Five years have passed since I married my colleague, Hijiri. With a promotion on the horizon and a good relationship with my wife, we even helped our boss, Mr. Ozawa, move houses. A few days after the move, Mr. Ozawa confessed to having an affair with a married woman. I laughed it off as a usual joke, but he said he would show me the evidence. When I went to the designated tatami room, it was a magic mirror, and my wife, who was supposed to have gone out, came into the other room...