Five years have passed since I married a saint who was a company co-worker. I am going to help my boss, Ozawa, who is in good relationship with my wife, who is good at relations with my wife. A few days after moving, I was confused with Ozawa from my wife. I was laughing at the usual joke, but I was told to show evidence. When it goes to the designated Japanese room, it becomes a magic mirror, and the saint who should go out comes to the room in the other side.