My best friend's boyfriend was a shameless flirt, a womanizer who lived off women and beat his partners.
In my previous life, I stood up for her, determined to save her from misery.
But she thought I was trying to steal her precious scumbag boyfriend and grew to hate me, secretly poisoning my food.
When I was gravely ill, I learned the truth and died of rage and grief.
Now that I'm reborn, I'll make sure those two disasters are stuck together for good.
May they spend their lives surrounded by trouble, remain devoted to doing harm, grow old together in misery, and muddle through a hundred years side by side.
