"Okay! Enter me. Enter me through the hole in the wall!" My summer memories of standing behind the wall with the lady next door (FTHT-240)

One day, there was a hole in the wall between my room and the room next door… As I listened to the sounds of daily life coming through the thin walls of the dilapidated apartment, I started talking to the woman who lived next door. Then, I stood up and, together with the woman in the next room, retreated through the hole in the wall.