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aisubs.app
I'm 26 years old. I'm still single.
I'm the only one in this village who doesn't have a wife because she's a classmate of a woman.
I met a man who had recently been recommended by my parents.
He was handsome and serious, but I'm not interested in marriage, rather, I'm not interested in men.
I can say that I was born with it, but I have many memories of love.
Even the bitter memories of my first love are burned firmly in my brain.
However, the other person is all a woman.
The person I love is a woman.
I realized that I was a homosexual when I entered junior high school.
I was taught by a female teacher who was single.
I was taught by a female teacher who was single.
I was taught by a female teacher who was single.
She is 35 years old at that time.
It's wonderful to love a person.
Even if the other person is a homosexual,
She is real conversational.
The female teacher was also an homosexual.
The female teacher taught me the essence of love.
Behind beauty, there is pure and cruel love.
I had no sexual relationship with the male teacher.
Mr. Kanzaki is not in this world right now.
You're late.
I'm sorry.
In the summer of 1923,
in the hard countryside of Fujinomura, Tsukugi-gun,
I was in the midst of a hot, burning love.
My partner was 25-year-old Aiko Kawashima.
She was a elementary school teacher in a neighboring village.
Of course, she was single.
How many times have you been here?
I don't think I've been here more than 50 times.
Eight out of 50 classmates died in the 17th year of graduation.
How about your classmates, Fumiko?
Six out of 50 classmates died in the same year.
War is painful.
Some classmates were angry with Siberia and disappeared.
Some classmates were angry with Siberia and disappeared.
I see.
Let's go to the river.
I agree.
I'm 25 years old.
I'm sharing a elementary school.
I think my partner is here.
Aiko.
Is there no one here?
No.
I'm not here either.
I'm going home now.
I'm sorry.
I'm 29 years old.
Fumiko.
Will you be with me?
Do you hate me?
Can you find a better person than me?
I want to be with Fumiko.
I don't want to get married.
You can't do that?
I'm sorry.
I can't give up.
I'm sorry.
The time of parting with Aiko came suddenly.
My ex-girlfriend, who was in love with me,
finally couldn't get over her parents' anger.
She was forced to get married.
Her partner was a person from Tokyo.
The day was approaching.
I can't say that I'm gay.
I had no choice but to do this for my parents.
I'm sorry.
I believe that we will meet someday.
I pray for Aiko's happiness.
I was happy.
I have a lot of wonderful memories.
I'm a gay lover.
It's wonderful to be able to love.
Even if your partner is gay.
I'm Midori Kanzaki.
I was a single man in junior high school for two years.
I remember.
How many times did I do it?
Do you remember?
I'm going to die.
That year.
No choice.
I also came to him.
I was a gay lover.
That was the end of my life.
I remember.
I remember.
I remember.
I still remember.
I do not remember.
I don't remember.
I have a second boyfriend.
I have another boyfriend.
What's the problem?
I have no choice.
I'm sure you can't accept that.
I know.
Please accept my love.
I'm afraid to be a single man forever.
That's okay.
I am happy to say that.
The mind is very clear.
I want to be together.
Let's go home.
I don't want to go home.
Take care of yourself.
Thank you very much.
You too.
If it's tomorrow, I'll be able to do it.
Yes.
I can't do it today.
I'm alone.
The dance practice is starting.
Yes.
If it's tomorrow,
I'll do it in the afternoon.
Then, I'll leave it at that.
Yes.
I don't think there's a way for me and the girls to get along.
This is Takazawa.
It's a phone call.
From whom?
From that person.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I understand.
I'll be able to leave soon.
Yes.
That's what I'm thinking.
What are you going to do?
I'm fine.
You're going to stay?
I went out to see Megaki.
He said he was going to stay.
It's strange.
I used to be so frustrated.
It's like a lie.
I already left.
Yes.
I want to call Gyozu.
Get ready.
Yes.
You're good.
You're good at using your fingers.
Get ready.
It's wonderful.
I've been taking care of my husband for eight months.
I gave birth to my first child at the end of autumn.
Soon,
my husband will lose his ear to me.
I'll take care of the young Megaki.
This is also a man's solution.
My husband goes to Megaki without hesitation.
Although it's not night,
the two of us are in the yurt.
In that,
I hug Kimiko and steal my parents' eyes and do something wrong.
I'm full of noticed guilt.
I feel this atmosphere of being in this condition and being unwell to the point where I can't help it.
The way I get along with Kimiko, who's been stepping on my feet, is a great pleasure.
Even if there is such a powerful world in this world, Kimiko is the one who opened that door.
The baby was made between me and Kimiko.
There is no doubt.
The seed came out from the tip of Kimiko's finger, and that's how it was made.
Maybe it's just like Kimiko.
If that's the case, I'm happy, madam.
I love Kimiko.
I love you too, madam.
There must have been a lover at any time.
A woman and a woman.
Maybe they didn't catch sight of each other.
Secretly and quietly.
Like stepping into hell.
Did they love each other?
She's a mean woman.
She fell down, didn't she?
The door that fell into this house is this house's door, isn't it?
I was going to deliver it to my wife later.
Liar.
You were going to peck her, weren't you?
Otoyo, stand up.
I'll pretend not to look at you.
What do you think, Otoyo?
Good.
I told you to listen, Otoyo.
I'm sorry, Otsume-san.
Don't lie.
I know everything.
I'm sorry.
Do you want to talk about everything?
Ugh!
I'm about to.
My wife.
Did you do the business too?
Put the futon here.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Wipe it.
Go out with your husband.
As usual.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
Otoyo.
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