Overview: Through the veil of steam,Mayu's profile as she brushes back her hair is that of a woman who has shed the role of "wife." Wrapped in the silence of a long-established inn,I fall into the illusion that we are the only two people in the world. The heat of the hot spring seems to gently dissolve our mutual guilt. "I wish tomorrow would never come," she says with a joking laugh,but for a moment,her eyes looked moist—was it my imagination? Once we return to reality,we'll be strangers again. Yet the warmth lingering on my skin and the scent of sulfur still sink deep in my heart.
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