Every time she has sex with him, she remembers that boy . Even though she tells herself not to, her body ca n’t help but compare it… Yurina continues to be poured into him again and again, hiding and deceiving his never-ending demands. In the office, in the conference room, in the bathroom, on the train, everywhere they go, she is naturally asked for and milked as if it were a given . The body of the new wife, who should have sought each other out together and even sought the crystallization of their union, was soon soaked with the swelling of her junior that it became wet immediately… If only he hadn’t come at her then, if only she had refused then, if only he had found out then… Yurina was aware that every time she made excuses, that wetness would die…