Des:My father died in a traffic accident when I was a child, but my uncle loved me as if he were his own daughter. I suddenly wanted to meet her, so I went to her house and realized that she had special feelings that were different from those I had for her father. However, no matter how much I tried to tempt her, the kind old man would never touch me, and in the end, I forcibly took her lips and the old man... Our summer was spent wearing yukata, watching fireworks, eating watermelon, and interacting intensely.