C143 Exhaustion

All sorts of unpleasant things came out of her mouth, but she didn't feel out of place. It was as if her previous benevolence was all an act.

I subconsciously bit my lips and turned around to leave. I wasn't a masochist, so I wanted to catch up to them and get scolded. Moreover, a shrew was a very scary existence.

As I turned around, the wooden tablet began to tremble once more