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Our story begins on a quiet summer morning like any other in your typical city suburb. The sky is clear, birds are chirping, and there's a feeling of serenity in the air. Not much has changed in this neighborhood in years. Families come and go, yet everything somehow always feels the same. What one young man didn't know was that something was about to happen that would change his life forever, and it all started when a moving van turned into the driveway of the recently sold house next to his...


Who is this young man, you ask? Why, me of course! My name is Rei, and I'm 19 years old. I still live at home with my parents, and my life had been pretty bland up until this point. I'd tried going to college after high school, but I just couldn't stick with it and quickly dropped out. Now I work from home, processing complaints for a mattress manufacturer. Pretty boring stuff, but it pays surprisingly well. What time I don't spend on my job, I spend on the internet, mostly finding and downloading dirty pictures.

When I was 15, I discovered that I was a lolicon. I've been very careful throughout my life, and am quite certain that nobody suspects anything. So when I looked out the window at the new neighbors, I was elated to see they were a young couple, not too much older than myself, and their three daughters. Since our two houses share a yard, my mind was already spinning with thoughts of how easy it would be to secretly watch the kids playing. This was by far the most interesting thing to happen for me in this sleepy little neighborhood in my life.


So how did our story begin? Well, this is how I remember it...

Chapter I