Three years after I moved to Tokyo and started working at a company, my work finally settled down and I was given a long vacation, so I returned to my hometown for the first time in a long time. However, a typhoon hit us. While taking shelter from the rain in the shade of a tree, I happened to meet Aunt Yuko, who was hit by a horizontal rain shower and holding a broken umbrella. She was as beautiful as ever, and I couldn't contain my heartbeat. My feelings for Aunt Yuko, which I had been thinking about for 20 years, blew away like a storm...