"It's okay now. I guess work is more important to you than your husband." I'd been married to my husband, who I'd been dating since we were students, for three years, but the misunderstandings between us were growing stronger with each passing day. I wanted to continue working, and he wanted me to be a full-time housewife... It was getting hard to even see each other, and I was working more and more overtime. But it was Ozawa, the security guard, who helped soothe my troubled heart. During overtime, the time we spent alone talking with Ozawa, who came on patrol, was what kept me going. When I discovered my husband's affair, he comforted me by saying he'd had the same experience. And then, as if to erase my husband's memory, I shared a passionate kiss with Ozawa...