I lived an unemployed life in a rented apartment, and I had the identity of a so-called “virgin” who had no experience with women. Mr. and Mrs. Misaki lived in the room next door. His wife was a bright, cheerful woman with a beautiful smile. My daily routine was to fantasize and humiliate such a married woman in my head. One day, Misaki's wife came to my room and said that she would share the side dishes for dinner.