Sanae had trained me in my father’s place ever since I was little. She simply raised her left hand to block my attack, then casually used my momentum to hurl me out the window.
Come on, we’re on the seventeenth floor! No matter how tough I am, I’m still human. I’d die if I fell. How could you do that to me?
As I grumbled, I pulled the Jericho pistol I’d prepared from inside my clothes. While climbing along the window, I fired repeatedly at Sanae’s vital spots.
I spent the ‘best’ seventeen years of my life with you by my side. Thank you. Today, I’m saying goodbye. Bye~~~~ Dear big sister, I hope you keep up your usual spirit in hell and turn the place upside down with your indifferent sense of justice.
My lord, you have cast a wide net. . . But it's unethical to be so titillating. . . Author's reply: Ah, this, if someone pays attention to it, I will be motivated to write it down... If no one replies, I will...