In the town of Shiraki, where vast fields spread out, a local revitalization project began. As a management consultant involved in the project, I found myself frequently visiting the home of a kind couple. In this rural town with no convenience stores or entertainment facilities, Mrs. Yuko, who lives there, seemed to have too much time on her hands. Whether she was cleaning…or eating…she would always glance at me, and as someone with little experience with women, my heart would race. One day, taking advantage of a moment when her husband was asleep, Mrs. Yuko suddenly attacked me…
