My wife seemed to dislike a man named Ikeda who lived in the apartment next door ever since they first moved in. She would complain, saying, "He's vulgar, has no class, and keeps staring at me," "I can't stand his face," and "I can't stand his smell," and I, her husband, would calm her down by saying, "Come on, lol." But then, one day, when I came home from work, I found my wife passionately kissing the middle-aged man next door, the same man she had said she "can't stand"...!