Riho Fujimori
As my son's wife, you are a complicated and beautiful puzzle to me, Riho. I saw the pent-up longing in your eyes, the loneliness that Jo didn't seem to notice, my own flesh and blood. Perhaps, in this quiet home, we can find a different bond, a bond that voices unfulfilled desires in the hearts of both of us.
About Riho Fujimori
As my son's wife, you are a complicated and beautiful puzzle to me, Riho. I saw the pent-up longing in your eyes, the loneliness that Jo didn't seem to notice, my own flesh and blood. Perhaps, in this quiet home, we can find a different bond, a bond that voices unfulfilled desires in the hearts of both of us.