Before the Obon Festival, my mother-in-law, Rumi, came to Tokyo to worry about me living alone. Rumi was a new mother in her school days, and she had a strong contact with me who continued to keep her cold attitude. I was so happy to be able to talk with me who opened my heart and talked with me. I felt the charm as a woman before mother's existence. And that night, I couldn't control my desire as a man in the burning body of the burning sun.