How to raise a random guy's wife

"Oh right," Kato Megumi realized belatedly, "If we choose the second version, there are many places that need to be modified."

Kobayashi Sora shook her head. "Actually, it's not necessary."

"Huh?" Kato Megumi looked at her with a puzzled expression.

“The fact that Rin is torn between the two scripts means that both scripts are equally excellent, so either one can be produced,” Kobayashi Sora explained. “My senior feels the same way about this.”

"Huh?" Eriri asked in confusion.

“If we really have to choose between the two scripts,” Kato Megumi followed Kobayashi Sora’s train of thought, “senpai will send the scripts to everyone in the club.”

Eriri, like a student picking up a pen during math class, was completely baffled by what Kato Megumi and Kobayashi Sora were talking about. "What's the point of the second version of the script?! Why did Kasumigaoka even write it?"

"To put it simply," Kobayashi Sora said bluntly, "we just need to continue our work according to the first version and don't need to worry about them."

"What if Tomoya chooses the second version?" Eriri pressed.

You're the only single person left in that club... oh, and there's also Michiru Hyodo.

“That’s their business,” Kobayashi Sora replied.

“What…” Eriri wanted to say something, but suddenly realized the core of everything Kobayashi Sora had said.

A fact that is both warm and cold.

The so-called second version has nothing to do with the game club [Kasumi Eri].

That was a private matter between Kasumigaoka Utaha and Aki Tomoya.

In the initial version, modern-day Xunli was undoubtedly the protagonist.

In the second version, Ruri, who is closer to Kasumigaoka Utaha, is the true protagonist.

The entire script is imbued with the flavor of Shizuko Kasumi.

If Aki Tomoya also chose the second version, then he chose Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Will I be able to confidently create a second version of the original artwork by then?

Eriri lacked that confidence.

Kasumigaoka Utaha... Did you even consider this?

Eriri realized what was happening.

Just as Kobayashi Sora said, Kasumigaoka Utaha never intended to make a second version from the beginning.

Since Aki Tomoya chose the first edition, there's no need to worry about the second edition.

Aki Tomoya chose the second version, but the second version will not actually be produced.

The second version, which is truly amazing, is simply a love letter completed by Kasumigaoka Utaha using the form of a game script.

This is a private matter between Kasumigaoka Utaha and Aki Tomoya.

Whatever choice Aki Tomoya makes is none of the business of the other members of the club.

It has nothing to do with Eriri.

"Hmph, perfect." Eriri snorted lightly, "If a second version were made, it would be entirely Kasumi Utako's show, and Kashiwagi Eri's colors would be completely erased."

"It would be better to tone down the colors a bit more for Eri Kashiwagi," Kobayashi Sora advised. "This is a game for all ages."

If Eri Kashiwagi has too many colors.

That would turn you into a "shamate pigeon"—a pervert.

Once the direction was set, the rest was naturally the daily work.

But for some reason, Eriri was always absent-minded.

"Eri," Kato Megumi asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Ah... um." Eriri hesitated for a moment. "Um... I... um..."

"Um... ah," Kato Megumi said, as if remembering something, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"Hmm." Eriri nodded gently, though she did feel a little uncomfortable.

"Karako," Kato Megumi called out, "Do you have any painkillers?"

"Yes." Kobayashi Sora got up to get it.

"Eh? No... um..." Eriri blushed, "Um... I'll head back now."

"I send you."

"No...no need."

Eriri practically fled in panic.

Kato Megumi and Kobayashi Sora were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

"That's fine." Kobayashi Sora thought for a moment, "Her family should have better medicine."

"That's right."

“Speaking of which…” Kobayashi Sora looked at Kato Megumi.

"Don't tell you."

"I haven't asked yet."

"So, do you know the answer now?"

"Okay." Kobayashi Sora blinked. "By the way, we're disbanding a bit early today."

"It's earlier than usual." Kato Megumi packed her things. "I can go home a little earlier today."

"Do you want to go home?"

Of course.

"It's okay to go home a little later," Kobayashi Sora suggested. "My parents-in-law get off work very late."

"Hmm..." Kato Megumi pursed her lips slightly, "Should we continue making the game?"

"There's no need to rush," Kobayashi Sora shook her head. "Take a break, balance work and rest—is there anything you want to do?"

Kato Megumi thought for a moment, "Then let's play games."

"what?"

"how?"

"I thought you were getting tired of making games because you've been making them all this time."

“Yes, there are.” Kato Megumi nodded. “But aren’t there many different types of games?”

"So that's how it is..." Kobayashi Sora searched her memory for a moment, "How about racing games?"

"Won't it be difficult?"

"Try it first, and if you don't like it, you can change to something else."

"Okay." Kato Megumi nodded, then went to find snacks and drinks.

Kobayashi Sora prepares the game console, connecting and testing the cables.

“For beginners,” Kobayashi Sora said, opening the game, “this is definitely the most suitable one.”

"Mario Kart?" Kato Megumi sat down next to Kobayashi Sora. "I know that, but I've never played it."

"The controls are very simple." Kobayashi Sora brought up the button descriptions. "This controls direction, acceleration, and releasing items..."

After running two laps in the Grand Prix, Megumi Kato quickly grasped the rules, saying, "It's simpler than I imagined."

“Most Nintendo games are like that.” Kobayashi Sora picked up another controller. “Well then, let’s try online matches next.”

"Yes." Kato Megumi nodded expectantly.

Game start.

competition is over.

One is tenth, and the other is twelfth.

Kato Megumi silently turned her head and looked at the person in the twelfth place next to her.

She didn't say anything.

But it seems like they've said everything.

Chapter 238 My Reward

"Simply put," Kobayashi Sora explained, "the lower your ranking, the better the items you get. For example, the first place winner usually only gets coins, while the last place winner has a high probability of getting a cannonball that allows them to sprint."

"I see..."

"Therefore, in online races, it is not uncommon for a runner to lead for two and a half laps in the early stages, only to be knocked down just before the finish line."

“Luck plays a big part,” Kato Megumi tilted her head. “Isn’t that unfair to those who are skilled?”

"If you want to hone your skills, you can disable items," Kobayashi Sora smiled. "However, this design is precisely to cater to the experience of more players."

"Eh?"

“Skilled players can use their skills to widen the gap that props can’t bridge, which is a more exciting challenge,” Kobayashi Sora explained further. “While less skilled players can use props to make up for the gap and still enjoy the thrill of victory.”

“I see,” Kato Megumi said, understanding. “It’s like how I, even though it was my first time playing, was able to surpass you and enjoy it—that kind of feeling?”

"Well... I haven't played in a long time, so I'm a bit rusty."

"That means once you get the hang of it, you'll be able to win."

"maybe."

"A kiss is your reward if you win!"

"Definitely." Kobayashi-chan's eyes sharpened.

Kato Megumi pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth curled up happily.

As the new game began, Kobayashi Sora quickly recalled the relevant game techniques in her mind.

Starting sprint, drift acceleration, jump acceleration, low-pressure acceleration, turbo acceleration, coin acceleration, item acceleration...