"It's been a long time, how about tomorrow?" The elbow was squeezing in an email from Sefré, who had been sent out of nowhere. Tomorrow, three family members will hunt strawberries. My son seemed very happy because he was a Yura family who rarely went out with his family. At one point he refused to invite Sefre, but could not control his frustrated body. On the same day, he lied to his husband and son while being guilt-stricken, then invited Sefre to his remaining home.