A nurse, Hana, who is loved by patients for her devoted nursing. I never dreamed that the patient I took care of would make me sick. I desperately resist being swallowed by pleasure, but the secret joy that takes place in the eyes of the public brings sweet moisture to the flowers. The body, who knew the tension of immorality that could not be experienced by working with her husband, felt aching in search of lewdness. And today, as usual, I boarded the commuter train in search of secret expectations.
