I told her to cut back on household expenses, and she flipped out and left the house. Seriously… I'm working my ass off every day at a shitty company, pulling overtime like a corporate slave, and this stupid wife of mine doesn't even know what I go through… She's pissing me off… I'm gonna divorce her! After talking like that in the rundown kitchen late at night, the doorbell rang. When I went to check, 'my wife's mother Kanako' came visiting with an apologetic face... 'I'm sorry about my daughter… I'll take care of things around the house until she returns.'
