Satoshi, who has been in Tokyo for five years now, is actively job hunting. One day, tired of his daily routine, he spotted a married office lady, Mizuho, at his apartment complex on his way back home. She was distributing flyers for household goods into the mailboxes. Satoshi was captivated by her shapely legs in stockings, perfect figure, and elegant face. Ever since that day, Satoshi couldn't stop thinking about Mizuho and wished for their paths to cross again every day. One night, he found Mizuho slumped over in front of his room, drunk…
