I live alone and today I'm going home to drink. I headed to the massage shop I was worried about. The so-called shady, erotic massage. She welcomed me with the atmosphere of a married woman and entertained me for a while. A few days later, Mr. Morisawa, a beautiful married woman in the neighborhood always saw him. Morisawa-san has always been beautiful and I wish someone like that were my wife. Today, when we passed each other, I nodded, but somewhere, yes, that massage lady. Maybe that's the way it should be, and night. I went to a massage parlor to see if the woman was there. Then I decided to ask the woman who came out. Do you happen to be Morisawa-san? And...