I haven't been lucky with work or women. The only comfort in my otherwise miserable life is my neighbor, Suzume-san, a married woman. She's a bit of an airhead and unintentionally flashes her cleavage or panty line, making me blush. She's always smiling. One day, I hear her scream and go to help, but seeing her in such a state, I can't control myself and cross the line.
