Five years ago, my father married a beautiful woman named Miku Aoki. He adored her so much that he was always affectionate with her, clearly infatuated. Watching them, I gradually became drawn to her myself. But one day, I noticed she seemed unsatisfied. From that moment on, a forbidden desire began to grow inside me—no matter where I was, I couldn't stop thinking about being intimate with Miku. Waiting for the chance to be alone with her, I slowly approached her one evening as she stood doing the dishes.