The feeling of incongruity was trivial. My wife wore underwear that she had never worn before. It's not a color. I felt like I had never seen it before. When he returned home to forget his papers, he knew that the feeling of incongruity was real. His wife was being held by another man. The wife with the female's face made a violent and thick act, and I looked at it in comfort. A little cooler, I went back to work. My wife was kind to me when I came home as if nothing had happened, but my wife's flirtation scene groaned and left her to anger and committed a whistle-to-mouth attack. When I became calm again, I apologized. I can't make it as it is. I decided to put a camera at home to suppress the evidence of my wife's affair.