From that day on, I had to be treated by the Ano-o without permission. Why ... why did I at first fail so much unreasonable and try to tell my husband over and over again? But if I talk to my husband, our couple will get lost in the streets. Every time I was told by the Ano-o who came to visit every day, I was struck by a feeling that something hot would come up from the back of my body. I didn’t want to admit it, but I felt more than my husband was holding on to annoyed man.