How to raise a random guy's wife

The dikes along the riverbank are made of concrete, and there are wave-dissipating blocks in the river. Carp that are obviously free-range swim in the river, and there are even turtles sunbathing their shells.

The four walked slowly along the riverbank.

“This area is where I used to go to school when I was in junior high school.” Kasumigaoka Utaha looked around with a nostalgic expression. “Ah, let’s set up the plot point here.”

"How so?" Kobayashi Sora pressed.

"I want to make this road the route the main characters take to school: the main character, his younger sister, the transfer student, and his childhood friend, Kawamura Spieda..."

Eriri glared at Kasumigaoka Utaha, "That's enough!"

“Isn’t it great?” Kasumigaoka Utaha pointed ahead. “Every day there are sweet moments, jealousy, and arguments between couples. The same path, but different outcomes.”

Kato Megumi thought of some games she had played before, "Now that you mention it, it sounds like a lot of fun."

“That’s true,” Kasumigaoka Utaha rolled her eyes, “but think about it the other way around, is that even possible? Even though the protagonist causes all sorts of lucky perverted incidents that are practically harassment every day, he not only isn’t hated by the beautiful heroines, but he’s actually very popular with everyone…”

"Stop," Kobayashi Sora called out in time, "Don't start making sweeping generalizations."

If Kasumigaoka Utaha were allowed to continue saying this, a large number of works would be directly rejected.

“If we think about it the other way around,” Kato Megumi said, “if the male and female leads’ relationship develops smoothly without any special plot developments, it would be difficult for their feelings to develop quickly, right?”

Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Kato Megumi, "Oh?"

Ah... Kato Megumi looked at Kobayashi Sora.

To be honest, there really wasn't a "lucky color embryo" incident.

That's when the conversation couldn't continue.

Continuing along the path, you will arrive at the Hehe urban terrace where you can overlook the sunset.

"Not bad, right? The view from here." Kasumigaoka Utaha leaned against the railing. "When the weather was nice, I used to read here until sunset."

Eriri muttered, "She's clearly a gloomy girl, yet her childhood secret hideout is quite spacious."

“Now that you mention it,” Kasumigaoka Utaha raised an eyebrow, “I’m starting to get curious about your secret base.”

"You think I'd tell you?!"

"I will allow you to speak."

"Who asked for your permission!"

"So," Kobayashi Sora steered the conversation back on track, "where do you plan to use this?"

"Hmm..." Kasumigaoka Utaha thought for a moment, "Where will we part ways?"

"The failure line, huh?" Kobayashi Sora nodded. "Not bad."

“Hmm,” Kato Megumi tilted her head, “Since it’s such an important place, wouldn’t it be better if it appeared more often in the earlier parts of the story? Like that…”

Kato Megumi looked at Kobayashi Sora.

“Tiewentang Bookstore,” Kobayashi Sora replied.

Kato Megumi nodded in confirmation, "Yes, that's the one."

Eriri: "......" How do you two communicate?

“Ah, indeed.” Kasumigaoka Utaha agreed with Kato Megumi.

"Then let's just set it up so that the protagonist's home is in the mountains." Eriri took out her sketchbook and started drawing.

Kasumigaoka Utaha tilted her head. "Not everyone is Kawamura Spada Kirari."

"Neither do I!"

"I wasn't talking about you."

"Let's set it up as the back mountain," Kobayashi Sora suggested. "We'll be here for a while in the evening, how about playing the guitar?"

"Instead of staying at home, you come here to play guitar." Kasumigaoka Utaha pouted. "How pretentious."

Eriri sneered, her hands still moving. "What are those women who come here to read talking about?"

“We could have the female lead come here to be alone with the male lead,” Kato Megumi thought of a good idea. “The location could be set here, and the female lead could be changed.”

"If the female characters are changed..." Kasumigaoka Utaha murmured, "the poses also need to be changed, or the gameplay needs to be changed?"

“Make it more comprehensive; this is a game for all ages,” Kobayashi Sora said helplessly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's mouth and Eriri's hand are basically on the same level.

“It can be seen as an important turning point.” Kobayashi Sora extended this idea from Kato Megumi’s line of thought, “Looking back at the previous plot, it has a sense of connecting the past and the future.”

“That works too.” Kasumigaoka Utaha’s gaze drifted into the distance.

After Eriri finished her sketch, Kobayashi Sora took some more photos under the guidance of the two artists. After a quick check at the restaurant, she waited for the train on the station platform.

Kato Megumi leaned on Kobayashi Sora's shoulder, her breathing deep and rhythmic.

After a long day of running around and climbing a mountain (though not very high), it was inevitable to feel a bit sleepy after dinner.

To be honest... this must have been torture for Eriri too.

Kobayashi Sora raised her head and looked to the side.

Eriri, who is usually quick to anger, is now leaning obediently on Kasumigaoka Utaha's shoulder, her soft blonde hair flowing down like a sleeping kitten.

really......

"How are you feeling?" Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to sense Kobayashi Sora's gaze and tilted her head slightly.

"This scene is quite jarring," Kobayashi Sora said honestly.

“I meant the city.” Kasumigaoka Utaha glanced at Eriri.

"The area near the station is quite modern, but it's a bit deserted a bit further away," Kobayashi Sora recalled. "The scenery on the mountain is nice."

There's no need to go to such lengths to find the right words.

"Not really."

“This city is like this. Even I, who used to live here, don’t have any famous local products or tourist attractions that I can proudly recommend. There are quite a few houses and a lot of residents, but the industry is not prosperous, and most people work in the city center.” Kasumigaoka Utaha whispered, “Even compared to those cities that were used as the stage for anime or novels and prospered through pilgrimage activities, this place is really too simple.”

“That’s why you set the story here.” Kobayashi Sora gradually understood Kasumigaoka Utaha’s thoughts. “The collaboration event you prepared before should start to take effect soon.”

“Collaboration events will definitely lose money, even if the work sells well,” Kasumigaoka Utaha asserted.

"It's clearly the author..."

“It’s precisely because I’m the author that I understand this better.” Kasumigaoka Utaha’s eyelids lowered slightly. “This is the kind of city this is.”

"That......"

"But I just want to give it a try."

Kobayashi Sora opened her mouth.

He shut his mouth again.

Was Kasumigaoka Utaha really talking about a city?

“The last time,” Kasumigaoka Utaha murmured.

Chapter 230 Anyway, it won't work.

"Alright, thank you for your hard work, script supervisor!" Eriri gave Kasumigaoka Utaha a rare, happy smile. "So, leave the rest to us. Go all out for your new light novel! Goodbye, Kasumigaoka Utaha... Farewell."

"Sigh~" Kasumigaoka Utaha sighed softly, "You were so cute when you were leaning on me and drooling before, but now you're so heartless. When you're crying your eyes out and begging for your manuscript to be delayed, I won't hold back."

"Kasumigaoka Utaha!" Eriri's smug demeanor instantly crumbled.

During her previous research trip, Eriri was so exhausted that she rested for a while on Kasumigaoka Utaha's shoulder.

And then they've been making fun of them ever since.

This is one of the reasons why Eriri was especially happy when Utaha Kasumigaoka announced the completion of the script.

“It’s not easy for someone to care about your work and health, but you refuse to accept their concern,” Eriri turned her head and sneered. “It seems there’s some truth to the saying that novelists are all eccentric and narrow-minded people.”

"I'm just worried that an illustrator might make such grand promises, even though their part isn't finished yet, and then they'll just use anime and games to escape reality right before the deadline," Kasumigaoka Utaha retorted sharply. "Now that they've offended everyone, what are you going to do then?"

"Huh?" Kato Megumi looked at Kobayashi Sora beside her. "Are you in a rush?"

“The winter Comiket is at the end of December,” Kobayashi Sora replied. “It’s only mid-October now, a little earlier than I planned.”

Kobayashi Sora paused for a moment, then said, "If nothing unexpected happens, we still have plenty of time."

If not.

Kato Megumi blinked but said nothing.

"In short!" Eriri concluded, "The script is finished. This club has no place for you except for its name. Please leave quickly, Kasumigaoka Utaha... no, Kasumigaoka-senpai."

"Is this alright, Eriri?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked with a half-smile. "If you kick me out now, even if you come crying to me for help later, I won't pay any attention to you."

"Huh?" Eriri made an exaggerated expression, her white little tiger teeth flashing. "What are you talking about!"

How could she possibly go to Kasumigaoka Utaha for help...?

Kasumigaoka Utaha gestured with her chin toward Kato Megumi and Kobayashi Sora.

Eriri fell silent.

“Little-known fact,” Kobayashi Sora raised her hand, “I’m your editor, so even though the script is finished, you’ll still be coming here often.”

After all, this is his home.

"Ugh!" Eriri blushed.

Now, every time she sees Kasumigaoka Utaha, she recalls the way she fell asleep on her shoulder.

It's a feeling that makes you want to crawl into a hole and disappear, or roll around on the ground if you can't.

"Alright," Kobayashi Sora said, trying to smooth things over. "We've made some progress, so let's wrap this up early for today and get some rest."

Eriri looked at Megumi Kato and said, "I want curry."

Kobayashi Sora remained silent.

Why are you so skilled at ordering food?

How many times have you ordered this?