A company retreat hosted by my new workplace. We were told it was mandatory for employees to attend with their spouses, so I brought my wife, Ichika. However, the only participants were the company president and my supervisor, which felt strange from the start. The accommodation was luxurious, the meals delicious, and I was plied with so much alcohol that I blacked out and woke up the next morning. Still groggy from a hangover, I headed to breakfast, only to find Ichika already chatting intimately with the president and my boss. Their physical contact had increased, and they seemed far too close for comfort.