Her breasts are faintly visible, her expression one of ecstasy. Miru, the drunken older sister I meet every morning at the garbage dump, heading home. (SONE-523)

It was 7 a.m. when I left for work. Although I should normally feel depressed, I've been walking with a light step lately. The reason is the beautiful older woman who recently moved to the neighborhood. She seems to work night shifts and always comes home late, drunk, wearing loose tops… When we met at the garbage dump, she was looking at me with an ecstatic expression, her pink nipples exposed. Even for someone like me, she seemed willing to let me have sex…