How to raise a random guy's wife

The finely stitched sweater outlines her curvaceous figure, and the originally straight vertical stripes are stretched into elegant curves, making her slender waist and ample bosom even more prominent.

The warm and form-fitting black tights, though opaque, have a mysterious sheen that contrasts with the knitted sweater, making them look and feel completely different.

The different colors complement each other. The cherry pink sweater makes the alluring black tights look cute, while the mysterious black tights also tone down the childishness of the cherry pink sweater. The contrasting colors present a subtle harmony on Kobayashi Megumi. They do not lose their individual styles, but instead enhance each other's charm.

Although I saw Kobayashi Megumi's outfit in the morning, the feeling of holding her in my arms and seeing her in person is completely different.

Kobayashi Sora carefully appreciated the wonderful contrast brought about by the two different materials, and said, "I've wanted to say this for a long time, you really know how to dress."

Through her clothes, Kobayashi Sora's hand tickled Kobayashi Megumi. "Then tell me sooner rather than later... If you like it, I can come up with a lot more outfit ideas."

"I love it so much," Kobayashi Sora replied immediately. "I love it so much."

Kobayashi Megumi poked his cheek. "Even if you like it, don't keep touching it. Aren't you going to sleep? Or... if you mention sleeping, you..."

The words that Kobayashi Sora used to tease Kobayashi Megumi were used by Kobayashi Megumi again.

Kobayashi Sora had no choice but to obediently hold Kobayashi Megumi and close her eyes.

"Hmm..." After a while, Kobayashi Megumi made a weak sound, "It seems a little hot."

Before, I didn't feel anything. After drinking a cup of hot tea, lying in bed, and being held by Kobayashi Sora, my current attire makes me feel a bit hot.

Kobayashi Megumi tried it out and found it difficult to exert herself under the covers. "Honey~"

"I'll help." Kobayashi Sora reached out and grabbed the hem of the bodycon sweater with her fingers, which also touched the black pantyhose covering Kobayashi Megumi's thighs.

As the two sensations descended simultaneously, Kobayashi Sora's heart skipped a beat. The warmth of Kobayashi Megumi's body on the fabric seemed to brazenly seep into his heart from his fingertips.

With a slight exertion of her hands, and as Kobayashi Megumi slightly raised her body, the hem of her bodycon sweater gradually rose, revealing her warm, slender waist.

The smoothness of her skin, the warmth of her breath, her scent, and the subtle sounds of her clothes rubbing together.

Everything about Kobayashi Megumi occupied all of Kobayashi Sora's senses.

Kobayashi Megumi raised her hand so that the sweater could be easily removed from her body.

Kobayashi Sora grabbed the hem of her sweater to cover Kobayashi Megumi's face and arms, and then... she didn't want to move anymore.

A gentle kiss landed, and Kobayashi Megumi's body trembled slightly, letting out a soft sound. A tender complaint followed, "You bad boy~"

To do this while your arms are immobile, your eyes are blind, and you are completely unable to resist... that's too unfair.

It struggled symbolically for a couple of moments, but to no avail.

Kobayashi Megumi could only helplessly wait for Kobayashi Sora to end the matter on her own... but Kobayashi Sora seemed to have no such intention at all.

"Good husband~" Kobayashi Megumi gently shook him, "I still want to sleep."

Only then did Kobayashi Sora realize what was happening and stop, helping Kobayashi Megumi free herself from the constraints of the sweater.

Kobayashi Megumi's face was flushed after regaining her freedom; it was unclear whether it was due to the sweater or some other factor.

Reaching out, she pinched Kobayashi Sora's cheek and complained, "You naughty mouth."

"I couldn't help it," Kobayashi Sora's voice was muffled.

"Be good from now on." Kobayashi Megumi tugged at Kobayashi Sora's cheek, then let go of him, hugged him, and closed her eyes.

It's obvious that I need to go to sleep properly.

Kobayashi Sora suppressed the turmoil in her heart, closed her eyes, and calmed her somewhat heavy breathing.

Just as he had calmed down a little, he heard his wife's whisper again, "Husband?"

"Ok?"

“These tights are warm,” Kobayashi Megumi said, her breath warm. “They’re a little hot…”

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Kobayashi Sora opened her eyes, her gaze, somewhat intense, falling on Kobayashi Megumi's smiling face. "So?"

"It's so comfortable in bed, I don't want to get out." Kobayashi Megumi pinched a bit of pantyhose between her fingertips and gently twisted it, "but I can't exert any strength in bed."

"I'll help." Kobayashi Sora understood and extended her hand.

"Huh?" His decisive response startled Kobayashi Megumi for a moment, but the next instant, she understood why he was so decisive.

"I admit it, I confess." Kobayashi Sora chose to face her inner thoughts, reaching out to hook the edge of her pantyhose, applying a gentle yet domineering grip. "Whenever the topic of sleeping comes up, I think of you..."

"Don't say it~" Kobayashi Megumi reached out and covered Kobayashi Sora's mouth.

Her mouth was sealed by her small hand, and Kobayashi Sora's eyes lit up.

If you wanted to stop it, Kobayashi Megumi's hand should have been somewhere else.

That means...

"You bad guy..." Kobayashi Megumi complained softly, wrapping her arms around Kobayashi Sora's neck, "If you don't tell me the truth... how can I possibly admit it?"

The fair, delicate little feet, no longer encased in pantyhose, radiated a warm, jade-like luster in Kobayashi Sora's palms. The adorable toes were slightly spread apart, then shyly retracted the next moment.

Kobayashi Sora was intently admiring the object, which resembled a work of art. The intensity of her gaze made Kobayashi Megumi feel somewhat uncomfortable; blushing, she turned her head away, saying, "Don't stare like that..."

If you don't want to be stared at, just tuck your feet under the covers.

But Kobayashi Megumi only complained softly, without taking any action whatsoever.

Noticing Kobayashi Megumi's adorable little thoughts, Kobayashi Sora couldn't help but chuckle.

Hearing his meaningful laughter, Kobayashi Megumi, embarrassed and annoyed, pulled the blanket over her flushed face.

But if that's the case... wouldn't that mean being completely defenseless?

It's as if they're encouraging Kobayashi Sora to act recklessly.

......

Kobayashi Megumi woke up from a light sleep, gently pulled out the hair that Kobayashi Sora had been pressing down on, and used her arms to prop herself up and sit up.

As she stood up, Kobayashi Megumi paused, raised her hand, and poked Kobayashi Sora's face lightly.

A mischievous rascal...

As she poked him, Kobayashi Megumi leaned down and gently kissed him on the cheek.

My favorite villain...

After smoothing her hair, Kobayashi Megumi took her toiletries and went into the bathroom.

The warm water splashes on the skin, bringing a relaxing and comfortable feeling to both body and mind.

Kobayashi Megumi smoothed her freshly washed hair and looked up to see Kobayashi Sora walking in.

"Hmm..." Kobayashi Megumi puffed out her cheeks slightly, "Be a good girl."

If we let him act up, it might take forever to wash him.

“I’ve always been a good girl.” Kobayashi Sora hugged Kobayashi Megumi, sharing the experience of being washed by the water with her. “I’ve always done whatever you wanted me to do.”

Kobayashi Megumi argued, "I didn't mean to, it was you who started it... by hugging me like this..."

My original idea changed all at once.

I was just trying to make Kobayashi Sora behave, but now...

No, Kobayashi Megumi decided to take the initiative. "Sit down."

She pressed Kobayashi Sora onto a chair in the bathroom, saying, "I'll wash your hair."

"Eh~~~?" Kobayashi Sora drawled, "I was going to help you wash."

“I’m done washing,” Kobayashi Megumi replied. “Close your eyes.”

Even if she hadn't finished washing, she wouldn't let Kobayashi Sora help her.

He likes the back of his neck so much, he must have some mischievous thoughts when he's washing his hair.

Kobayashi Sora wets Kobayashi's hair with water, then takes a bath sponge, squeezes shampoo onto it, lathers it into fine foam, and applies the foam to Kobayashi Sora's hair, gently massaging it with her soft fingertips. "Don't suddenly come closer, or you'll get it on me—you naughty girl."

Megumi Kobayashi gently patted Sora Kobayashi with her foamy hands. "Close your eyes, it's time to rinse."

The warm water washed away the foam, and Kobayashi Sora opened her eyes, her gaze filled with anticipation.

Kobayashi Megumi pointed to the shelf, "Hand me the shower gel."

Kobayashi Sora reached for the shower gel that Kobayashi Megumi had brought, paused for a moment in mid-air, and then picked up the toiletries that the hotel had placed in the bathroom.

After glancing at the name, Kobayashi Sora retrieved the ingredient list from her memory, confirmed that there were no ingredients that Kobayashi Megumi was allergic to, and then handed it to her.

"Huh?" Kobayashi Megumi took it casually, then realized the texture was a bit off. Upon closer inspection, she discovered it was a hotel product, "Nourishing Heaven Bath Oil?"

“I heard this one is good. I’ve looked at the ingredient list and there are no allergens,” Kobayashi Sora replied. “However, the aroma isn’t particularly strong either.”

"I haven't used bath oil much before, it seems quite different from shower gel?"

"Yes, the main difference is in the base cleanser. Shower gels are mostly water-based, while bath oils are mostly plant-based, which has better moisturizing ability and eliminates the need for body lotion," Kobayashi Sora explained further. "However, the lather is not as rich."

"I see." Kobayashi Megumi poured a suitable amount of bath oil into her palm, spread it with her hands, and applied it to Kobayashi Sora's back. "It feels... a bit like..."

"Because it's all oil," Kobayashi Sora said with a smirk. "I heard it works even better with a massage, so I'll help you wash."

"No." Kobayashi Megumi's pink cheeks puffed out slightly. The texture of the bath oil, combined with Kobayashi Sora's massage, made her change her mind again. "I can massage too."

Slender fingers gently kneaded Kobayashi Sora's shoulders, and with the movement of Kobayashi Megumi's hands, the golden bath oil gradually turned into fine foam.

As Kobayashi Sora said, it does indeed produce less foam than shower gel.

Moreover, because it's oil, the sound it makes is a bit strange.

"Ugh...she suddenly leaned in again." Kobayashi Megumi couldn't do anything about the mischievous Kobayashi Sora. "The foam I worked so hard to make has ended up on me again."

"Can we use more?" Kobayashi Sora suggested. "Let's apply it together."

Kobayashi Megumi pinched Kobayashi Sora's ear with her wet hands, "This was your original plan, wasn't it?"

He specifically chose bath oil, which clearly indicates that he had special expectations for it.

“At the beginning…” Kobayashi Sora corrected, “this saves time.”

"Is it just to save time?"

"And to save time..."

Kobayashi Megumi poked his head.