Eight years ago, when Dad remarried, Riho and I became brother and sister.
We weren’t related by blood, but we became a family—a happy one.
But… at some point, I began to see Riho not just as a sister, but as a woman.
Being around her scared me.
I feared that someday, I might develop lustful feelings for her.
So I ran away from her.
I used the excuse of a busy college life to avoid my desires—and before I knew it, I hadn’t returned home in over a year.
And during that time… Riho had been violated—by our father.