The portly man with the big ears felt his hair stand on end under the other's stare.
But he pretended not to care.
"Why are you glaring at me? I'm not your creditor," he said casually.
Gradually, the man's breathing grew heavy.
His teeth were clenched, and his face was beet red.
Feeling even more uneasy, the portly man wondered.
"What exactly do you want..."
"It's you, you seduced my wife, I'll kill you..."
With a sudden howl, the man charged over.
He grabbed the portly man by the scruff of his neck.
The portly man jumped in fright and struggled with all his might.
"Are you crazy, who seduced your wife? I'm a respectable person..."
Despite his vehement denial,
The portly man couldn't shake the feeling that he recognized this fellow.
This gave rise to suspicion in his mind.
"Could it be that this guy's wife really did have an affair with me?"
The portly man loved women, was always on the hunt, especially fond of virtuous married women.
