"Now my wife is me and the fate community. You should do as I say, like a doll." The words of the chief, who had thrown him away, kept me in my head. Even in my husband's time alone, my head was dominated by the manager. My body, which has become dirty even though it is a mistake at one time, will never return. If I were really a doll, I wouldn't have to feel guilty. Whatever the case, I want to become a doll made of meat that can be played silently until the boss's mind is clear.