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!!