Everything happened out of kindness. I was going to go to a convenience store because I was hungry, but there was a woman slumped down on the floor below. "Huh, what's going on?" When I looked closely at her face, could it be...? Is this person the wife who lives nearby? Even if I called out to her, "Hey, Mrs.," she was drunk and barely responded. So I took care of her in my room, and when she mumbled that her clothes and stockings were uncomfortable, I took them off out of kindness. I think the wife who is helplessly drunk is more to blame, so I did a little mischief...