While I was a ronin, I couldn't concentrate on studying. The reason for this is Sumire, the wife who lives in the same apartment building. Mr. Sumire, even though she is a nice woman, always wears open-heart clothes and the bra floats when he throws out trash. The pink nipples are flickering and hiding, even though you can see the bra. My crotch was about to burst. One day, from a certain point of view, Mr. Sumire will cook hand cooking ...