It seems my daughter has a boyfriend now, and I've been smiling at how she's been bringing him over to our house to play lately. One day, I was curious about how the two of them were doing, so I went to check on them in their room, and I heard the sounds of them arguing. I didn't understand the details, but it seemed they were angry about Kenta's premature ejaculation, and were saying things to him that made me feel bad for him as a parent. Seeing Kenta looking down, I decided to do my best to comfort him...