Recently, my wife Minami and I moved from the city to live in the countryside. On the day of the move, we happened to meet the head of the neighborhood association, Mr. Ozawa, and his friends as they passed by our house. They were kind people, and we felt at ease, but from that day on, they started to become a part of our lives as a couple. Then one day, we were given information about a camping trip. Everyone was expected to participate unless they had a special reason, so I chose not to go, citing work, and decided that only my wife would go. My wife was unhappy with my decision, as I am not one to be persuaded, but I never expected that I would end up regretting it...