Why can other people's love be as sweet and happy as gods? Why is it that if someone has been with someone of the opposite sex for a longer time, a trace of ambiguity can appear between them? And if I don't express my good feelings in advance, I usually can only end up making mochi. If something unexpected happens, it can only be said that either I was blinded and chose a gay as my boyfriend; or that a gay man used my strong appearance to gain his ulterior psychological satisfaction of being protected by others.