I'm striving toward the world judo championships, so I make it a habit to go jogging every morning. Although I normally hate getting up early, I've been waking up on time without fail lately, which feels strange. The reason? Every morning when I take out the trash, I see the beautiful housewife from the neighboring apartment. Her bra rides up, and I catch glimpses of her pink nipples peeking through. Just that sight makes my heart race uncontrollably. But as much as I try to focus on my jog, I can't help but lose concentration, constantly distracted by stolen glances at her.