My proud girlfriend, Mizuki. She works diligently as a bank clerk during the week. Lately, it's become our weekend routine for her to stay at my house on Friday nights. Perhaps as a reaction to her serious profession, she completely relaxes at my place, joking and laughing non-stop. She calls her bank uniform "insignificant feudalistic cosplay," and prefers to wear loose-fitting sportswear or oversized T-shirts at my house. Looking at Mizuki's long legs and her round, full hips encased in her room's decor, I can't help but feel a surge of desire.