One day, when I got home from work, my wife Mao handed me a piece of paper. It seems that a 2-night, 3-day camp will be held in the news of the event. Moreover, it seems that it will be held on a weekday, and of course I will not be attending, but Mao will be looked down upon by the women's association, so it seems difficult for her to refuse, so I reluctantly decide to see her wife off. The night I saw her off, I got worried and called her, but I couldn't get through. And when I heard from a local newspaper store that there were four participants, including her wife, I couldn't stop feeling strangely uneasy...
