after living apart from my wife for 3 months on a solo assignment, around the time i got used to this life... i met an married woman named an komatsu next door and fell in love at first sight. even though i was tormented by guilt towards my wife, i couldn't get an out of my head. "would you like me to lend you the shower?" one day, she called out to me, who was sweating and troubled because i had lost my keys. taking advantage of her kindness, i ended up staying at an's house, and i lost my reason when i saw an, who usually wears long skirts, in her defenseless loungewear…
