The other day, my wife's mother participated in a "soba-noodle making experience" at a women's association meeting. She said she would teach us how to make buckwheat noodles, so she brought buckwheat flour to our house over the weekend. As I watched my mother-in-law with a 4-centimeter-diameter stick-shaped tool in her hand, leaning forward defenselessly and gripping it, pounding away at the buckwheat flour, I gradually began to have inappropriate feelings for her..!
