"I'm having an affair with Oshima-san," my wife told me on the phone while I was away on a business trip. I had been expressing my love to her so wholeheartedly every day, but she was having an affair with my boss. I don't even know how long their relationship has been going on for, and I don't want to know. My wife, reflected on my smartphone screen, was being thrusted violently by Oshima and drowning in pleasure. All I could do was despair.