My wife divorced when my son, Takeshi, was seven years old, and at that time I lost custody of him, leaving him behind and leaving home. A few years later, my husband passed away, and I returned home to raise Takeshi, who was still a student, but he had become a recluse... Not knowing why he had stopped going to school, I struggled day after day to bridge the gap between mother and son. Amidst all this, only Mr. Matsuda came to visit our home and was kind and supportive. At the time, I still didn't know that I had been tricked by his scheme...