“I’d like it if you’d sleep with me. Would you sleep with me?”

“I’d like it if you’d sleep with me. Would you sleep with me?”

From the very beginning, I thought she was a strange woman.

“Why me, of all people?” “…Because you’re handsome. Like they say, a pretty rice cake is tastier.”

One day, she suddenly appeared out of nowhere, cracking absurd jokes to make a fool of me. Not only did she hit me where I least expected it with her seemingly docile face, but she also dared to comfort me, despite living a pitifully miserable life herself.

I thought she was like a stone. Always getting in the way, irritating me with every step I took, making me turn back over and over again, disrupting my life so relentlessly.

“You said you didn’t want to earlier….” “I’ve changed my mind.” “What?” “I said, I’ve changed my mind.”

Now, if I throw you away, I feel like my own feet would hurt.