It’s like there’s a dead boy in front of me who I want to seduce, with his legs up high. The bottom of the beige dress on the body is lifted up, revealing the legs of the black pantyhose. I really want that kid to see this thigh. A teenager’s face appears on the screen of the brain. He is the son of the third grade in junior high school. He was a classmate’s Mitamura Yoko from his primary school days.