I left Tokyo where I was born and raised, and married into a port town, but soon after my newlywed, my husband went on a long business trip and began to live alone and lonely. I have never met my stepfather, a fisherman, yet, and I'm back from tuna fishing tonight for the first time in three months. I cooked dinner and waited for my return, but there was no sign of him coming back so I decided to go to sleep first. A few hours later, I was hit by the sensation of a slug crawling around my entire body and jumped up, and my stepfather grinned at me at night...