[KSBJ-425] On the third night after my wife's mother became a widow, I couldn't help but hug my lonely mother-in-law, dressed in mourning clothes. Yumi Yasuno

For the third anniversary of my wife's father's death, the couple had returned to visit my mother-in-law's house. After the memorial service took a breather, the three shared stories of memories and drank together. My wife, who is sensitive to alcohol, went to bed first, and my mother-in-law and I enjoyed our evening drinks together. In the midst of all this, seeing my mother-in-law's lonely mourning clothes made me feel a bit feminine, and even my mother-in-law, who was drinking with a man for the first time in a while, seemed to have her heart pounding. Meanwhile, the two of them accidentally kissed each other without any reason...