In the next room of the condominium where we and our spouse live, there lived a so-called "troublesome person" who no one in the neighborhood wanted to look at. I was always screaming loudly on my cell phone and roaming around the common area, and I was weak, and I lived with a stance of not being cursed by the untouched god. One day, it seems that his wife, who happened to be an officer this year, reluctantly went to the neighbor's room by himself during the day to collect management expenses.