One evening, my husband came home with his local senior, Hirai. My husband cheerfully served him drinks, laughing about how Hirai lived a lazy life, unemployed and spending all his time playing pachinko. I, Mina, was secretly annoyed, but since he was my husband's guest, I reluctantly took care of the drinks and snacks. "Hirai-senpai apparently got kicked out of his apartment. I decided to let him stay the night," my husband told me. I reluctantly prepared the guest futon. But then...
