Takahiko Tomikura realized that he was no longer excited about sex with his beloved wife. It was the night of his second wedding anniversary. He used to think that he was a naïve person when it came to sex but he also vaguely started to realize that was not the real reason.
Takahiko started dreaming soon after getting married. He had the same dream over and over of the obscene customs of the village where he was born and raised.
– A feast held every night during the summer festival.
– Females and males wriggling and panting in the dark. A vulgar aroma produced by animal-like sex.
He ran away from his hometown because he couldn’t stand the horror of that custom. The Shinto ritual that was secretly held there was a way to cleanse the depths of one’s heart. Takahiko realizes that he has planted an urge he can’t resist. As he gazes at his wife, Manami, who is sleeping with a lovely sleeping face on her maturing beauty, Takahiko realizes that a dark fever is building up in his loins, and that the fever could only be quenched by returning home…
“Kagachi-sama, I will comfort you.” The words that the woman he admired spun from her lips vividly revived in Takahiko’s mind.