In the New Year’s day, I bought an adult Fukubukuro (lucky bag) but there was a porn magazine for gay people in it.
Since there was a hag foraging others’ rubbish bags in my apartment, I thought I would throw that porn away in a rubbish bin at the station.
On the way to the station, I had a car accident.
On top of that, I was seriously injured (unconscious for 3 days) so all the family members gathered and ended up finding out that gay porn.
Beside, a few days before the accident, my parents read the essay about the sufferings of those with gender identity disorder, and they were moved so much.
So they discussed about gay and decided that they would put effort on ‘understanding the son’s preference’.
The wife of my brother was the only one who said “it might be some kind of mistake” but my brother told her off, saying ‘if even a family denies his preference, he’ll be isolated from anyone else!’....
And I got to know all this silly discussion several months after the accident.
That’s why when I went back home some months ago, mum was awkwardly talking about an old female classmate who she thought was so hot, my brother was saying that there was a cute boy in his class at high school, and that sort of thing.
Jesus...
