The story is about a woman with rhinitis who has no sense of smell. Naturally she's not interested in perfume or aromatherapy. But she thinks living without fragrance is a good thing when she considers her cat, Tortie, since she'd read an article that aroma oils can be harmful to cats. Once when she isn't feeling well, she runs out of incense for her Buddhist altar. Going out to buy more would be a pain, so she uses incense that she finds in her father's room. She keeps using it without much thought, since she can't smell it anyways. One day, a person appears along with the smoke rising from the incense. She asks what he wants...