How to raise a random guy's wife

How to Raise a Stranger's Wife (Author: Slightly Cool and Warm)

Summary:

"I'm a scumbag, not a scumbag boyfriend," Kobayashi Sora reiterated. "We're in a business partnership; talking about feelings will cost money."

Eriri was put in charge of the original illustrations, Kasumigaoka Utaha was in charge of the script, and Tang Keke's group was in charge of the music, supplemented by ideas from another world in his mind.

It is our duty to restore the glory of visual novels!

"Rinya, you have to believe me! We're best brothers, how could I ever hurt you?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: I already have a completed work of over one million words titled "Exorcising Demons with Kikyo."

Chapter 1 Eri Kashiwagi

Zhuangzi dreamed he was a butterfly, but he didn't know whether he was dreaming he was a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming he was Zhuangzi.

She could no longer distinguish whether she was Lin Kongqing or Xiao Lin Kongqing.

In this life, we are students in school and corporate slaves in society. We must adapt to our roles in different worlds.

Kobayashi Sora cleared her thoughts and looked at herself in the mirror.

Black, slightly wavy hair, messy yet refined, clearly styled with care.

His smiling eyes were like a fox's, and his dark pupils were deep.

Her lips were thin, carrying a faint smile, but when the corners of her mouth turned up, it looked like a snake about to spit venom.

No wonder he is still very popular in the fan fiction community despite his extremely poor reputation.

Having a good-looking face is still very important.

Kobayashi Sora straightened her collar, left the restroom, walked down the corridor, past the bustling crowd, and stood in front of the door at the end of the corridor. She gently knocked, "Sister Zhu Yin?"

Akane Akasaka is the founder and representative of the extremely popular doujin circle [rougeenrouge].

【rougeenrouge】 is a name familiar to anyone who regularly attends doujinshi conventions (CM). It's a monster circle whose booth has been located in front of the gate for the past ten years.

Since no exhibition hall could accommodate the queue, it had to be set up in front of the gate so that participants could queue outside.

The categories, products, and creators are incredibly diverse, including doujinshi, games, music CDs, general audience content, 18+ content, derivative works, original content...

They never bore their fans and never go out of style; they are now a huge organization that can be described as a corporation.

Akane Kousaka, the super-popular manga artist and original author who founded the RER circle, is a legendary figure with numerous anime adaptations and whose collected volumes are always bestsellers.

Kobayashi Sora met the other party during a commercial and obtained her contact information through her understanding of her work. Later, with her deliberately trained negotiation skills and network of contacts, she gained the other party's appreciation and became like a secretary to her.

There was no response from inside the door. Kobayashi Sora, as was her habit, pushed the door open and saw a red-haired woman slumped over her desk.

The sleeveless long dress was slit below the waist, revealing her long, slender legs encased in black pantyhose. The sheen of her skin was faintly visible, seemingly flowing with the slight sway of her body.

One of her fair arms was resting on her head, while the other was draped over the table, and she held a wine glass in her hand.

Although he was used to it, the strong smell of alcohol still made Kobayashi Sora frown slightly.

Approaching Akane Akasaka, Kobayashi Sora gently nudged her shoulder, the delicate touch of her skin irresistible. "Akane-nee? Akane-nee, get up."

He raised his voice slightly.

"Hmm?" With a lazy hum, Akane Akasaka opened her eyes, her jewel-like red eyes looking at Sora Kobayashi. "Sora, what brings you here?"

"You're the one who sent me."

"Oh." Akane Akane tapped her red-nailed fingers lightly, the dazed look in her eyes gradually disappearing. She poured herself a glass of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and instantly became much more alert. "Yes, I need to talk to you about something."

He pulled a stack of contracts from the drawer, slammed them on the table, and said, "Sign them."

"Hmm." Kobayashi Sora saw the title, "Representative taking office?"

“If you sign it, you will become my second RER representative.”

Kobayashi Sora chuckled, "Is it really a good idea to entrust such an important position to a second-year high school student?"

"You do not want?"

Kobayashi Sora put down her pen. "I've finished signing."

“I can guarantee the legitimacy of your identity.” Akane Akasaka raised an eyebrow. “As for its legitimacy, that’s up to you to figure out.”

The current RER is like a corporation. Behind every door that Kobayashi Sora just passed, there were people vying for the position of the club's representative.

To take this position, one needs Akane Kousaka's approval.

To secure this position, I need the recognition of more people.

“Make a game worth making,” Akane Kousaka glanced at the calendar. “We don’t have time for the summer anime convention, so we’ll schedule it for the winter anime convention in December.”

With her gaze fixed on Kobayashi Sora's face, Akane Akasaka pointed her bright red fingernail outside and said, "Choose whichever production team you want. I just want the result."

"Even if you say that, if the game fails, the blame will be mine, and if the game succeeds, the credit will go to them." Kobayashi Sora smiled. "If we use the club's production team, I'll lose either way."

"As always, you lack trust in others." Akane Akasaka's lips curled up. "So?"

“I will form my own game development club,” Kobayashi Sora’s eyes gleamed, “to develop games and participate in the winter anime convention.”

"Kukai~" Akane Akane drawled, "If you fail, you'll have no excuses left, and then even I won't be able to protect your position."

“If we succeed, they will have no excuse,” Kobayashi Sora replied. “At that time, no one will be able to shake my position.”

“If we fail,” Akane Akasaka said, her eyes narrowing slightly, but her gaze becoming even more aggressive, “you will have to work hard without complaint and take on all the chores.”

“If we succeed,” Kobayashi Sora said with a smirk, “we welcome the unemployed Akane-nee to join my club.”

Akane Kousaka's smile grew increasingly dangerous. "Can I interpret this as 'subordinate overthrowing superior'?"

Kobayashi Sora shrugged. "Traditional skill."

"I am looking forward."

Which outcome are you hoping for?

“No one.” Akane Akasaka gently poked Kobayashi Sora’s nose with her finger, correcting her, “It’s just the result.”

Regardless of the outcome.

This is the composure of the strong.

Whether she succeeds or fails, Akane Akasaka can easily bear the consequences, whether they are gains or losses.

"So, who should be chosen?"

“First and foremost, the strongest animator,” Kobayashi Sora paused, “is Kashiwagi Eri.”

Three years ago, Kobayashi Soryu moved to Nagoya due to changes in her family's jobs.

Now, for the same reason, I have to go back to the place where I grew up.

The three-year period has come to an end. Welcome... no, wait.

Kobayashi Sora, back in Tokyo, stands on the road on the hill, waiting for the girl below to approach.

She has a petite and slender body, porcelain-like skin, and golden twin ponytails that sway in the wind like works of art.

Eriri Sawamura, a beautiful girl of mixed British and Japanese descent, is the school's top student, the golden legend of Toyonosaki, an elite member of the art club who has won awards at exhibitions since her first year of high school, and possesses rare painting talent.

She is also an illustrator for the doujin game circle [egoistic-lily], and a doujinshi illustrator under the pen name [Kashiwagi Eri].

The kind of person who is like Xiao Xuande.

"Long time no see." Kobayashi Sora swept her hair back and smiled. "Sawamura-kun."

Chapter 2 Professional Photography

Eriri's azure eyes flickered slightly as she gradually approached, getting closer and closer, before passing by Kobayashi Sora.

Kobayashi Sora's smile froze. "We're still classmates from middle school, don't ignore us so completely, okay?"

"Long time no see, Kobayashi-san." Eriri stopped and gave a graceful smile. "It was nice to see you. Goodbye."

He turned around and continued walking.

"After practicing here for half an hour, this isn't the kind of thing I want to hear." Kobayashi Sora followed, "Ms. Kashiwagi Eri."

Eriri stopped again, a hint of expression finally appearing on her perfect face. "How could you..." Her eyelids lowered slightly, and Eriri gave a cold snort. "That's true."

Eriri stared at Kobayashi Sora with an unfriendly gaze. As a fan artist and his classmate, she knew this guy very well.

Kobayashi Sora was already a model otaku by the time she was in her first year of junior high school.

The depth of their knowledge, the breadth of their knowledge, and the quantity of their high-quality possessions far surpasses that of ordinary junior high school students, and even adults would be outmatched.

But this guy participates in fan activities not to enjoy or promote his favorite works.

Kobayashi Sora only wants to use her popular works to improve her own status and earn more money.

What made this idea a reality was his excellent negotiation skills and his strong intelligence-gathering ability; the former helped him to identify useful people, and the latter helped him to utilize them.

As for useless people... in his eyes they are not even human.

"Trying to threaten me with something like this?" Eriri made no attempt to hide her disgust. "Wishful thinking."

"This expression is much more pleasing to the eye than that fake politeness from before," Kobayashi Sora smiled. "We're friends, why would I harm you?"

Eriri coldly corrected, "A classmate, or rather, a former classmate."

"It is precisely because we are friends that I thought of entrusting you with this task."

"You can't listen to people..." Eriri's voice trailed off, a look of astonishment on her face. "A request from RER..."

As a fan artist, she was all too aware of RER's status.

I've been busy lately and wasn't sure if I'd have time, which is why I didn't agree.

The original intention was to have the parents come forward for further communication, but unexpectedly...

“I used the same online name as you.” Kobayashi Sora took out her business card. “However, to show that I value you, I think I should still talk to you in person. As the second generation of RER, I hope you will take care of me in the future.”

"As expected, once a doujinshi opportunist like you climbs to a high position, the first thing you do is print business cards. Akane Kousaka really likes you; no wonder she's a RER white paper fan." Eriri showed no intention of accepting the business card. "I won't take the business card of a greedy doujinshi scammer!"