I'm Ryosuke. He lives with his wife, Akari, in a 30-year-old, pleasantly dilapidated company-owned apartment. The other night, the bathroom in my house broke down somehow, something like a broken water pipe. It was late, so I called a plumber in the city, who was called a plumbing emergency service. Then, it turns out that the "middle-aged trader" is a taciturn, taciturn man who exudes a sour atmosphere...
