449 The Days of Suffering for the Female Imp (Continued)_2

Kamiyagawa: ...

I can't take it anymore.

Kamiya indeed had a strong reaction to Satoru.

Her blood pressure had maxed out.

She had been telling herself that this brat was her sister-in-law after all. But today, even the telephone that "gave birth" to Mary and Satoru speaking wouldn't work. She had to give her a painful lesson to make her remember.

"I think you've lost your mind."

Unable to endure any longer, Kamiya raised her hand and pressed it against Satoru's face.

"Eh?"

Satoru, drunk and oblivious, hadn't realized what was happening.

Though she was fiery, she was merely a small supernatural creature, frail and light, easily pushed and with a "thud" fell onto the bed, the half-bottle of Pomegranate Wine she had been holding rolled onto the floor.

Rank E Satoru was no match for Kamiya at all.

After being pinned down, the brat's drunkenness sobered up somewhat, and she began to struggle vehemently.

But Kamiya's education had already begun...