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I booked a hot spring inn for my mother's marriage report and daily labor, but I broke up with her a few days before the trip. It was a fun trip, but my feelings remained depressed. My mother was worried, but I drunk to forget her. When I was drunk, I thought my mother was her and attacked her. There was an awkward air flowing between me and my mother. The next morning, I went to the hot spring alone. Then my mother came in shyly. And when I gently grabbed my growing lower body, it would be painful as it was, and I began to gently squeeze it ...