When I pointed out her wasteful spending habits, the foolish wife flew into a rage and left the house. Honestly... I'm working as a corporate slave with overtime every day at a black company... The foolish wife doesn't even know my worries... I'm furious... I'll just divorce her...! While I was seething in the dilapidated late-night kitchen, the doorbell rang. When I went to open the door, "the wife's mother, Honami-san" came to visit with an apologetic expression... "My daughter is sorry... I'll take care of things at home until she comes back..."
