How to raise a random guy's wife

"I see..." Kato Megumi lowered her voice and whispered to Kobayashi Sora, "I have a feeling that you're talking about more than just theater."

Kobayashi Sora guessed, "She was probably subtly praising the members who helped her with the second version."

"She looks a lot like Eriri."

"That's probably what tsundere is," Kobayashi Sora concluded.

“She’s just being a tsundere,” Kato Megumi chimed in.

Eriri: "......" Is it okay to say that?

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "...If you're free, you can help out at the stalls outside."

To be fair, there was definitely an element of self-deprecation in Kasumigaoka Utaha's words.

When I was practicing for the play, Kasumigaoka Utaha, the playwright, personally provided guidance.

The original president of the drama club was concerned about the lack of a professional director and hoped that Kasumigaoka Utaha could help.

As a result, a five-minute scene in an hour-long play took three hours to rehearse, during which Kasumigaoka Utaha called for 30 takes, ultimately causing the three club members to flee in disarray.

She would never allow the slightest difference in tone or rhythm in the performance, and she would insist that the actors practice repeatedly until the play was performed to her satisfaction.

Kasumigaoka Utaha would never shout or personally direct acting in a dramatic way; she doesn't use that kind of eye-catching expression.

Even when the members angrily objected to the overly detailed and demanding requests, she would never compromise or apologize. Instead, she would quietly and meticulously, viciously and precisely point out each person's flaws in acting, their shallow understanding of the script, and their lack of basic skills, like icicles piercing through their wounds.

The result was that the high school club actors, under the hellish training of the commercial writer, delivered amazing performances, which became even more refined a year later.

The stadium was filled with thunderous applause and cheers.

The first part of the stage play had just ended, and the impact of the closing ceremony, along with the anticipation for the second part, made many audience members extremely excited.

This reaction says it all.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who wasn't blinded by any emotion, is incredibly strong.

Eriri clapped her hands excitedly, then belatedly stopped, turned her head as if sensing something, and immediately met Kasumigaoka Utaha's ambiguous smile.

Hmm... Eriri's little tiger teeth bit into her lower lip, creating a subtle indentation.

Damn it, I meant to calmly watch it and then criticize her script to the point of being worthless.

However... I was easily moved by the plot development and the actors' performances, and became completely immersed in it.

Finally, influenced by the surrounding atmosphere, they even started clapping.

This feeling is exactly like a girl who is resisting fiercely, saying no, no, but in the end... ptooey ptooey ptooey!

Eriri blushed and turned her head to the side, pretending not to notice Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression.

The main event on the first day was a performance at the stadium, and since it was Friday, not too many people came. On Saturday the second day, after the stadium performance ended, the vendors in the atrium finally had their chance to shine.

Most of them are made by students to raise class or club funds, and the prices are not expensive.

As for the taste...

Kato Megumi took a bite of the hot takoyaki and said, "It doesn't taste as good as yours."

"Hmm?" Kobayashi Sora took a bite. The taste was indeed just so-so, but... "I don't think I've ever made takoyaki before."

"So it's just a feeling, I'm not sure yet."

"I'll confirm it for you later."

"Hmm~" Kato Megumi held Kobayashi Sora's hand, "There seems to be a shaved ice stand over there."

"Go and try it."

The two, hand in hand, strolled around like a little train, eating and eating their way through the entire courtyard.

Chapter 267 Dancing Around the Bonfire

Parading through the streets... no.

The shopping event was moved to a teaching building on the third day.

The classrooms that were originally used for classes have been decorated by each class into various shops.

Of course, maid cafes are also a must.

Classroom of Class 3-C, which is now the Maid Tea Room 3-C.

When Kato Megumi and Kobayashi Sora passed by, they happened to see Eriri inside, her little face puffed out as she drank lemon tea.

"Eriri." Kato Megumi led Kobayashi Sora in and greeted Eriri.

"Ah, Megumi." Eriri responded subconsciously, and when she saw Kobayashi Sora, her little face, which had just sunken, puffed up again.

Kato Megumi asked curiously, "Are you here to gather material?"

"Huh? Ah...uh...yes." Eriri answered somewhat flusteredly.

"Hmm?" Kobayashi Sora seemed to have a vague idea of ​​what was going on. "Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

"I think... it's fake." Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice rang out. "Probably someone heard that my class was going to open a maid cafe, so they were going to enjoy my service and arrogantly give me orders, so they came over, only to find that no one was there?"

"Kasumigaoka Utaha!" Eriri wanted to retort, but couldn't find the words to refute. "Don't you...don't you have any sense of collective responsibility?!"

When the class runs a maid cafe, as a beauty from Toyonosaki Academy, you'd better wear a maid outfit and serve the customers properly!

"Speaking of which," Kobayashi Sora looked around the classroom, "why don't you want to give it a try, senior?"

"..." Kasumigaoka Utaha stared at Kobayashi Sora for a while, then turned to Kato Megumi, "Megumi, he seems to be looking forward to it."

“I’m really looking forward to it too,” Kato Megumi replied calmly.

"Tsk." Kasumigaoka Utaha made a displeased sound.

I almost forgot, these two are in cahoots.

"I'm just curious," Kobayashi Sora corrected, "not that I like it."

“If you like it,” Kato Megumi nudged Kobayashi Sora, “we can go buy one later.”

“I really like it,” Kobayashi Sora replied.

Kato Megumi nodded. "Even though you're tall, there should still be sizes you can wear."

Kobayashi Sora: "Hmm?"

"Serves him right." Eriri gloated.

Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it too."

"Let's go explore other classrooms." Kobayashi Sora led Kato Megumi away from this troublesome place.

"Master~" In the corridor, Kato Megumi whispered close to Kobayashi Sora's ear, "I want to buy a maid outfit."

"What are you wearing?"

"Hmm... if you want to wear it, you can borrow it."

"Let's go now!"

"You really want to wear it, huh?" Kato Megumi tugged at Kobayashi Sora. "Let's find some time to go after the school festival."

"No... I just wanted to see you wear..."

"Just want to see?"

"Let's take a look first."

"Bad guy."

The lively school festival continued into the night, with loudspeakers playing nostalgic tunes and laughter echoing throughout the school grounds. Toyonosaki Academy was bringing its three-day school festival to a close with an after-night festival.

The school was almost completely dark, but a bright red bonfire had been lit in the center of the school courtyard, where students who had been expelled from the teaching area after the school anniversary celebration were having a lively time.

Organizing such an event recently would have high barriers in terms of safety and environment, but the Toyonosaki Academy Anniversary Implementation Committee has made some efforts to maintain this long-standing and excellent tradition.

Those dancing around the firelight were couples; as for the others...

A corner of the schoolyard, a little distance from the campfire.

The blonde girl with twin ponytails on the bench is busy.

"How can you draw in such darkness?" Kasumigaoka Utaha sat down next to Eriri. "You're clearly nearsighted."

“As long as I can see the scenery, it’s fine.” Eriri looked in the direction of the firelight. “Even if I can’t see clearly with my hand, I still know how well the painting is done.”

On Eriri's sketchbook, it seemed as if another black and white bonfire was burning.

"Even if you're rushing to finish, you don't have to push yourself like this." Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't doubting Eriri's abilities, but painting in such a dimly lit place was very harmful to her eyes.

Eriri muttered, "I don't want to hear a screenwriter like you, who makes the illustrators' workload skyrocket, say something like that."

Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice was low and somber. "I really feel sorry about that."

"..." Eriri looked at the woman beside her. In the light of the distant fire, the usually cold woman seemed to show a different kind of gentleness. "Hmph, in the end, I was partly to blame too. I'll forgive you this time."

“Thank you, but…” Kasumigaoka Utaha returned the smile, “If your work diminishes our story, I will not forgive you.”

This woman...

Eriri scoffed, "You don't need to tell me, that's exactly the kind of resolve I had when I drew it."

Kasumigaoka Utaha looked towards the campfire, where someone was cautiously making their way through the crowd, looking completely out of place.

The next moment, he was captured by a girl wearing a uniform from another school and dragged to the campfire. Not far away, there was a female elementary school student with an excessively large figure who looked regretful.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze lingered for a moment before turning to an even more eye-catching figure.

Among the dancing men and women, a boy stood alone.

Surrounded by couples, it was an awkward scene, but he seemed completely oblivious.

Some girls were itching to go up and ask them to dance.

The next moment, a girl with long, flowing hair beat him to it and threw herself into his arms.

The two danced together by the campfire, their bodies drawing ever closer, and finally, amidst the cheers of the crowd, they kissed.

That's really... a blatant declaration of sovereignty.