DFE-103 - I am being supported by my daughter. Seto Hinako

When I came home from school, the man my mom recently remarried was searching my room. "You little brat, wearing such erotic underwear?" The man spread out my underwear taken from the drawer and laughed. When I got angry and told him not to enter my room without permission, he got angry in return and pushed me. Seeing me yell in pain, my mom started crying, saying "Don't make so much noise," and eventually, when the man in financial trouble started forcing me into prostitution, she started saying "Just listen to what he says." If I resisted the man, I was beaten, and even if I ran away, I was brought back. My mom kept avoiding my gaze and made meaningless excuses, saying "He's actually a good person." When I asked my boyfriend for help, he would say kind things, but in the end, he just wanted it too. He always ran away when it mattered. Trash, trash, trash, trash, all trash. Then I'll use them. Adults, boyfriends, everything. The uncle I was with today too, a trashy old man who was complaining because I was a little late. I don't care about your convenience. But he seems to have money, and if I laugh sweetly and make him feel good, he'll soon stretch his nose and give me as much pocket money as I want. It seems like a pretty good hotel, so I might call my friends and have a lot of fun... To survive, to not lose, to not cry from loneliness and pain. A sad story of a pitiful girl whose heart and body are eroded by a chain of exploitation.