On a spring day when cherry blossom petals began to open, we were led by an email to the Tohoku region. Waiting for us at the station was a woman who didn't look like she had children, with a tall, slender figure and impressive double teeth that showed when she smiled. Though embarrassed by the milk stains seeping from the unknown married woman even while she stood still, we felt a sense of taboo and immediately hid in a nearby hotel…
