"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"
Lying on the bed, Vera cried loudly amidst the sound of the slaps. "Waaah, I'm wrong~ I'm wrong~ Stop hitting me, if you keep hitting me, I'm gonna die! Waaah waah waah~"
But Yila just had a dark expression on his face, raised the birch stick in his hand, and looked at Vera, whose tongue was hanging out, pretending to roll her eyes. He simply poked Vera's temple with the stick.
"Ve! Ra! Ya! I! Er! Me! Ni! O! Sa! Ya! To! Si! What were you thinking? Huh?!!"
Yila gritted his teeth as he spoke, and while he spoke, he gave Vera's big butt a smack and said, "Didn't you promise me you would behave? I said I believed you, didn't I?"
"..."
But Vera didn't respond... Strictly speaking, she didn't move at all.
"Mr. Yila, don't you think you're being a bit too harsh?"
Satan Ye said, looking a bit pitifully at the seemingly pitiful Vera as she got her butt quickly smacked by Yila's scattered blows. Every smack made Satan Ye's tail tense up.
