The couple living in the next apartment, Mr. and Mrs. Uehara, are both in their mid-twenties, full of energy and eager to have fun, exuding a delinquent atmosphere. Recently, as their neighbor, I've noticed something about them. In the early morning, Mr. Uehara heads to the construction site with his lunchbox. Mrs. Uehara, holding an infant, stands at the entrance to see him off. As soon as he leaves, every single morning, she lets out a bored and heated sigh of a woman…
