[DFE-072] My daughter is eating it. Erika Ozaki

"I'm good about my mom, so Erica is happy," my mother has a habit of saying. My mother was always beaten and apologized to my father. My mother hugged me when I was about to be yelled at. When my precious mother was exhausted, fell ill and was hospitalized, my father blamed my mother for the hospital bill and turned the brunt of her anger on me. "If you can't work, you can sell your body and earn money." No matter how much my mind and body were worn out by men every day, my father took it away from me. My dream of pursuing a career in nursing for my sickly mother was trampled upon, saying, "If you have time for that, go to Yoshiwara." I hate my father. I hate customers. I hate sex. But the person I hated the most was myself. In the mirror, I looked the same as my mother. Will I give up and accept everything, and I will break down? I don't like it. One day, a customer approached me and asked if I would like to become his mistress. The man says that if you listen to him, he will pay you tuition. I feel uncomfortable with that vulgar smile. It doesn't matter whether you choose to be robbed by that father or robbed by this man, it will still be hell. Then I... The two worst options were shown. The girl's heart, which has continued to endure trying to resist the desires of the men, slowly cracks.