Life goes wrong.It's been a while since I started selling dangerous videos from a mysterious uncle, but instead of increasing my savings, my spirit is worn out and I've lost sight of the meaning of life.Even if they earn money, they don't have to worry about old age, and they don't know how to use it to enrich their lives.At most, I can add salad to my gyudon and pretend to be concerned about my health.Even if I were to become a millionaire, I can't even imagine what the rich people in the movies would do, driving a cruiser in the Caribbean.No matter how much money I have, I don't know how to spend it, either by opening a bottle of champagne that I don't know the taste of at a cabaret club and throwing money at a slightly cuter than usual streamer.Someone once said that the key to a rich life is to live a life that fits your budget, but the anguish of a human being who ended up with more money than he could afford is nothing but luxury. I'm aware that it's not, and I know that even if I talk to Chiebukuro, they'll only write low-level comments like give it to me or donate.I thought about how I could dispel the guilt of being a part of my uncle's crime with money, but since the victims themselves have no memory of being turned into a masturbator in the first place, it would be wrong to pay them alimony. I thought that the best I could do was to visit the place where they worked and contribute to the sales or give them a tip, but I had to find them from their location, so I had to find a stalker. If you imagine that he will behave like a disgusting man, he will be nothing but a disgusting man, and in the end, he will have no choice but to do nothing and just wait and see.