不幸な母さんとしあわせラブラブ生活

My father... "That man", committed domestic violence.

I lived by myself for a few years while becoming a college student, and I chose to take in my mother.

"That man" had found another woman and had thrown her away.

When my mother arrived, her body and heart were both exhausted, she couldn't sleep at night, and couldn't hold a proper conversation in her depressed state

Living together, her heart started opening up bit by bit, but my mother having suffered "That man"'s abuse, had changed.

Even though she was so cheerful and bright. She started to pander to me while being scared.

Not wanting to be thrown away by me, she starting to cook, clean, and wash my back in the bathroom.