This time, the Arisaka couple moved into the next apartment. They kindly presented me with a small gift and greeted me at the front door, but as a single salaryman, my gaze was already drawn to the "accidental glimpse of Arisaka's wife's chest" that one often sees in daily life—visible yet invisible, thrilling and defenseless. Since then, in the casual routine of apartment living, I have become greedily intent on peeking at the "visible bra straps" of my neighbor's wife...
