MOND-248 The wife of my neighbor is a massage therapist.

I live alone and single. Every day, I can't help feeling jealous when I see the couple in the neighborhood who seem to get along well. After work, I go to a shady massage parlor, where I fumble with my phone. She welcomes me with an atmosphere like that of a married woman and entertains me for a while. A few days later, Mr. Ito, a beautiful married woman I always see in the neighborhood. Today, as we passed each other, I nodded, but somewhere, yes, that masseuse. Maybe I should...