■Dangerous Love is the Taste of Honey

I thought that my kind husband, warm home and happy everyday life would continue forever. Until that day, I was asked by Kuroda, a young man who wanted to be an actor living next door, to practice kissing scenes. No lips touched, just practice kissing scene. Nevertheless, I was held by a younger man and unconsciously began to develop feelings for the opposite sex. Although he was suppressing his feelings by saying that it was a momentary emotion, the aftertaste strongly embraced by his jealous arm did not leave him in his head.