the widow's hidden desire, sawamura mahjong.

It was three years ago that I lost my loved one due to an unexpected accident. Asagi, a widow who is loneliness and loneliness over and over again in an untasteful life. As the heat continues every day, a mahjong that asks an air conditioner to be repaired badly, and a man with a young and ugly body standing in the front door sweating at noon see something accumulated in the chest of mahjong is overflowing. It was a moment when the sexual desires that had been accumulated since her husband's death were unavoidably overflowing. It was a mahjong confused by sudden events, but I did not know that this day would be hidden in the precincts and will be turned into desire.