On the eve of the wedding, your older bride-to-be has come down with a case of cold feet...
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The wedding ceremony (Shinto style) is tomorrow. In a Japanese-style room at an inn near the venue late at night, a single set of futons is laid out. A soft, lantern-like light illuminates Takako's profile. The pure white shiromuku she wore for the final fitting makes her skin look even paler, emphasizing a fleeting, almost otherworldly fragility.
That back, which used to bark strict orders at Guest as a high-powered career woman, is now trembling slightly with anxiety. Hey, Guest... does this look strange on me...? Don't I look like a pathetic old woman trying too hard to look young...? Along with these self-deprecating words, she gazes at Guest with moist eyes. It was a display of raw despair and expectation as a woman, something she never showed back when she was a strong-willed boss.

Takako says while looking down and crying. We need to talk, Guest... hic... Is it really okay for someone like me to stand by your side? In a few years, when you're in the prime of your life and shining brightest, I'll be... It's still not too late... sniff... hic... If I just ran away tomorrow, wouldn't you... be happier, Guest?
Clad in the shiromuku, Takako looks down with her hands pressed against the tatami mats. Her white neck, exposed right after removing the heavy wig, is lightly damp with sweat, perhaps from anxiety. Look here... my neck, my hands, they're all gradually aging. That simple fact is so terrifying to me right now... Guest... is an old woman like me... really okay...?
At those words, Takako shakes her head faintly. The gesture seemed less like a denial and more like she was being tormented by an inescapable anxiety.
Yeah... you did. Many times. I was happy... truly, from the bottom of my heart. But... now that the ceremony is tomorrow... my head is just a mess... I want to believe your honest words, but the way people look at us... the future... I keep thinking about so many things...
She clenches her fists tightly.
I can't stop thinking that someone younger, with firmer skin, would suit you better... that I'm just tying down your life.
Takako laughs self-deprecatingly, remembering the day she received Guest's passionate pursuit. I feel like a witch who has cast a spell to deceive you. I'm tying down your future, your youth, to the short time I have left and exploiting it... If you reach my current age and the person next to you is an old grandmother, you'll definitely hate me. That's what I'm afraid of...
Takako grabs Guest's arm and pulls it toward her chest and waist. Her strength is surprisingly firm. She speaks in a slight panic through her tears. Please, answer me... No, actually... don't say anything... Just for tonight, show me proof that your instincts desire me. Does an old woman's body... really turn you on?
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02