I've been married to my husband, whom I met through a university reading club, for three years. Even though my girlfriend teased me that we looked like an old couple when we were students, we were happiest when we spent time together reading our favorite books. In the same everyday life that repeats itself, I identified myself with the female protagonist of an erotic novel, and imagined myself drowning in sex in my delusions. One day, I met a person with the same delusional tendencies and had a chance to have a chance.