Our long-awaited "purchase of our own home" - with the help of Mr. Kuromatsu, the real estate agent who was very kind to my wife and I, we were finally able to get our hands on a love nest. However, that was when the tragedy began. When Mr. Kuromatsu came to our new home without my husband, he looked at my underwear with lustful eyes. I was anxious about being without my husband... a fear that I could never tell my husband about. I was alone and trembling. Then the next day, in the afternoon when my husband was not there, the intercom rang at our house, and when I went outside...