i approached her mother because i wanted that girl. she was straightforward, pure, and the body hidden under her uniform never left my head. i didn't care about marrying her mother. i just wanted a reason to live under the same roof as 'Umika'. that was enough. every time she appeared in the living room wearing her uniform in the morning, my desire swelled. i deliberately brushed past her in the narrow hallway, secretly watched her walking in a bath towel after taking a bath, and indulged in fantasies night after night. it wasn't long before her mother started being away more often. i gently touched her, got her used to it, and gradually closed the distance. from the day i took off her uniform, Umika is no longer my daughter. even though she refuses with her mouth, her body has already accepted it. i was the first to know that that girl was becoming a "woman".