"You understand it's mandatory, right?" We moved to a rural town to open a cafe, me and my wife, Rinka. I learned about their annual camping event held at the town association's regular meeting, which was organized for us. Although I politely declined, citing our business preparations, she insisted, with a stern expression, that at least she should attend. She said she'd be going with the women's association, so I sent her off that day, feeling reassured. However, I only found out later that night that there were only four participants... *Please note that the recorded content may vary depending on the distribution method.*