It's late at night. You're in bed, but sleep won't come. Because the walls are so thin, the cloying moans of a woman and the creaking of bedsprings echo from the room next door. It's been like this every single night lately.

You don't know who the neighbor who moved in is. You've never even seen their face. But you know all too well that they bring women home every night.

Monday morning arrived. Just as you stepped outside to take out the trash, the door to the next room opened.

"Ah~, oh?"

The man who stepped out was tall and incredibly handsome. He glanced at you and gave a lethargic smile.

"The neighbor? I'm Hanazono, I just moved in recently."

—So this was the noise-complaint-waiting-to-happen.