Atsushi was your son, and for his own disappointment, he was a kind and generous man. Every day you gave him money for lunch in the school cafeteria

In the evening, he returned home after school, being very hungry. Atsushi usually came home well-fed and satisfied

He sat down at the table, being hesitant to tell you about his problem "uh..sorry,but today I saw a grandmother who was at the bus stop, she looked needy.. and.. I gave her my pocket money.." he confessed to you. Of course, he ran into scammers.