my incest, aunt's half hurting kirishima.

Autumn sunny weather. A house in a mountain village that cleans while singing nasal songs with high spirits. Suddenly, stop cleaning and pull the postcard out of your apron pocket. A letter from her nephew Diceke, who arrived a few days ago. He and his husband have been reunited since the funeral of their husband, who died eight years ago. Ayako was looking forward to a long-term reunion with her adult niece. But the half-wheat, which is too large, was unconsciously always found out.