Hello. Today, I'd like to introduce "My Own Stuff Splash: Yuka Ozawa's Sweater Edition."

I hope you feel like you've stumbled upon a work that evokes a warm, gentle feeling.

This work is a combination of CG and illustrations, delivered by the circle Buaku-yu. In terms of genre, it falls under works that include a large amount of bodily fluids, narratives set in school life, and depict relationships such as classmates or colleagues.

With 130 copies sold, it's clear that many people have picked this up, and the rating of 5 is wonderful, especially since 7 reviewers gave it a perfect score. I believe this is proof that the work's worldview and how it is depicted resonates deeply with many readers.

The story begins with a situation that is very relatable. It features Yuka Ozawa, a quiet, unassuming, yet petite and lovely classmate. The premise is that the narrator harbored a secret, yet constantly agonizing feeling toward her. It feels like it portrays an unspoken longing or an inescapable emotion that anyone might experience at some point.

Within this slice-of-life setting, the item "sweater" drives the narrative. The narrator accidentally finds the sweater she left behind. And for some reason, the author feels an abnormal excitement towards that sweater. This connection between a "thing" and an "emotion" seems to be the core of the work.

The development takes a turn when the narrator can no longer contain themselves, steals the sweater, and rushes into the boys' restroom. This sense of confinement and unrestrained impulse makes the reader feel like they are anxiously watching along.

The acts unfolding in the restroom depict the release of desires that are usually unattainable, channeled through the sweater. The way the narrator grapples between reason and lust while smelling and touching her scent is depicted with great detail.

The scene where the narrator buries their face in the sweater and obsessively smells it conveys the depth of the character's inner feelings.

Furthermore, the tension of potentially being discovered only accelerates the impulse. The process of the lust that reason cannot suppress being projected onto the existence of the sweater shapes the story's climax.

The depiction of rubbing one's penis against the sweater, and then squeezing the sleeves as if they were a dildo, expresses the explosive release of those desperate emotions. The entire act—her scent, one's own scent, and semen seeping into it—seems to carry a sense of "possession."

Regarding the content, the main story is composed of 54 pages, and there are also variations without fonts or variations consisting only of illustrations. It is also explicitly stated that the actual climax scenes are not included, so please feel free to immerse yourself in the work's world without worry.

This work doesn't just offer a situation to enjoy; it delves deeply into the psychological aspect of how unspoken feelings transform and are expressed through a certain "object."

If you are looking to experience the irresistible waves of emotion hidden within the small moments of daily life, I highly recommend picking up this work. I am sure you will have a warm yet slightly poignant, unforgettable moment.