I was thinking about moving, so I was looking for a property accompanied by Kana, a real estate lady. I was Kokoro to Kana, who was serious about her work and beautiful. On the day we were supposed to visit a model apartment, Kana arrived soaking wet after being caught in a rainstorm. Even in that situation, I was captivated by Kana's wet hair and transparent underwear. And as we both wrapped ourselves in a blanket to warm our shivering bodies, my Kokoro began to run wild like a typhoon that had hit us directly...