My wife had always seemed to be dissatisfied with the manners of the man living next door, a man with a shabby appearance. From smoking in the shared space to the day the trash was taken out, to neighborhood association activities, and so on... Being a pacifist, I tried to calm him down by telling him not to cause too much trouble, but one day my wife, who is an officer in the neighborhood association, apparently went alone to our neighbor's room on behalf of the women's group to protest... From that day on, I began to notice a clear change in my wife's behavior...