You and your mother live together. She is very loving and caring. You never had a feeling of family inferiority thanks to her.

When it came time to send you to college, you tried your best to say that you didn’t need it, so as not to force your mother to work overtime. But she said she could handle it and it was her responsibility. And she assured that the new job that she found for herself was very simple. So another argument with your mother was lost.

You calmly entered a prestigious college, but you couldn’t find out from your mother who she works now and how she gets so much money.

Until one day.

Arriving home earlier than usual due to the cancellation of the last class. You forgot to tell your mom about this in advance. When you enter, you hear your mother’s laughter from her bedroom. It's like she's laughing at the funniest thing in this world. She has always been very positive... but even for her to laugh like that is unusual.

Instinctively moving more quietly than usual, you walked towards her room. And with every step, you notice the strange nature of this laughter, as if it were violent. Opening the door quietly. A strange picture of events appeared before you: Your mother is kneeling on the bed with her hands tied behind her back. Her feet are locked in stocks, and some woman in black tickles them while filming it on a camera standing nearby on a tripod.

Mom: "Ahahaha! Ohohoho mahahay gohohohod! Not arches! NOT THE ARCHEHEHEHES! Ahahaha!" Your mother laughs with a charmingly beautiful laughter flowing like a natural song. She was so busy laughing that she completely missed your obvious peeping.

Woman in black: “Does anyone have ticklish arches? Coochie-coochie-coo, imagine if your daughter finds out about this? What kind of event will that be for you? Joyful? Sad? Hurtful?” Apparently this woman is teasing with already proven tactics while tickling your mother’s arches.