How to raise a random guy's wife

“This Saturday afternoon,” Machida Sonoko replied, “you’ll be with Eriri.”

"Eiri Riri?"

-

“So,” Kasumigaoka Utaha looked at Eriri in the coffee shop, “you also received an invitation.”

“Yes.” Eriri nodded. “Akane Kousaka said… Sora asked her to help me, and she… asked me to be the character designer for the ‘Chronicles of the Universe’…”

"You agreed?"

"How could this be... I've only ever drawn girls before, and the subjects were all 18+ rated. Suddenly you're asking me to be in charge of something so important..."

"The biggest selling point of that game is its characters, so I don't think hiring Kashiwagi Eri was a bad choice...putting aside their abilities."

"Exactly!" Eriri gritted her teeth. "Putting aside their abilities, I absolutely, utterly, and in the slightest, cannot understand why they would choose Kasumi Utako!"

Although they were at odds, while they were talking about each other, they were thinking about themselves.

This is what is known as self-awareness.

Am I really capable of handling such an important task?

"So," Kasumigaoka Utaha asked directly, "what are your plans? Are you going to accept it? Or are you going to refuse?"

"I...I don't know..." Eriri pursed her lips. "If I don't agree, I can't draw anything right now. But if I agree, what will happen to Sora's plans after that?"

“There’s no need to worry about that.” Kasumigaoka Utaha repeated her previous conversation with Kobayashi Sora, “That’s what he thinks.”

"I see..."

You seem hesitant.

"Of course! If we meet in person, what if the other person slips something into your drink while you're in the restroom, and you end up feeling dizzy and disoriented halfway through the conversation, only to find yourself disheveled in your hotel room when you come to your senses... Could that happen?"

"Putting aside the fact that the person you're meeting is a woman, given that Kong Qing is aware of this, do you think there's any need to worry about that kind of thing?"

“That makes sense…” Eriri nodded. “Then… shall we go together on Saturday?”

"Okay, let me tell Kong Qing first."

-

"As you can see, even with your support, President Kobayashi still defeated all my efforts head-on." Iori Hashima said with a smile. "Now you can all believe in his strength."

"Not bad." "Passable." "Usable enough." "But not good enough."

“That’s right.” Iori Hashima was completely different from the flippant attitude she had when facing Tomoya Aki. “President Kobayashi built a club based on his own abilities. In this way, even if he has the ability to be the president, he will concentrate most of his energy and resources on his own club.”

"Hmm." "Indeed." "Continue."

"Therefore, we need to separate him from the main creative team. In this way, if he can still demonstrate his previous strength, we can avoid the over-allocation of resources within the club; if he doesn't perform as well as before, it proves that the strength is mainly concentrated on Kashiwagi Eri and Kasumi Utako. After bringing them into the club, we can change the club president while ensuring the club's strength is improved." Hashima Iori explained in detail, "With everyone's help, I have facilitated contact between Akane-san and Kasumi Utako. As long as the two of them meet with Akane-san, Kasumi Eri's departure from Kobayashi Sora is inevitable."

"Very good." "Not bad." "Keep up the good work." "In that case, send him a message over there." "Don't go too far." "It's about time." "Don't put too much pressure on a child." "Let him catch his breath." "Okay." "Agreed."

Kids...

Iori Hashima lowered her head, a smile gradually appearing on her face.

The children.

-

"You agree to consider my plan?" Kobayashi Sora laughed after receiving the call. "Yes, very good. Then get ready and recruit more people before my project starts."

"Aren't there enough people now?"

“That’s enough,” Kobayashi Sora replied. “I’ve also transferred some people from other production teams, and together with the people in your team, that’s enough for the initial stage.”

"Then why do we still need to hire people?"

"Isn't your production team hiring?" Kobayashi Sora asked in a puzzled tone. "Are you planning to disband?"

"No? How could they disband? President, what do you mean by that...?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Kobayashi Sora realized her mistake. "I didn't explain clearly just now. I also transferred some people from other production teams, plus the people I poached from your team. That's enough for the initial stage."

Kobayashi Sora's eyes narrowed into crescents with pleasure. "Once my project starts, your production team will be empty. So if you don't want to disband, start recruiting now."

"Wha...what? You must be joking..."

“Of course I’m not joking,” Kobayashi Sora replied calmly. “I’m serious.”

Chapter 305 Hongsaka Akane

"I already told you, no one else will know I have a new project until the next production team contacts me," Kobayashi Sora explained slowly. "The other production teams in the club seem to be in sync; apart from you, no one else has contacted me."

"this......"

"Everyone is really friendly and doesn't want to fight among themselves within the club, which is a good thing, and I'm very pleased." Kobayashi Sora paused for a moment, "But this also means I'm very idle. When you're idle, you want to find something to do, and then I discovered that there are quite a few people in your production team who are struggling financially. They have elderly parents to support, young children to raise, car loans, mortgages, and other debts... That makes sense. If it weren't for making a living, why would they participate in making reskinned mobile games after finally joining RER?"

"no......"

"As the president, I was deeply saddened by this situation, so I drafted a contract with a guaranteed minimum plus a share of the profits to improve the members' quality of life. I never expected that they would leave the production team to help me complete my project." Kobayashi Sora sighed. "They were so enthusiastic, I really couldn't refuse, so I had to reluctantly accept—by the way, this won't be too much of a burden for you, will it?"

"..." There was a long silence on the other end of the phone. "No, you can't do this!"

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

"I...I will explain this to the committee..."

"I was just wondering how to let more people know about this, thank you for your hard work."

The call ended.

Ugh......

Kobayashi Sora looked at the phone that had just been hung up.

The other person clearly lacks experience; they were so easily moved into silence by the kindness of a stranger.

I had just hung up the phone when another call came in.

"Senior?"

Kobayashi Sora had prepared herself before answering the phone.

What Kasumigaoka Utaha said was not much different from what he had expected.

“Like I said before, you have greater potential. I may not be the one to help you, but I will definitely not be the one to stop you,” Kobayashi Sora replied calmly. “Don’t worry about me, just make the decisions you want to make.”

Kasumigaoka Utaha scoffed, "It's just like a scumbag who says 'I'll listen to you' and 'I'll do anything.'"

Eriri chimed in, "That's right, that's right."

"We may be familiar, but I'm a married man. I'm going to sue you for defamation."

"Humph."

Two soft hums overlapped.

"To put it another way, it's good for me whether you agree or not, so it's a win-win situation."

Kasumigaoka Utaha understood, "You won twice, right?"

"That's right, and if there's anything else... well, consider it a reminder."

"how?"

"You've had contact with Sister Zhu Yin, so you should be able to sense something from her."

"Even worse than you were at the beginning?"

“That’s not just a few.” Kobayashi Sora looked up at the sky. “If we combine the three of us, eliminate all our weaknesses, and enhance all our strengths, then she’s the one.”

"So you're saying this conversation is destined to be unpleasant?"

"Do you have such a clear understanding of yourself?"

“I have a very clear understanding of you.” Kasumigaoka Utaha paused. “Are you really okay?”

"Just as I believe in your abilities..."

"Understood." Kasumigaoka Utaha ended the call.

Just as Kobayashi Sora believed in their creative abilities, they could also trust Kobayashi Sora's information gathering abilities.

If things don't turn out well, Kobayashi Sora will definitely stop it.

The afternoon of the last Saturday of February.

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri found their agreed-upon spot.

"It seems to be a Japanese restaurant on the top floor there. They've already made a reservation in Malz's name." Kasumigaoka Utaha pointed ahead. "Akane Kousaka told us to go there ourselves."

“Oh~~~” Eriri responded sarcastically.

"What?" Kasumigaoka Utaha raised an eyebrow.

“They’re clearly trying to intimidate us.” As the two entered the hall, Eriri pointed upwards, “The Japanese restaurant on the top floor here is Mikage-tei. The prices are outrageous, but it’s so popular that it’s fully booked for months in advance.”

"You seem quite familiar with this place."

“My dad often patronizes that restaurant when he entertains guests from his own country, and I was brought there a few times when I was little.” Eriri smiled confidently. “Well… you probably wouldn’t understand since you usually eat junk food.”

"You fake Englishman, you usually drink bottled black tea and eat French fries, don't you?"

"It's not French fries, it's called chips! Chips are the British name for French fries!"

What's making you angry?

As usual, the two bickered and argued as they entered the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

"They're trying to intimidate me..." Eriri's eyes darted around. "I'll just say on purpose, 'Ah~ this foie gras doesn't taste as good as before, it doesn't seem to be imported.'"

"Stop pretending. You clearly can't even tell the difference between foie gras and chicken gizzard."

"I can still tell the difference between chicken gizzards! You know, those! They're crunchy and delicious, right?"

"Food reviews of this caliber... typical British taste."

Upon reaching the top floor, one is greeted by a vast garden that seems unlike anything inside a building.

A wooden bridge spans the babbling brook, carp swim in the water, and the sound of bamboo tubes being filled with water is crisp and clear.

"This way, please... The other guest has arrived."