My name is Hinata. I run a small town factory that I inherited from my father. Due to the recent recession, I've been running a bicycle every month at the last minute ... The other day, my wife, who works as a clerk, gave me this kind of consultation with a serious look. "... Hey you ... I'm having trouble paying at the end of the month ... I ... only at the end of the month ... I'm thinking of working somewhere else ..." The recruitment screen that my wife showed me was behind the station. It was the site of a sex shop.
