Soon after moving to this area at my wife's request, I heard the neighborhood association was organizing a 2-night, 3-day camping trip. Initially, I had no intention of joining, but after my wife pleaded with me, we decided to attend together. Almost all members of the association were supposedly participating, but upon arriving at the campsite, we found only three middle-aged men besides our couple. When I tried to leave immediately, the neighborhood men surrounded me, forced me to drink until I passed out. That night, I lay unconscious as the middle-aged men took turns whispering my wife Ishihara Nozomi's name and disappearing into the tent with her.