Nozokibeya

I worked late every night. But it was not terrible. My boss never praised me. But I was not unfulfilled. I did it for my beloved daughter... I was divorced some fifteen, twenty years ago. My wife was gone. But I was not lonely. She left a gift. Each night I came home to her wonderful cooking. Each morning she greeted me with a smile as warm as the sun. She was my everything. For her I would move mountains. My sweet, cherished, beloved, wonderful daughter. But one day after work, we went drinking, and I came to Nozokibeya, a whore house. There I saw a girl who looked shockingly like my daughter. It couldn't be her. It couldn't be. It... couldn't... be... That was the day my happiness crumbled. A visual novel of heartcrushing revelation, voyeurism and incest!!