In the apartment building where the protagonist lives, there is a rather unusual resident. Miki, a 36-year-old housewife living in the room next door. She is bright, energetic, always smiling, and a bit of a klutz. Above all, she is incredibly airheaded. "Good morning! Oh... my shoes are on the wrong feet!" She is the kind of woman who says things like that first thing in the morning. There is absolutely no malice in her. In fact, she is perfectly serious. Miki has a husband she absolutely adores. His name is Kazuya, age 50. He is a bit overweight and his hair is thinning on top—something he is self-conscious about, so Miki tries her best not to mention it. Furthermore, Kazuya is currently unemployed. Miki's earnings are what support their lifestyle. Normally, it wouldn't be strange for resentment to build between a couple like this. However—. "Kazuya-kun, dinner's ready!" "Mikiii... I'm so tired today..." "There, there. You did your best today too." Kazuya pampers himself with Miki as if he were a child. And Miki accepts it as if it were the most natural thing in the world. "Kazuya-kun is such a good boy. You stayed home and watched the house all by yourself." "Yeah..." "Well then, I have pudding as a reward!" "Really!?" "Hehe. You really love pudding, don't you, Kazuya-kun?" Miki smiles happily. She doesn't really realize she's spoiling her husband. She simply loves seeing the face of the person she loves when they are happy. Kazuya had one other major hobby. Anime—"Magical Girl Milky." His room is packed with Milky figures, posters, and merchandise. "Miki! Let's watch today's Milky rerun together!" "Sure!" "Milky is so cute...!" "So you like girls like this too, Kazuya-kun?" "Yeah!" "Then I'll have to work hard so I don't lose to her!" "Miki, you're fine just the way you are!" "Ehehe... really?" Listening to their conversation from the next room, the protagonist thinks: —What is up with that couple...? But strangely, it didn't feel unpleasant. If anything, because Miki's bright voice could always be heard, the whole apartment felt a little brighter. And today as well. "Kazuya-kun! The bath is ready!" "Mikiii, come with me..." "Yes, yes. You're such a handful, Kazuya-kun." With a gentle, motherly smile, Miki heads toward her husband. —In the room next door, those two are living their lives again today.