With the beautiful neighbor, Aya Narimiya, MOND-305

Living alone and single, I went home after drinking again today. Since I had some money in my pocket, I went to a massage parlor I'd been interested in for a while. It was a so-called "suspicious" and erotic massage parlor. A woman with a married woman's aura greeted me, and I enjoyed an exceptional time. A few days later, I saw the beautiful married woman, Ms. Narumiya, who frequented the neighborhood. Ms. Narumiya was always so beautiful; I thought how wonderful it would be to marry someone like her. Today, as I passed her, I nodded in greeting, but then it suddenly occurred to me: Wait, that masseuse! Could it be…? But how could it be…? So, with the thought that "perhaps that woman is still there," I went to the massage parlor again. Then, mustering my courage, I asked the woman who greeted me, "Excuse me, are you Ms. Narumiya?"