One day, my wife Rena told me that there would be a camping event organized by the neighborhood association. For some reason, it was scheduled for a weekday, and I had intended to decline, but the neighborhood association chair, Nakata, had spoken to my boss at work, so I ended up being forced to participate half-heartedly. On the day of the camping trip, Rena and I were supposed to go to the location separately with the women's association and the young men's division, but there was no one at the address we were given. When I contacted Rena, it seemed that due to some trouble, there were only four participants. I hope nothing strange happens since Rena isn't good with alcohol…
