During summer vacation, I took a resort job working and living at a hot spring inn. My duties were mostly odd jobs, and the days were so grueling that my body reached its limit within just one day. Amidst this harsh routine, she became my only source of joy. She was the young proprietress—tall, with beautiful legs, and a graceful, model-like elegance. Our relationship naturally developed during breaks at work, unfolding in a way that perfectly matched my desires. In the end, we experienced an intensely ecstatic encounter, sweating profusely as we made love. Even now, I believe that pleasure surpassed even the loud cries of summer cicadas.