I’ve been married to my wife, Marina, for three years, and we have to move again this year because of my job transfer. This time, I asked Mr. Ozawa, a senior at my rugby club to help us move. When I tell my wife to take a break, she seems unhappy.

In fact, she’s been acting distant since the day she rode in the back of the truck with Mr. Ozawa. And on the morning of my wife’s birthday, I hid inside a box of supplies, and I saw something shocking.