My husband, who was in charge of collecting overdue payments at his workplace, became overwhelmed by the pressure to meet quotas and eventually developed neurosis.
In a fit of frustration during a visit, he got into a violent altercation and was fired.
To compensate for the damages and support our livelihood, Azusa decided to take over the task of collecting overdue payments in his place.
The target was Yuta, an unemployed man living in a rundown apartment.
Azusa, desperate to meet the quota, wore a suit that couldn’t hide her voluptuous figure.
Yuta, already simmering with pent-up desire, couldn’t hold back any longer.
“I’ll pay, but let me do it!” he demanded…