"If not for people pulling strings for you behind the scenes, how on earth would everything go so smoothly for you? You're not qualified to put on airs, woman."
"Your petty cleverness can't even protect you. So, what's making you arrogant? What gives you the right to be willful? It's nothing but appeasement from our boss, pampering you, standing up for you, that you can swagger around in Serene City."
"You, woman, are heartless and reckless. You are an ingrate!"
"You regard yourself so highly, thinking the world owes you something. But have you ever done anything for others? So, on what grounds do you criticize our boss? What gives you the right to complain about him, to hate him?"
"In the end, it's your father who is using our boss, climbing the social ladder. Yet, you think you're so important. Don't think that our boss can't do without you. If he wants to, he's not lacking for choices."
