Five years have passed since my mother died. Unacceptable of her death, she thought she was such a new mother and decided to remarry Ayano last year. But I couldn't call him my mother, and the thought became stronger. And last night I looked at my father and Aya's sex. I wonder if Aya hadn't noticed that she was peeking. No ... it is not such a thing, I certainly had an eye with Aya...