my son scolded me for the specs of my mother, kitahara natsumi.

His widow, Natsumi, and his son, who was to live at his uncle's house, the elder brother of his late husband. The two men who had been chased by their husband's debts were taken away from their uncle where they were at a loss of reliance. However, he was not pleased with his uncle and had been attacked in a humid language every day. One day, my uncle adores Natsumi's body with a shield to look after her. He was patient with the daily escalation of attacks, and continued to put up with his son's devotion. One night, however, he realized that his relationship with his uncle had ended.