During that time, my sister, whose face turned red, probably because she couldn’t stand how I had ignored her, tried to hit me, but her fist never reached me.
“Wait a minute, Laura. I understand you are angry because she is your own sister since I had an older brother who was just as useless as she was. However, this fellow’s attitude of a loser before my fiancée is even more infuriating than that. Can’t you let me crush this thing in your stead?”
“If Zen wants to go that far, then… It’s fine. In return, you can make her regret making a fool of me and this village by hurting her for me.”
“Yeah, that was the plan all along. I was planning on beating her up until she begged me to kill her.”
“That’s my fiance for you.”
My sister, who had been on the verge of rage, was in love with a man named Zen, and she gave me up to him, whom she had probably identified as her prey.
I was surprised at the sight of him, but that convinced me he was indeed her fiance.
I rejoiced in that fact and thanked God for the first time in my life because I could smash my sister’s beloved fiance right in front of my parents and my sister, who abandoned me. It’s the best situation ever.
Still, no matter how much he may look down on me, is he saying ‘please crush me’ by standing there in front of me, his enemy, without a trace of tension?
It must surely be so.
So I’m going to crush my sister’s fiance’s crotch, for starters.