I, a single guy living alone, went home drinking again today. After warming up my stomach a bit, I headed to that massage parlor that had been on my mind. It was one of those shady, erotic massages. A woman with a married vibe greeted me and let me enjoy myself for a while. A few days later, there was Narumiya-san, the beautiful housewife I always see around the neighborhood. Narumiya-san is always so beautiful; I thought to myself, 'If someone like her were my wife...' Today, as we passed each other and exchanged nods, I thought, 'Right, that massage girl.' Maybe, but there's no way... And so I headed towards the massage parlor. Then I asked the woman who came out, 'By any chance are you Ms. Narumiya?'
