I make a living as a painter, and by chance, I had promised to paint a picture of Hikari, the married woman next door whom I secretly admire. However, on the day I was looking forward to it, Typhoon 16 hit us directly. The trains stopped and it was raining so hard that my wife couldn't get home from work. And just when I was about to give up, Hikari arrived soaking wet. I was captivated by Hikari wet, see-through underwear, and the phrase "blessed rain" came to mind...