Dintr-o dată înmuiată într-un avers. Fata viselor mele care nu are un drum acasă - Karen Asahina

Karen, the woman of my dreams, lives in the house next to mine. She came to cook a meal for my parents while they were on vacation. After she finished her business, she went home without an umbrella in the torrential rain, but she came back a while later soaking wet. She seemed to have lost her key. Her hair was wet and her underwear was showing through her white blouse. It just so happens that my parents are not here today. I couldn't control my emotions, and I saw Kare-san drying her hair.