Married for five years, I was slightly surprised to see my wife lively and cheerful again. She happily told me she'd been scouted as a model in front of the station. Although she initially said she couldn't do it, she insisted strongly, clearly craving some excitement in her life. I reluctantly agreed to let her just observe. But after returning with boosted confidence, her enthusiasm only grew stronger. I sensed danger in her determination, so we agreed as a couple that underwear modeling was off-limits. Yet from that day on, an uneasy feeling in my chest refused to subside...