I'm Keisuke, 38 years old. His wife, Sorami, 36 years old. A yakuza-like man named Aikawa lived in the room right above my apartment building, and lately, he's been bothering me with various noises from the upper floors and the manners of taking out the trash. My wife was always angry at Aikawa, who didn't even look at me and smoked a cigarette even when we passed each other. One day. I was a pacifist, so I told her to stop, but she said that her wife couldn't take it anymore and went to Aikawa's room on the upper floor to protest. …It was after that day that my wife changed.
