My childhood friend, a gal gravure idol, came home in the middle of summer and beat me, a shut-in, with her city-trained slut techniques.

I used to be active and a leader, but due to my parents' divorce, I have become a recluse...Meanwhile, my childhood friend Aya, who was once a good friend of mine, has moved to Tokyo, grown up, and is active as a gravure idol... Even though I had mutual feelings for him... "Yo, it's been a while!" A somewhat familiar voice said from behind. It's Aya...is it a mirage? Did you finally go crazy from the heat? ``There's no such thing as feeling down!'' When I was feeling miserable, Aya suggested, ``I'll help you build up your confidence,'' and she did the erotic play that she learned a lot in Tokyo... It was the best summer vacation. Long live it.