Every year, I went to a fireworks display with my best friend's nephew and childhood-friendly lima. Rima confessed to the jealousy at a fireworks display we had together this year, but she was frustrated. "I'm going home," he said, making a tear and laughing. Suddenly, he was caught in a heavy rain and found the lima of his wet heart on the roadside. The rain legs only get stronger, and the two of them rush into lovehoe. I was soaked in the rain that my yukata stuck to my skin and my bra passed through. There were two young men and a woman who could not have felt strange.