How to raise a random guy's wife

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"What's the difference?"

Akane Akasaka: "I had a stroke, do you?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "......"

"If you know you're sick, drink less," Machida Sonoko reminded him irritably.

"It's much better now, this amount is no problem," Akane Akasaka said dismissively, then turned to Kasumigaoka Utaha and continued to boast, "Besides, I have the ability to create excellent works. Those guys have to keep me in a good mood if they want to make money. Do you have that ability?"

"..." Kasumigaoka Utaha felt that drinking alone was quite nice.

Akane Akane stared at Utaha Kasumigaoka, her previous casual demeanor instantly transforming into an extremely oppressive and authoritative one. "The premise of going all in is that you still have the strength to fight. If you can't figure out what you want and what you have, you're just courting death."

"Akane!" Machida Sonoko wanted Akane Kousaka to soften her tone, but then suddenly realized something and looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha with a puzzled expression, "Utaha?"

Akane Akane seemed to have noticed something that Sonoko Machida hadn't, and deliberately provoked her with her words.

In other words, Kasumigaoka Utaha is keeping something from Machida Sonoko.

Kasumigaoka Utaha finished her drink. "You're the one who led me astray. Now you want to give me pointers?"

"If someone can be easily led astray, then you can't blame them solely for going astray!" Akane Kousaka's logic was clear. "They're both creators, but Eriri..."

"Hmm?" Eriri had just entered the tavern when she heard someone calling her name.

"I'm going back now." Kasumigaoka Utaha stood up. "You guys continue drinking."

"Eh? Hmm? Hello..." Eriri hadn't even finished greeting everyone when Kasumigaoka Utaha dragged her out.

"You've been drinking?" Eriri's face was full of disgust, but her eyes were full of worry. She helped Kasumigaoka Utaha to the passenger seat, and after making sure she was seated properly, she drove her home.

"Tsk." Akane Akasaka made a dissatisfied sound in the tavern.

"Akane, what exactly happened?" Machida Sonoko watched Kasumigaoka Utaha leave, who was practically fleeing in panic, and anxiously asked Akane Akasaka.

"I'm fine, but she's in trouble."

"That's the one I was asking about."

"You guys talked a lot before I came, right?" Akane Kousaka tilted her head. "What did she say?"

Sonoko Machida recalled, "She said... striving to become an animator is an attempt."

"fake."

"Eh?"

"Never mind me," Akane Kousaka urged. "Keep talking."

"She said she couldn't bear to part with Kasumi Eri..."

"lie."

"If things don't go well for you as an animator, you can still use these experiences to create something new."

"Bullshit."

"If the work doesn't turn out well, I can still work as a producer's assistant or something..."

Not a single word of the truth.

"What did you say?"

“Ono,” Akane Kousaka raised her glass, looking at Sonoko Machida through the wine, “when do you think people have the feeling of seeing right through each other?”

"Hmm..." Machida Sonoko frowned slightly, and the moment she realized the answer, her frown deepened, "When you see a reflection of your past in the other person?"

“That’s why I could tell at a glance,” Akane Akasaka said, finishing her drink. “She didn’t stop creating; she gave up creating altogether.”

"You're really heavy..." Eriri struggled to throw Kasumigaoka Utaha onto the bed.

She was fairly lucid when she got into the car, but as soon as the car started moving, Kasumigaoka Utaha became confused and mumbled incoherently to Eriri to open the door so she could get some fresh air.

Why open the door when you're driving?

However, getting some fresh air is still sufficient.

Eriri then opened the car window.

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Ugh~"

She doesn't usually drink, but she drank so quickly today.

She was fine after drinking the alcohol, but as soon as she got in the car, the alcohol took effect, and Kasumigaoka Utaha immediately passed out.

With the car swaying slightly, I felt completely disoriented.

The contents of my stomach started to become restless.

After vomiting by the car window, my consciousness became blurred.

This was the first time Eriri had ever seen Kasumigaoka Utaha in such a disheveled state.

Eriri used her phone to look up how a lighter person could move a heavier person before transferring Kasumigaoka Utaha from the car to her bed at home.

Eriri leaned on her knees, panting, by Utaha Kasumigaoka's bedside.

Although the method is correct, it is a physically demanding task.

worn out......

It took Eriri a while to recover before she straightened up and looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Her face was slightly flushed, her hair was messy, and her shirt was dirty.

Eriri took out her phone and snapped several pictures in quick succession.

You've finally met your match, huh?

Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice was muffled, "E...Eri..."

Chapter 646 Heinous Crimes

"Hmm?" Eriri leaned closer to listen. "What?"

"Eriri..." Kasumigaoka Utaha murmured, "That tsundere..."

"Tsundere? Who's tsundere?" Eriri bristled. "Who are you calling tsundere? Who are you calling tsundere!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha did not respond, but her lips moved slightly, making a sound that was difficult to understand.

Eriri angrily clenched her little fist.

Forget it.

Why should I get angry at someone who's drunk like that?

Kasumigaoka Utaha is really something.

He couldn't hold his liquor but still tried to drink, and this is how he ended up.

With a sigh, Eriri was about to leave when she noticed Kasumigaoka Utaha's dirty shirt.

If we leave her like this, it won't just be her shirt that's dirty when she wakes up tomorrow morning.

Eriri helped Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was lying on the bed, sit up, casually pulled off her coat and threw it aside, then unbuttoned it and helped her take off her shirt as well.

"Tsk." Without the shirt to cover it, Eriri's already unattainable size became even more spectacular.

Within the close-fitting vest, a considerable surface tension is displayed.

Using her shoulder to brace against Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was leaning backward, Eriri awkwardly grabbed the edge of Kasumigaoka Utaha's vest and pulled it upward.

pull......

its stuck.

Since it was a close-fitting garment, and she had to support Kasumigaoka Utaha's body, Eriri couldn't exert much force.

With her short arms and weak muscles, it was quite difficult for her to help the mature and elegant Kasumigaoka Utaha undress.

Eriri's movements stopped.

This was the first time she had ever realized that clothes could be caught on the chest.

Wow, I'm so happy.

I feel like I've learned some really useful knowledge... but I don't need it at all!

Eriri glared angrily at the two eyes that were in the way, then adjusted her angle and exerted force again, finally managing to pull Kasumigaoka Utaha's vest up to her armpits.

It's much easier here.

Eriri stopped supporting Kasumigaoka Utaha's upper body and let her lie on the bed.

Then adjust the position of her arms so that they are raised high.

Then, use your hands to completely pull the vest off Kasumigaoka Utaha's body.

"Hiss—!" Eriri's eyes widened, then she quickly looked away.

Although I see them occasionally, the impact of this one is truly...hiss!

Take one more look.

This is simply... an outrageous crime.

Eriri looked down at herself.

I also looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha.

The differences between people are truly visible to the naked eye.

The way she looked at Kasumigaoka Utaha again was the way she looked at an enemy.