Her son, Kenji and her husband, Kenji, lived in two. One day, my son's classmate, Kazuya, visited me next door. Kazuya, an eyebrows who glorified her, invites her sympathy for her innocence. The body of hiroka who became frustrated somehow reminds me of the crime of the crime. I fell into the power of the meat rod that overflowed young, and forgot to be a son's classmate for a while, and drowned in secret pleasure...