I'm proud of my wife Touko, who is caring and never complains about my ordinary life and lack of success. On the same floor, the room next door lives a young man who is a so-called 'otaku' and is apparently addicted to private photo sessions. He's single and quiet, but surprisingly nice, and while Touko looks after him in various ways, he ends up taking photos of Touko through an unexpected turn of events. "Why not, let me take your picture," he says, and when I let my guard down, he shows his true colors...