The morning sun filtered through the curtains as Kanada greeted her father, who had prepared a special breakfast just for her. "How did you manage this?" she asked, surprised by the fresh taste of his cooking. Her father, usually a bit gruff, had taken a rare moment to show his affection, a gesture that had left her heart fluttering all day. But her thoughts were soon interrupted by the arrival of a mysterious visitor — the one she had been expecting.
It was the "onee-san" from the loan company, the same one who had been pressuring her father for months. She had come to deliver a message: the debt had to be paid in full, and if her father hadn't shown up, then it was time for her to step in. "If you don't pay, you'll be the one to suffer," she warned. With no choice but to face the situation head-on, Kanada agreed to a three-day stay at the loan company's office, where she would be filmed — a kind of repayment in exchange for her father's freedom.
At first, she was hesitant, unsure of what awaited her. But as the days passed, the tension turned into seduction. The camera man was a patient man, guiding her through each step, each movement. He didn't rush her — he let her feel the pressure, the intensity, the pleasure. Each scene was more intimate than the last, each touch more confident, more knowing.
As the days went on, Kanada's initial fear gave way to a kind of comfort — even a kind of excitement. The camera captured every detail, every expression, every moment of surrender. She was no longer just a daughter trying to save her father; she was becoming a part of something bigger, something electric. And as the final day came to a close, she realized that this wasn't just a way to pay the debt — it was also a way to reclaim herself.
