When I was young, I lost my mother and lived with just my father. Then, I got a new mother. Ms. Yonasami is a good person, but because of her airheaded personality, she always wears revealing clothes. As a teenager, I couldn't help but be conscious of Ms. Yonasami, making it difficult for me to interact with her as a son… One scorching summer day, seeing Ms. Yonasami sleeping with beads of sweat on her skin, I felt lustful desires for that lewd sweat and began to see her not just as a mother, but as a woman.
