After I warned her about her spending habits, she threw a fit and left the house. What the hell... I'm working my ass off every day at this shitty company, pulling overtime like a corporate slave, and she doesn't even know how much stress I'm under... This stupid wife of mine... I'm so pissed... I'm gonna divorce her! After ranting like that in the rundown midnight kitchen, the doorbell rang. When I went to check, 'my wife's mother, Yasunami,' came visiting with an apologetic face... 'I'm sorry about my daughter... I'll take care of things at home until she returns...'.
