How to raise a random guy's wife

"I do have this idea," Kobayashi Sora said, barely able to contain her excitement, "but..."

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"Hmm... um?"

When Eriri woke up, the first thing she felt was a sharp pain in her throat, followed by a burning sensation in her nasal cavity, a strange feeling of thirst in her mouth, and a dizzy head.

The unusual physical condition made my field of vision narrow, and when it finally opened up, all I saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

No, that's the ceiling I've only started to get used to looking at in the last few days.

What... happened?

It wasn't until Eriri understood how bad her body was that she finally recalled the whole story of the past week or so.

In order to finish the final piece, she locked herself in her villa on the Nasu Plateau, moved in a large amount of food to ensure that all supplies were plentiful, and devoted herself to a life of painting frantically, painting until she was exhausted.

Initially, things went very smoothly.

She finished the manuscript at a pace of two pages a day and was optimistic that she would be able to go back soon.

However, when she started trying another storyline, she began to feel something was wrong with her paintings.

Once doubts arise, no matter how you try to change your perspective, you can't shake them off, and in the end, you have to stop working for two whole days.

Just when I should have been speeding up the completion of the remaining tasks in the most efficient way, inspiration struck, like a heavy snowfall.

It took more effort than ever before, something she had never tried before, and it might even allow her to break free from her previous conventional drawing methods.

After speaking with the three of them on the phone in the early hours of the morning, Eriri ultimately chose to follow her heart.

After that, there were crazy times that she herself can't even remember.

Draw, draw, draw, draw, draw, draw, draw...

And now.

I've drawn a few... I think it's six or seven?

Wasn't that not finished?

My head hurts so much...

Oh no, what time is it now?

Could it be... that it's already three days later?!

An indescribable panic washed over her, and Eriri reached out and braced herself against the soft, round bed, trying to sit up.

Eh?

A soft, round...bed?

"Hiss—~" A gasp of cold air came, followed by a more familiar voice and tone, "Eri, even if you hate what you don't have, you can't take advantage of this moment to do something so cruel, can you?"

Chapter 277 As Expected

"Kasumigaoka Utaha?!" Eriri stared at the woman beside her in disbelief. "You... what are you doing here?"

"Simply put, Sora was worried that you'd neglect your health to meet deadlines, leaving you all alone in the deep mountains, so she had the driver bring us here this morning. We arrived in the evening and found you collapsed next to the easel. We rushed to find a doctor, and after confirming you were alright, we took turns caring for you throughout the night. Seeing how thin you were and how peacefully you slept, I lay down for a while in the empty space on your bed, and that's when you woke me up." Kasumigaoka Utaha looked down at her. "Aren't you going to let go?"

Eriri hurriedly let go, not out of reluctance, but because she was sick and had just woken up, her mind was a little foggy and her reactions were a bit slow.

"You're awake," Kato Megumi's voice rang out from the doorway. "Have something to eat."

"Megumi? You're here too?" Eriri suddenly realized something, covering her chest with her hands. "Then..."

“That’s what I was worried about,” Kobayashi Sora said, appearing with a bowl of congee, “that’s why I asked Megumi to come along.”

“There’s nothing to cover up.” Kasumigaoka Utaha honestly expressed her thoughts.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha! Cough cough..." Eriri coughed twice, her imposing manner suddenly weakening. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, it's like this, Sora isn't good at taking care of people, so she asked Megumi to come along," Kasumigaoka Utaha explained. "I'm not good at taking care of people either, so I came too."

"Hmm...hmm?" Eriri was a little confused.

It seems to make sense, but something feels off.

"My senior was a lot of help," Kato Megumi added, "She fed me water and wiped my sweat..."

"What did you do?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked Kobayashi Sora.

"She can't eat much plain porridge right now," Kobayashi Sora sighed. "To be honest, no one would just stock up on instant noodles and tonkotsu ramen while in seclusion, right?"

"What does it matter... as long as I'm full..." Eriri muttered. "Oh, right, my painting..."

"Seven drawings are finished." Kobayashi Sora put down her plate. "The rest can be drawn tomorrow."

"So... why did you all rush over here..." Eriri didn't want them to see her in this disheveled state.

"If I had to give a reason," Kobayashi Sora thought for a moment, "we've been working together all along, and at the last moment, I can't just leave you alone, can I?"

"I was in seclusion by myself... You all came and disturbed me without permission..." Eriri's voice was tinged with tears.

Falling ill alone deep in the mountains, thinking everything was ruined, I opened my eyes to find myself with my lifelong partner. That feeling...

"Ah~" Kasumigaoka Utaha held a spoonful of white porridge to Eriri's lips.

"Kasumigaoka Utaha!" Eriri's face flushed red. "What...what are you doing?"

"Taking care of the patient, time to say it." Kasumigaoka Utaha smiled. "Open your mouth."

"Are you... are you out of your mind?!"

"You're wrong, you're the one with a cold and fever."

"Of course I know about that kind of thing...you...I..."

"If you don't want it, I'll eat it." Kasumigaoka Utaha made a gesture to take it away.

"Ouch!" Eriri opened her mouth, took the spoon in, rolled her azure eyes, and glared angrily at Kasumigaoka Utaha. "Ugh...ugh..."

“How can I be like this? This is how I take care of patients,” Kasumigaoka Utaha said, pulling out the spoon. “It seems to be working well.”

Eriri swallowed the congee and glared at her angrily.

Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her hand, "One more bite."

Eriri bit down hard on the spoon.

Kasumigaoka Utaha tugged hard, "Let go... let go... I've seen people guarding their food, but I've never seen anyone guarding their utensils."

After breakfast, the doctor came for a follow-up visit and finally confirmed that Eriri was fine. All that was left was to keep a good mood and get plenty of rest.

Eriri spent almost the entire day in a daze, replenishing her fluids, eating and taking her medicine on time, and then just sleeping endlessly. When she woke up, she would drink water, change the blankets that were soaked with sweat, and then go back to sleep.

It wasn't until evening that I finally regained some energy.

Then I started to show it to everyone.

"See? I told you I could do it!" Eriri looked at her work with great satisfaction. "This is the true strength of Kashiwagi Eri!"

First, the original artwork is drawn using drawing tools, then scanned into the computer using a color scanner, and finally processed into CG for the plot events.

None of the three were professionals, nor did they know the principles behind this operation.

but......

The natural beauty, the brushstrokes completely different from before, the mutual complement and fusion of scenes and characters, and the pictures full of cute elements and artistic qualities.

Just a single picture, a single image, possesses the powerful and infectious force to tell a story.

The seven original drawings placed together are like a projection of another world descending upon us.

While a weak storyline is indeed a weakness of Kashiwagi Eri, it is not a weakness of Kasumi Eri.

"Wow, that's amazing..." Kato Megumi exclaimed, somewhat stunned.

"I can't give a very professional review," Kobayashi Sora thought for a moment, "It's definitely going to be a big seller."

"That's it?" Eriri was clearly dissatisfied.

“For him, this is already the highest praise.” Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at the original drawings one by one. “As for my evaluation… well, you are truly amazing.”

Eriri puffed out her pink cheeks, seemingly a little dissatisfied, but upon reflection, she thought, "This evaluation... well, it's alright."

"Okay!" Eriri raised her hand energetically. "Next, we'll take care of the rest!"

"No, we'll talk about it tomorrow," Kobayashi Sora warned sternly. "The doctor told you to rest, so you're not allowed to draw today."

"But......"

“No buts. The deadline is the day after tomorrow. You’ll definitely be in better shape tomorrow than you are now.” Kobayashi Sora made up her mind. “So you still need to rest today and get your sleep schedule back on track. You can draw again tomorrow.”

"What if I don't finish drawing it?"

“Then let’s postpone it for two more days.” Kobayashi Sora had no intention of changing her mind. “I’m in charge of the manufacturers’ affairs. You wouldn’t want me interfering while you’re drawing, would you?”

"Hui, look at him!"

"Hmm... I think Kong Qing makes a good point."

“You’re asking unnecessary questions,” Kasumigaoka Utaha chuckled. “When have they ever not been in cahoots?”

Yinglili: "..."

Chapter 278 Christmas Gifts

"Hey, what should we give as a gift?" Eriri, wrapped in a blanket, looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha beside her. "Why don't you give it a try?"

Since Kobayashi Sora had said that, Eriri had no choice but to temporarily abandon her idea of ​​rushing to finish the work and obediently rest.

For Eriri Sawamura, the best way to relax is, of course, playing video games.

"Shouldn't you be able to choose those things yourself?" Kasumigaoka Utaha didn't have much experience with games.

"Now we're asking for your opinion!" Eriri scoffed. "Never mind, I guess you've never given anyone a Christmas present before."

On the screen, music that stirs the soul plays on the street, a giant Christmas tree lit up in the center of the bustling area stands guard, and couples stroll through the shopping malls during Christmas.

One of the couples was standing in front of the vendor, racking their brains over which jewelry to choose.

As expected, Christmas is the time to play the Christmas story event of the third year of "Little Romance".