Help Me!

As soon as I swung the frying pan, the Fox Deity immediately reverted to her spirit form, voiced her confusion, and boldly questioned me as though she had done nothing wrong.

- Why are you angry? I handled everything properly, so you ought to praise me.

"Praise you? Did you just say I should praise you?"

The sheer absurdity made the back of my neck ache.

Did she really not know what she'd done? If she didn't, there was something wrong with her intelligence.

No, wait—now that I think about it, she really does have a problem, doesn't she?

If she'd had a sound thought process, she wouldn't have shot me with a TS beam just because I'd used her as masturbation material.

Feeling rage surge from the depths of my heart, I hurled curses at the Fox Deity.

"What the hell were you thinking, telling her to come here, you crazy bitch?! You could've just let it slide!"

- Was I supposed to keep enduring that unbearable sight? I only dealt with it because watching it was making me feel like I was going to develop hwa-byeong. What exactly is the problem...