How to raise a random guy's wife

Kobayashi Sora got out of bed, turned off the light, and when she crawled back into bed, she found Kobayashi Megumi lying on her side with her back to her, looking like she was about to have a good sleep.

He tentatively placed his hand on Kobayashi Megumi's slender waist; the satin felt smooth to the touch and carried the warmth of Kobayashi Megumi's skin.

Kobayashi Sora's hand paused slightly, then began to move stealthily.

"Hmm..." Kobayashi Megumi grabbed Kobayashi Sora's hand, "Someone's being naughty."

In the bedroom with the lights off, before my eyes have adjusted to only being able to see a hazy darkness, my other senses become more sensitive as my vision is reduced.

The blankets were warm with each other's temperature. The two were so close that every breath carried the other's scent, refreshing their hearts and souls.

“I just suddenly thought of something,” Kobayashi Sora moved her hand, but when she realized that Kobayashi Megumi didn’t intend to let go, she stopped moving her hand and instead leaned her body against her back, whispering close to her snow-white nape, “You only asked me if I liked it, but when you wear this nightgown, what matters most is whether you like it or not.”

Kobayashi Megumi twisted slightly, her voice involuntarily softening, "I'm glad you like it~"

"What if my taste is weird?"

"Is it strange that there are Kobayashi brand pajamas?"

“Yes…” Kobayashi Sora thought for a moment, “For example… the kind with openwork.”

"The openwork design on both sides is alright~"

"Um......"

Kobayashi Megumi noticed Kobayashi Sora's hesitation. "You mean the kind with openwork on both sides, right?"

"It is possible."

“You rascal…” Kobayashi Megumi leaned back, adjusting her position against Kobayashi Sora’s chest. “If you like, it’s not impossible.”

"You spoil me too much..." Kobayashi Sora kissed her slender neck lightly. "No, you need to consider your own thoughts more."

"Hmm~" Kobayashi Megumi tilted her head slightly, "I'm considering it..."

"You need to consider it carefully and compare it thoroughly," Kobayashi Sora guided gently. "For example, how breathable is it?"

"pretty good."

“That’s too vague. A comparison would be more objective,” Kobayashi Sora breathed in her ear. “How does it compare to Kobayashi brand pajamas?”

"Hmm..." Kobayashi Megumi bit her lower lip lightly, "It's...it's fine..."

"And how close?" Kobayashi Sora hugged Kobayashi Megumi and nuzzled her gently. "Which is better?"

"A nightgown...would be better..."

"And what about softness?"

"The nightgown is so soft..." Kobayashi Megumi's voice twitched playfully, "Much softer than Kobayashi brand~"

"Is the difference really that big?"

“Yes…” Kobayashi Megumi answered truthfully, “The difference… is huge…”

......

After a long period of in-depth experience, Kobayashi Megumi finally came to a conclusion.

"In terms of experience, nightgowns are softer and more form-fitting." Leaning against Kobayashi Sora, Kobayashi Megumi gently rubbed Kobayashi Sora's lips with her fingertips as she summarized, "However, in terms of practicality, Kobayashi brand is a bit better."

Kobayashi Sora held her fingertip in her mouth. "So you prefer Kobayashi brand pajamas, right?"

"Hmm..." Kobayashi Megumi gave a mischievous smile, "No, I like the nightgown I bought better."

"Eh?"

“Because if I wear Kobayashi brand clothing, I can only enjoy Kobayashi brand clothing,” Kobayashi Megumi whispered. “But if I wear a nightgown, I can enjoy two experiences.”

"I'm glad you like it." Kobayashi Sora hugged Kobayashi Megumi. "But I'm a little unwilling to lose like this."

"Then try a little harder," Kobayashi Megumi said softly, "Two... three..."

RER's president, Kobayashi, showed great interest in the pajama review.

-

"Going out to sea?" Mayu Sagara looked at Shimojima out to sea with a puzzled expression. "You look very tired. Are you feeling alright?"

"Huh? Ah..." Bo Island seemed a little dazed as he left the boat. "I...I'm fine..."

"Really?" Mayu Sagara was a little worried. Hashima was several years younger than her, and since their jobs were similar, Mayu Sagara always unconsciously treated her like a younger sister, of course, without noticing... "You just rubbed your shoulders several times. It would be best if you went to the hospital for a check-up."

“My shoulder is fine,” said Bodao Chuhai, rubbing his shoulder. “It’s an old problem.”

Sagara Mayu sighed, "She's so young, why is she talking about old ailments..."

"Because I developed early, there's nothing I can do about it." Bo Shima touched the surging waves with his hand. Although the artist doesn't have to wear a fitted shirt like other employees, the huge size still can't be completely hidden by loose clothes. "Sweating in the summer goes without saying, and the weight alone is enough to be a nuisance—but I've gotten used to it."

As she explained, "Placing it on the table like this makes things much easier, but it's not very convenient when drawing..."

Mayu Sagara always unconsciously treats Izumi Hashima as her younger sister, provided, of course, that she doesn't notice the huge difference in their physiques.

Once you notice them, they're no longer family, but enemies.

In this respect, Eriri is Mayu Sagara's best friend forever.

However... such a size that's hard to grasp by hand must be amazing to knead.

Even Mayu Sagara might have such thoughts.

Or bury your face in it or something...

Chapter 611 Mental Inflict

Let alone experiencing it firsthand, just thinking about it is incredibly therapeutic.

If you really did that, all your troubles would disappear.

No wonder so many people like it...

Although Izumi Hashima was earnestly recounting her troubles, Mayu Sagara's thoughts were uncontrollably drifting in other directions.

No, no, no!

Sagara Mayu rationally looked away and changed the subject, "If it's not a physical problem, then it must be psychological stress."

"Um......"

"About the animation?"

"Hmm." Hashima Izumi sighed rather wistfully, "As you know, the animation producer has been changed to Utaha."

"I remember you were the one who asked for it... You regret it?"

Bo Island honestly admitted, "A little."

“Well, Utaha is a seasoned author and scriptwriter, but this is her first time being a producer,” Mayu Sagara comforted her. “It’s normal for you to be worried, but with Sora Ao here, it won’t be a big problem.”

“I understand.” Kobayashi Sora’s reliability is evident to everyone at RER. Even Hashima Ikumi feels that even if the animation he produces is not very good, Kobayashi Sora can turn it into a masterpiece that many people praise. “I’m not worried that my senior will not do a good job. I just talked to her. She is very well prepared and has a good understanding of all aspects. Now she is just waiting for my project.”

“So,” Mayu Sagara discovered the root of Hashima’s current low spirits, “you’re worried about yourself?”

"Hmm." Hashima Izumi nodded. "If it were before, if the animation wasn't good enough, I could blame it on my brother, saying he only cared about commercial value and ignored my feelings, forcing me to change the animation that way or something..."

This skillful and precise way of shifting blame definitely suggests they're siblings.

But to betray your own brother like this...

Sagara Mayu put herself in her shoes and thought about it.

It seems there's no problem.

Yes, yes.

“But if it were Utaha, that excuse wouldn’t work at all.” Hashima Izumi sighed. “So I’m starting to regret it.”

Sagara Mayu's gaze involuntarily shifted slightly. Could her breathing really cause such a large fluctuation?

She took a deep breath and glanced down.

I saw my shoes.

Then I immediately lost heart.

“That’s true,” Mayu Sagara said bluntly, “but you wouldn’t want to switch it back, would you?”

Just as physical development has brought various troubles to Bo Island Go-a-hai, she certainly wouldn't want Bo Island Go-a-hai to become like her.

“Yes, it’s a rare opportunity.” Bo Island looked downcast, like a dejected little puppy. “The more I regret it, the more I want to persevere. Or rather, if I didn’t want to persevere, I wouldn’t be in this situation of regret.”

In short, I'm really torn.

"Then don't think about it anymore, just focus your energy on your creative work." Mayu Sagara was very open-minded. Since development is what it is, then don't make things difficult for yourself. Just put more effort into your outfits.

But when I'm thinking about what to wear, I always end up thinking about my development... tsk.

Mayu Sagara began to empathize with the current state of mind of Hashima when he went out to sea.

“That’s the problem…” The frustrated little dog became even more frustrated, as if it had been drenched in a downpour. “If things were going well with my creative work, I wouldn’t have time to worry.”

Sagara Mayu understood; this was a classic case of internal strife.

People need to consume psychological resources in the process of self-control. When resources are insufficient, people are in a state of so-called internal friction.

This is a common situation, like when a teacher asks a question in class, you want to answer, but you refuse to answer because you're afraid of giving the wrong answer.

In the end, not raising my hand to answer the question only added to my self-loathing for my cowardice.

Or, even when you've prepared thoroughly for something, you might still feel pain, anxiety, fear, frustration, and pressure due to the unknown difficulties involved...

Under this emotional pressure, they struggle with whether or not they really want to do it, thus hesitating and constantly wavering.

It is called internal friction because it is a kind of internal self-consumption.

I have toiled my muscles and bones, starved my body, emptied my mind, and disrupted my endeavors—yet I have accomplished nothing.

Should we do it this way? Or that way? Or maybe we shouldn't do it at all?

I thought about a lot, but did nothing.

Even though I haven't done anything, I'm exhausted both physically and mentally.

Mayu Sagara is all too familiar with this situation; Kanon Shibuya is a typical example of internal strife.

However, with the help of her companions, Shibuya Kanon has successfully overcome her internal conflicts and is now able to devote more energy to her creative work.