"You said your stock was piling up, so I had my father help you find channels; you said your capital turnover was tight, and I lent it to you! After all these years of dealing with me, Dongye Yuusei, where have I wronged you?"
Dongye Yuusei spoke word by word, his expression growing increasingly fierce as he stretched out his hand and pinched Yamamoto Nai's fair cheeks, twisting them forcefully, turning them red and swollen.
The intense pain and extreme fear made Yamamoto Nai's tears stream down all three of her eyes as she shook her head pitifully, looking at Dongye Yuusei in an attempt to awaken his sympathy.
"Slap!"
