I'm going to re-create the story of everyone's post. My wife was snatched by a jealous girl from Niigata, and her story is from Mr. RY in the side district of TKyoto S.
This summer, I came from my home in Niigata to stay at my house in Tokyo because of a great adventure during the summer vacation. My uncle was still smiling at the little boy, who showed a bit of an irritability. But one holiday morning, my wife who was cleaning the house suddenly said to me, "Aunty!!" I cried, and bastard! said he, scrambling the Oh Morretz skirt. Hmm.