"Until when will that wannabe woman interfere with Edrik? To the point that I have to handle all of this on my own? Imagine that! Me... alone! I used to always be accompanied and assisted. Now?" Vanya grumbled, roughly placing the pile of documents in her hand on the table.

The girl in the extremely short skirt plopped down in her chair. She massaged her temples, which ached from the mounting workload. And it felt even worse when she recalled how troublesome her shopping spree at the mall was yesterday. All to find a new outfit to seduce Edrik.

Not just that, early in the morning, Vanya had meticulously done...