She was moved by her husband's transfer. The neighbour who looked gentle was actually the transformation of a woman's dress habit. Suemie asked her husband, "I feel sorry for her dress," the neighbour heard from the thin wall. The angry neighbor sneaked into the house of Sumie and put the sleeping pill into the tea. Soon the neighbor came again to the violet, who had fallen asleep with tea. The neighbour was bitten by the defenseless body, and he was awake.