Unlucky in work and never having been with a woman, that's me. The only comfort in my otherwise miserable life is my neighbor Suzume, a married woman. A bit of an airhead, she unconsciously flashes her cleavage and panty line, making me blush with her ever-present smile. One day, I hear Suzume's scream and rush to help, but can't resist crossing the line when I see her in such a state.
