I hear a knock at the door, and when I go to answer it, there's a cute, slender girl standing there. With droopy eyes and an adorable smile, she seems to be selling cookies. Once you're an adult, age doesn't matter much, but at this age, even a one-year difference in school grade makes a big gap. People usually hang out with classmates and don't interact much with seniors or juniors. So, the uncle in this house probably has no idea he's about to get laid. I invite her inside right away, and she obediently comes in—that's the charm of a teen who still has that innocence left. When I ask her age, she says she's eighteen! 18 years old! Mmm, perfect~! For now, I move us to the poolside and start chatting.
Her name is Avery. She's selling cookies to raise funds, but it looks like sales aren't going well. Still, since I don't really eat sweets, I'd probably only buy one or two at most. As expected, she makes a disappointed face, but it seems she has a secret plan. When I wonder what it is, she's smiling cheerfully, but down below, she's spreading her legs wide open! Huh? Could it be that Avery's into this too? No way, I've landed in an incredibly good spot! If that's the case, I'll buy 50 or even 100 cookies from you~!