My wife had always seemed to be dissatisfied with the manners of the single man living in the apartment next door. 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 Mr. Miyashita's room to protest on behalf of the women's division... From that day on, I began to notice a clear change in my wife's behavior...