It's been five years since I worked for a small insurance company. Chased by sales targets, he continued to work for a low monthly salary. My only joy when I spend my days without dreams or hopes is my beautiful boss, Mrs. Kijima. I wonder if she's upset about wearing tight clothes even if she's married or not. One day when I had such delusions, I decided to work overtime alone with Mr. Kijima. I was stressed and developed a sexual desire for Mr. Kijima, and my mind went crazy.