Nao, the married woman living next door, was being abused by her husband almost every night. I could always hear her sobbing, and then her moans as they made up for it with sex... But even so, I loved Nao, who always had an apologetic smile on her face. Tonight, I heard the couple arguing again, but it was different from usual... When I went outside, I found Nao, lightly dressed and out in the cold, sobbing. I hurriedly invited her, shivering with loneliness, into my room...