An acquaintance introduced me to a room in a multi-tenant building called a man's warehouse. A room of six tatami mats was covered with DVCAM tapes, and an introductory text was written in letters the size of a grain of rice. For some unfathomable reason, the man said he had to let go of this huge amount of tapes, so he approached me with a business meeting. The content is about a woman who attends a certain famous private school being trained by the servants of the house.
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