Uchida was invited to the section chief's house to celebrate the promotion of the section chief. The director's wife, Rina, and I will be preparing for the banquet alone, but the situation is strange. I inadvertently drink raw spit in the storm of panchira that can not be cleaned up by chance. (Maybe this is being invited ...) Rina's temptation doesn't stop, though she struggles to counteract the unscrupulous thoughts that have emerged. On the contrary, it pushes my chest ...