My Father-in-law And I, The House Where Uniforms Are No Longer Needed.

I wanted that girl, so I got close to her mother. Her straight, innocent body hidden beneath her uniform never left my mind. I didn't care about marrying her mother. I just needed a reason to live under the same roof as 'Umika.' That was enough. Every morning when she appeared in the living room in her uniform, my desire swelled. I deliberately brushed past her in the narrow hallway, stole glances at her in a towel after her bath, and indulged in fantasies night after night. Once her mother started being away more often, things moved quickly. I touched her gently, got her used to it, and gradually closed the distance. From the day I took off her uniform, Umika was no longer a daughter. Even if her mouth refused, her body had already accepted it. I was the first to know that girl was becoming a 'woman.'