In addition to the preparatory school, I am being tutored by my older brother's wife, Mio, who graduated from a first-class university. I secretly admired the gentle, intelligent and glamorous Namio. Even on that day when the typhoon was hitting directly, Mio-san, who was soaked by the rainstorm, came to teach her study. I was fascinated by the shiny wet hair, the body line where the clothes were sticking to the body, and the transparent brassiere, and I couldn't control my desire to run wild like a storm.
