This house is cursed. When I always notice myself, I get to this front door. It is a magical woman who lives in this house. Immediately after I enter the door, I hold on to the woman's body. The woman twists her thin waist and reaches between my hips. Unbearable to put on a woman's clothes, and shave its beautiful body. From there, it repeats the hot embrace and countless supremacy that I do not remember until the end. I can't find many women in Iikarada with such a skewer.