Three years after marrying my wife, Rio, we were tired of city life and were attracted by an ad looking for immigrants, so we moved to the countryside. The welcome party held by the chairman, Mr. Ozawa, was a friendly one, but when the topic of camping came up, everyone's attitudes changed instantly. We were told that everyone was obligated to participate in the three-day, two-night town camp that is often held for socializing. When I told her that it was a weekday and I couldn't take time off work, she insisted that Rio go camping alone, so I ended up sending Rio camping alone...