Miho longed for her father-in-law who supported her clumsy self more than her real father. I'm sorry that he will give me a massage today, but I was completely relieved by my father-in-law's gentle and warm hands. Eventually his hand slides down into the embarrassing part of Miho's body. "Wearing a lewd look ... would you invite me?" Suddenly my father-in-law whispered. It wasn't the usual glamor, and it was a nasty voice that seemed to whisper to the depths of Miho's heart.