Yui Hana wanted to distance herself from her husband who no longer loved her as a wife. I was always invited by my colleagues who refused, and had a little miscellaneous conversation with coffee in one hand. Time is in the evening, and fun time goes by in no time. "Sorry, I have to go home now." Yui Hana, a man-like hand of his colleagues, held down the yui flower that left nostalgia and made him feel like he was sitting down. When the fingertips, which had never been touched before, overlapped, a love heart suddenly developed from work companions to male and female relationships that began to develop.