Watazaburo Shibata was kicked out of the securities sales department.

Looking at the smug Sasaki, his face was full of anger, but he couldn't suppress the feeling of fear in his heart.

These days.

He has been busy looking for a new job.

However, because he was fired, he couldn't find a suitable job. In addition, he had lost a lot of money in the stock market before, and after paying off this month's mortgage, he didn't have much savings left.

That's why.

With so much pressure on his heart, he didn't notice anything strange happening to his wife.

But now that Sasaki suddenly mentioned it, he immediately thought that his wife seemed to have become a different person recently.

Underwear seems to have become sexy, skirts are worn more frequently, and high heels, which were rarely worn, are now worn on feet.

No way! Shana won't betray me at this time.

Definitely not!

Just then, a woman wearing a miniskirt and high heels came from afar.

The black stockings are tempting, the black lace underwear is faintly visible, and the ups and downs of the shape make people's heart beat fast.

"Xana, why are you here?" Shibata Watasaburo asked with fear, totally unable to believe that his wife was dressed so promiscuously.

There was no sign of anything unusual on Shibata Natsuna's face. She just threw a document in her hand over and said, "This is a divorce agreement. Please sign it."

"Bitch! How can you file for divorce!"

"Why not? You have nothing now, and I'm going to work here. It's okay if you don't sign, then just wait for the lawsuit."

A prosecution.

Shattered Shibata Watazaburo's last hope.

How can he face his wife when she files for divorce?

I watched Shibata Nana walk away, and then watched her get into the car with Sasaki's smirk.

The most unacceptable scene soon appeared before my eyes.

The car not far away seemed to have springs on its tires, bouncing up and down.

A moment.

Shibata Watasaburo collapsed.

He never dreamed that the woman who once depended on him for survival would dare to do such a thing in front of him.

The huge humiliation brought unprecedented anger, and as a result, Shibata Watasaburo's face instantly turned as red as a shrimp in a frying pan, and the veins on his forehead began to jump like earthworms.

I lost my money! I lost my job! I lost my pension! I can’t find a new job!

His only wife actually betrayed him at this time! He couldn't suppress the deep hatred in his heart.

With a thought of destruction in mind, Shibata Watasaburo rushed towards the car with his fists clenched like a madman.

However, how could a deliberate revenge be carried out without any preparation? Before Shibata Watazaburo could reach the front of the car, he was stopped by three or four security guards.

Sasaki rolled down the car window, lit a cigarette, smiled happily and said, "Senior Shibata, your wife is really great!"

"Asshole! You beast!"

"Senior, why do you look so angry? Speaking of which, your wife's skills are so great. I want to thank you for your training, haha."

“.”

He was beaten up badly.

Shibata Watasaburo left here with hatred and great shame.

But as I walked, my heart started to hurt so much that I couldn't breathe.

hateful!

I was already a big shot, why did I suddenly become like this! It felt like an invisible hand was controlling my fate, and it all started when I met that guy named Naoko Nagano.

asshole!

I will never forgive you!!

And at this moment.

Nao Nagano was sitting in his office reading today's newspaper.

There were quite a few interesting news, mainly about the three idiots from Polo sending signals of independence, and the news about negotiations between the German Democratic Republic and the Federal Republic of Germany.

The office door was pushed open.

Then Kurata Himiri came over with the washed tea set.

After putting the tea set away, she lifted her skirt and knelt in front of Nagano Nao and began to brew tea skillfully.

Putting the teacup in a position where Nagano could reach it most easily, Kurata Himiri clenched her hands into small fists and tapped his legs gently.

There was no change on Nagano Nao's face.

Since becoming a book, life has become more and more decadent and feudal.

Prosperity, democracy, civilization, and harmony; freedom, equality, justice, and the rule of law; patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendliness.

I silently recited the twenty-four-character mantra to warn myself not to be too corrupt, but in my heart I felt an extremely great sense of satisfaction that was pulling me into the abyss.

Damn it! The poison of capitalism actually wants to corrode my proud heart?! How could I, a cosmic violent dragon, be conquered by such a small satisfaction!

Although I am a little Japanese, I have a righteous soul in my heart! "Master, is the force too strong?" Seeing that Nagano Nao looked very strange, Kurata Himiri asked obediently.

This question.

Nagano Nao's defense broke down on the spot.

Finished!

Finished!

I can't lie to myself. What should I do if I don't want to go back? "No, Feili, you are very strong! You just don't have to work so hard every day."

"This is what Himiri should do!" Kurata Himiri said as a matter of course, and her little fist changed to pinching, making the person being pinched feel so comfortable that he almost wanted to hum.

Bang bang.

There was a knock on the door.

Kurata Kisiri's job was to guard the door for the president, so after receiving the instructions, she went over and invited the person in.

The person who came was the Director of the General Affairs Department, Sumitake Yonekura. He bowed and greeted him, then explained his purpose with a somewhat uneasy mood.

"Mr. President, this is a new device that we purchased a while ago. Since the design cost is quite high, please review it."

A reimbursement form was handed over.

Regarding the computer purchases mentioned at the meeting.

They were all Toshiba machines, a total of one hundred units, with a total price of 76,800,000 yen.

Nagano Nao took the list and looked at it.

Coincidentally, Chiyuki had nothing to do during the autumn vacation, so Nagano Nao bought her a computer of the same model.

The price is only four hundred and fifty thousand.

Moreover, this is just one machine purchased from a specialty store. If one hundred machines were purchased in bulk, the price would definitely be much lower.

But obviously, the price of the machines that the General Affairs Department wanted to purchase not only did not decrease but almost doubled.

Because there was no expression on Nagano Nao's face, Yonekura Sumire couldn't help but feel nervous when he looked at her.

Is the master going to deal with me next?

Cold sweat oozed from my forehead.

I want to explain, but I don't know where to start.

Nagano Nao didn't ask anything, but just said, "Kurata, please bring me the ink pad."

"Ha Yi!"

Take out the seal and dip it in ink.

Nagano Nao stamped the seal on the form, and Yonekura Sumire breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly bent down and took it with both hands, then backed out of the office feeling exhausted.

Kurata Himiri closed the door and complained, "Sir, this bastard is deceiving you! I have seen such a computer at Toshiba before, and it only costs 450,000 yen."

"I know!"

"Ah! Then why grant such a hateful request?"

"Because he's sending a letter of surrender!"

"What?"

"Women shouldn't ask so many questions."

"oh."

And so it was noon.

Nagano Nao put on his shoes and prepared to go home from get off work.

As soon as I walked to the door, a drunk guy rushed over like a madman with a kitchen knife in his hand: "Nagano, you bastard! I will kill you today!!"

“.”

(End of this chapter)