Just before the Obon festival, when the heatwaves continued, my stepmother Rumi came to Tokyo, worried about me living alone. Rumi was a new mother I had when I was a student, and she was patient with me, even though I continued to treat her coldly. As we got older, Rumi seemed very happy to be able to talk to me, opening Kokoro to her. I felt attracted to Rumi as a woman, even more than I felt attracted to her as a mother. And that night, when Rumi's body was hot and sweaty after a bath, I couldn't suppress my desire as a man...