A person named Nakamura-san lives in our neighborhood. He was a middle-aged man with a negative aura, who said that his wife and child ran away with him just the other day, and that he had no luck even from a grouper's point of view. One day, my wife told me, "Mr. Nakamura next door, you injured your leg at work." I smiled wryly and tolerated the behavior of my wife, who seemed to take care of her unfortunate neighbor more than necessary...
