The scorching temperate high pressure that covered the archipelago continued to give sweltering heat without exception to a certain village in the Tohoku region where the Tokine family resided. Fatherless family. Tomori Tokine, a beautiful mother of a chaste mountain village, was working on her daily routine, wiping and cleaning her porch that day. Behind her came her son Masaru. A son with an introverted personality. He had been truant from school for about half a year. Slowly, his son rubbed my breast from behind while I was cleaning. No good, Masaru-chan... My son continued to massage regardless of her mother who hurriedly admonished her.
