I lived a ronin life in a rented apartment, so I was a so-called "virgin" who had no experience with women. Mr. and Mrs. Misaki live in the next room. His wife was a bright and cheerful woman with a very nice smile. It was my daily routine to delusion and humiliate such a married woman in my brain. One day, Misaki's wife said that she would share the side dishes for her dinner, and she visited my room.
