One day, my wife Tsugumi received a notice about joining a camping trip. I wondered who would actually go since it was during the workweek, but she insisted on attending, worried about what the neighborhood and women's association might think if she didn't participate. Naturally, I declined due to work commitments, but figuring she'd be safe with a large group, I let her go. That night, I received an email from her revealing that only four people had shown up. She also mentioned poor cell reception and the difficulty of returning, as the trip was set for three days and two nights deep in the mountains. To make matters worse, I later learned from a neighbor that the event was unofficial, which only intensified my anxiety.