I've been married for five years and run a small izakaya with my wife. About half a year ago, a man named Takemoto started frequenting our place. Apparently, he's quite the go-getter, having served two consecutive terms as a local politician despite his youth. Every time he's tipsy, he hits on my wife, and she smoothly brushes him off with a smile. I found their banter endearing. But one evening, I witnessed a shocking scene...!
