I wanted that girl, so I got close to her mother. She was pure and innocent, and the body hidden under her uniform never left my mind. Marriage with her mother didn't matter at all. As long as I could have a reason to live under the same roof as 'Kaika,' that was enough for me. Every morning when she appeared in the living room wearing her uniform, my desire swelled. I deliberately brushed past her in the narrow hallway and stole glances at her in a bath towel after a shower, fueling my nightly fantasies. It happened faster once my mother's absences increased. I gently touched her, got her used to it, and gradually closed the distance. Ever since that day when I took off her uniform, Kai is no longer my daughter. She may refuse with her mouth, but her body has already accepted it. I was the first to know that she had become a 'woman'.
