I slept with my colleague all night at her house because my train was late.

Ishihara and I were contemporaries, studying at the same university. One day, he told me, the one who missed the last train due to overtime, that if I slept on the sofa, I would stay. In the room of another woman with her. But I might have expected something from Mr. Ishihara, who had once been a sword bearer. Not wearing a bra in an unguarded room with just the two of us. I couldn't stand it. I continued to be scared enough to use up a whole pack of condoms in the morning. Still had inappropriate sexual desires. In the end, I was invited to speak, It's okay.