It was the first weekend since I moved. I had finished organizing my belongings and all that was left was to put away the cardboard boxes, when a man and woman claiming to be from the neighborhood association showed up. One was a man who said he was the neighborhood association president, and the other was a slender beauty with beautiful features. They had heard I had just moved in and had come to recruit me to join the neighborhood association. I had only half-listened to their explanation of the neighborhood association's activities, intending to decline. However, the beautiful woman's enthusiastic invitation...