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Mother Mio, who started a part-time job to earn her son's tuition, was sleeping on the sofa more and more. At this rate, I'll catch a cold. A sweet and sour smell tickles the nostrils of the son who approaches to carry Mio to the bedroom. “What is this?” The moment I smelled it, I could feel my body heating up. I want to smell a darker scent. Moved by impulse, the son searches for the source of the scent and gropes his sweaty body hidden under the stuffy clothes.