However, I still behaved normally at school so that people wouldn't find out about my family's affairs.
A few years later, my father remarried, and I had a new family, a gentle and kind mother, and a sister who was a bit addicted to games.
I was really happy. A few years later, I left my hometown and went to study at a university in Tokyo.
Because it was the first time I had to live alone, my father was very worried, but he was also very proud of me. My mother was the same, which made me the happiest, but just a few years later, my father passed away.
Today is my father's birthday, so I returned to my hometown. This place has not changed at all. Seeing my mother still healthy, I felt extremely happy. My stepsister had not changed at all, her room was messy, she was around 30 years old but still lonely, dressed sloppily, addicted to games, not wearing a bra, wearing socks like an old man... Actually, before, there was a wrong feeling that appeared in my mind.
And to cut off those feelings, I chose to go to Tokyo, but when I returned and saw my sister again, those feelings surged again. When I unexpectedly saw her masturbating in her room, I could not stand it anymore! And after that time, I also discovered that she seemed to have feelings for me, extremely wrong feelings. A few days later, I returned to Tokyo, I promised to come back here next year, to see her again, and maybe the child she had already named for us...
