Midsummer of Heisei 25. Around the time of the Bon Festival, when the sweltering heat continued. Kenichi went home with his wife to his wife's parents' house. A Japanese house since I came to say hello to my enrollment three years ago. When I arrived at the entrance, I was greeted by my wife's mother, Mika, who was so beautiful. "Thank you for your hard work in the hot weather. I'll prepare cold tea, Mr. Kenichi." The sensual denim butt was shaking. Kenichi drank his sweaty nape. I was supposed to spend two nights and three days at my wife's parents' house. Kenichi's heartbeat was starting to beat.