My mother had a bad taste for men and often brought men into the house. I didn't want my mother's boyfriend to look at me strangely, so I kept my clothes, hair, and even the way I spoke masculine. On nights when my mother's boyfriend came over, I didn't have a place to stay at home, so I often went out in the middle of the night to kill time. On such a restless night, the person who called out to me was Nakata's old man who lived next door. He took great care of me as if I were his own child, and was my father...for the first time, I became conscious of the opposite sex. A few years later, I was reunited with my first love, an old man.
