How to raise a random guy's wife

Chapter 171 Team Issues

Eriri lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

Pretend that you've fallen asleep.

Pretend you know nothing.

Pretend you didn't see anything.

Yes, it's not that great.

So don't... fantasize that it will happen to you.

Her slender fingers crumpled a corner of the blanket into a ball.

And then, helplessly, I let go.

"Eri, it's time to get up." After some time, Kato Megumi's voice rang out.

Eriri gradually woke up, and before she knew it, she had gone back to sleep for a while.

Eriri opened her eyes in a daze and saw Kato Megumi, who had finished washing and dressing. The scene from before involuntarily came to mind, and her face turned slightly red.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Kato Megumi asked with concern. "I'm sorry, we slept together last night, I thought you had slept enough."

Eriri waved her hand, "No...it's nothing, I was just about to get up."

Which one slept with you?

You slept with that person...

Eriri looked at Kato Megumi, whose face was full of concern.

Could it be...? Eriri couldn't help but recall the things Kasumigaoka Utaha had said to her before.

Is Kato Megumi really the kind of person with a complex mind?

They can lie without batting an eye.

In fact, Kato Megumi felt that she had not lied at all, so she did not show any unusual expression.

The two of them slept together, of course, but then something else happened.

"Ku-Ao made breakfast." Kato Megumi pointed outside the door. "The guesthouse's kitchen is usable, which is very convenient."

"You keep an eye on him for me." Eriri wrinkled her nose. "I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes."

"Okay."

After washing up, Eriri, with her hair in pigtails, walked into the dining room and saw the other protagonist she had seen on the bed that morning—Kobayashi Sora.

There was also a hearty breakfast.

"What about Kasumigaoka?" Eriri asked curiously.

"I don't know what time she was writing last night, let's just wait for her to wake up naturally," Kobayashi Sora replied. "Don't worry, I'll make her more later."

"Even if you didn't say anything, I wouldn't worry about her." Eriri snorted and began to enjoy her breakfast.

After finishing breakfast, Eriri continued drawing.

Around 10 o'clock, Kasumigaoka Utaha finally came out of her room, her voluptuous figure exuding a languid charm.

Eriri glanced at it and scoffed.

"Aww~" Kasumigaoka Utaha yawned and sat down at the table. "What's the schedule for today?"

Kobayashi Sora asked in return, "Are you done with your research?"

"That's about right... the rest are just some details." Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned on the table, with faint dark circles under her eyes. "Just wandering around and recording some scenery is about enough."

“This island isn’t very big,” Kobayashi Sora explained. “The only things worth visiting are the observation deck, the walking trails, the beach (we went there yesterday), Mount Tenjō, and the hot springs.”

“Hmm…” Kasumigaoka Utaha thought for a moment, “I’m hungry.”

It's time for Chef Kobayashi to shine again.

"Speaking of which..." Kasumigaoka Utaha was eating her brunch when she suddenly remembered something, "Where are the school idols?"

"They leave early, you leave late, so you can't visit your neighbors."

"Ok?"

“They are training.” Kobayashi Sora said in detail, “First, they run around the island in the morning, then practice the dance steps, take a short rest at noon, have lunch, study the lyrics, familiarize themselves with the music, and then continue to run to train their endurance and stamina, and rehearse the dance.”

Eriri felt a chill run down her spine just listening to it. "Aren't they alright?"

“Generally speaking,” Kobayashi Sora tilted her head, “people like you who don’t move at all are more likely to have problems.”

"Mind your own business!" Eriri stuck her tongue out at Kobayashi Sora.

“Hmm…I hadn’t thought of this before.” Kasumigaoka Utaha suddenly had an inspiration. “How about writing about idols in the fourth volume? It would be a good opportunity to gather material.”

Eriri looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha in disbelief, even though she was already aware of her writing abilities. "Aren't you only on the second volume yet?"

"The game's storyline is progressing steadily too," Kasumigaoka Utaha said without hiding her pride. "Envious?"

"My progress is also going very well!"

"Oh? Let me see."

"Who wants to see this for you!"

"You need to concentrate on your meal," Kobayashi Sora reminded her.

Kasumigaoka Utaha shook her finger. "There's no such rule in my family."

Nonsense, your house is almost as crowded as the Anti-Danger Road.

"What about the plot of Volume 3?" Kobayashi Sora changed the subject.

“The one who wrote about Futaba is that encyclopedia. Two volumes have laid the groundwork, and it’s time to start the plot.” Kasumigaoka Utaha pondered, “For the fourth volume, we’ll write about Mai’s half-sister, who is blonde and flat-chested, and who is in love with her older sister but is too proud to say it.”

“Kasumigaoka Utaha…” Eriri gritted her teeth, “Can’t you tone down your dark thoughts and narcissistic attitude a little?”

"what happened?"

"Who's in love with you!"

“Yes, yes, that’s it.” Kasumigaoka Utaha nodded repeatedly. “Keep it up, I’m just worried about not having any subjects to draw inspiration from.”

"Kasumigaoka Utaha!"

Seeing the two arguing again, Kobayashi Sora subconsciously looked up and met Kato Megumi's gaze. The two smiled at each other and shook their heads in a similar manner.

Noticing their appearance, Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri inexplicably felt a sense of unease.

They glared at each other, one continuing to draw, the other continuing to eat.

In the afternoon, we chatted with the school idols, and everyone ate watermelon while watching them work up a sweat.

The watermelons are especially sweet today.

Training ended, and we returned to our guesthouse.

Kobayashi Sora found an opportunity and stopped the "Burning Sun Passion" duo.

"Our opinion?" Hiiragi Maho looked at Kobayashi Sora in surprise. "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"

“When we met before, you mentioned that the Koko duo had some issues,” Kobayashi Sora explained. “With the addition of the new member, I thought the problems were solved. But just now, I saw you helping them train, and you seemed somewhat dissatisfied, helpless, and worried, so I specifically asked for details.”

Saintessawa Yuna looked at her companion, "What should we do?"

“We’ve already found out, and I told Chihiro beforehand.” Hiiragi Maho smiled elegantly. “Kobayashi has provided them with a lot of help, so there’s no need to hide it.”

"Well, judging from the previous performances, the song was great, and the group's cohesion was very strong." Shengze You Nai paused, "But..."

Kobayashi Sora realized the crux of the problem: "Is there something wrong with the dance?"

“It’s not a problem, it’s… a lack of initiative,” Hiiragi Mao added. “Even though I’m very skilled, I can’t feel the power because…”

Chapter 172 Solution

After the two explained, Kobayashi Sora finally managed to understand the key to the problem.

Simply put, dance, as a performing art, is an art form that uses rhythmic movements as its primary means of expression.

In other words, the technical movements in a dance performance are not the goal itself, but a means to express the character's thoughts and feelings, and to shape the character's personality and mental outlook.

If a dance work is made with the means as the end, it will fail because of the disconnect between content and form, or because it lacks artistic integrity.

To put it more simply—it just doesn't have the right feel.

The reason for all of this is...

"Their dances were designed and directed by someone outside the group," Hiiragi Mao summarized. "Due to time constraints, Chihiro didn't have the opportunity to instruct each of them individually, so..."

"So they're just imitating the movements right now, without understanding the dance steps," Kobayashi Sora explained her analysis. "While it might be fine for the average audience member, if the group never has a dedicated dancer, their abilities will stagnate—right?"

"Wow!" Yuna exclaimed. "That's awesome! How about trying to become a manager after graduation?"

"Let's talk about it later..." Kobayashi Sora lightly tapped her forehead.

We still need to find a solution.

"It failed..." In the kitchen, Tang Keke looked at the three plates of food on the table with a troubled expression.

"What are you doing?" Ping An Mingjin walked into the kitchen and noticed something on the table. "What's this black thing?"

"This is dinner I made for everyone!" Tang Keke declared. "Soup dumplings, braised pork, and steamed crab!"

"Is what you're talking about related to these things?" Ping An Ming Jin pointed to the dark, unappealing object. "Let's forget about the others, how did steaming turn into this?"

"The timing wasn't good..."

“ε=('ο｀*))) Sigh.” Ping An Ming Jin sighed, “I really can’t do anything with you.”

As she spoke, she put on an apron.

"Hey?" Tang Keke saw her actions. "Can you cook?"

"Well, I can still do simple things." Heian Nasu smiled slightly and started cooking with practiced ease.

At dinner, looking at the familiar dishes on the table, Kobayashi Sora picked up a dumpling, ate it in two bites, and exclaimed, "So delicious!" His eyes lit up, "Did you make all of this?"

"That's amazing," Hiiragi Maho exclaimed.