I had been married to my husband for three years, but our relationship was far from good, and we were constantly fighting. Our nighttime activities had completely stopped, and wanting to ease my loneliness, I decided to kill time at a bar near my office before going home. The bar was run by a single bartender named Ozawa, and I felt comfortable there, so I gradually started to frequent it more and more. Just as I was thinking of forgiving my husband, I found out he had been cheating on me. Feeling exhausted, I went to the bar. I begged Ozawa to help me forget about my husband...