Mr. Fukayuki, 40, was fascinated by Musco, the director's son.

A quiet hospital room. A patient sits on a bed with a gourd, and is somewhat irritated. "I'm sorry," said Mr. Fukayuki, a tall ripe nurse who came in. He speaks to a patient who appears to be irritated. "What's the matter?" "No, it's not! you said you could move to a private room by the end of today, right? It's already night!" "Oh ... I'm sorry. The patient in the private room was scheduled to leave the hospital today, but it was postponed."I didn't hear that! So you could have told me earlier?" "Sorry ... I'm busy during the day..." "You can't even make a spinach! I'm lazy! You know my father, don't you?" yes ... director .... the patient is the director's son! "Don't be kidding me! My father told you to deal with me the most carefully, right? Oh, I don't like it! My father will tell me to think about your punishment!" A son who can't fit his anger. "Sorry, I'll be in trouble if I don't have a job right now. I will be able to move to the private room properly tomorrow! I'm really sorry." Mr. Fukayuki who has deep head down. "I don't think so. Even though I'm sick and hospitalized, this is going to get worse!" "Sorry ... I'll do anything, so forgive me..." When he heard that, his son suddenly took off his pants and put out Chi-ko. "You said you'd do anything, didn't you? You know what? What ..." Mr. Fukayuki can not organize the inside of his head because it is too sudden. "Because it's in a pile! it's common, isn't it? like this. I'll keep your father silent if you make him clean." After a few seconds of vain and understanding, his face approached his son Musco. The son pressed his head when Mr. Fukayuki put Chi-ko in his mouth and made him illama. Mr. Fukayuki is jealous and grinning. "You must be really secret to the director." When you say that, put a chi-ko in your mouth again and stroke hard. "Oh, that's good. I'll get it out soon?" Mr. Fukayuki's tech shoots his son into the mouth right away. "Don't put it out. Drink all right." "Gokkun," as he was told, with his mouth closed. "Oh, I felt good. Yes, you can go home now, good night," he began to sleep with a futon as his anger calmed down with the launch. Kan: “Uh ... I really ask the director to be secret.” Mr. Fukayuki reluctantly exits, but that night he goes to his son's hospital room again...!? look at everything.