How to raise a random guy's wife

"Back at sea?" Having prepared a gift, Iori Hashima opened the door somewhat nervously. "I'm back..."

When Iori Hashima drove back home and found that the lights were off, she felt a little uneasy.

Now, upon entering her home and discovering that her younger sister was indeed not there, Iori Hashima completely panicked.

After putting down the gift, I hurriedly took out the phone and called Bo Island for a boat trip.

The short wait felt like an eternity.

finally......

"Hey, brother?" A voice called out from the sea off Bo Island.

"Going out to sea? Where did you go?"

"I'm outside... what's wrong?"

"Outside!?" Iori Hashima's voice turned stern. "Where are you going? With whom?"

"You're just like Mayu's brother."

"Huh?" Iori Hashima asked, puzzled. "What's the same?"

“The tone…” Hashima Izumi sighed, “Mayu just received a call from her brother, and his tone was exactly the same as yours—weren’t you guys usually busiest at Christmas? Why are you all calling each other as if it was pre-arranged?”

"You're with Mayu?"

"Yeah, what else?"

"Yes...that's true." Iori Hashima gave a few more instructions and hung up the phone.

I stared at my phone for a long time.

“Going back to the hotel now… is probably pointless.” Iori Hashima shook her head with a smile. “Let’s find another one… never mind.”

Tossing her phone aside, Iori Hashima collapsed onto the sofa.

I'm not in the mood anymore.

But just staying here on Christmas Eve is a bit too boring.

The phone rang, and Iori Hashima answered it without hesitation, "This is Iori Hashima."

"I am Wenxiong..."

Chapter 851 Mental State

“I’m finding it harder and harder to understand him now.” In the coffee shop, Hashima Izumi put down her phone and complained to Sagara Mayu in front of her, “He’s so flirtatious… well, outrageous. I didn’t even ask him anything. I just came out for a coffee, and he acts like he’s going to eat me alive.”

"They're probably afraid you'll get eaten." Mayu Sagara's gaze fell on Izumi Hashima. In just a short while, several more people had come over to chat with them, but the two of them had all turned them down.

But people kept coming.

It wasn't until Mayu Sagara displayed a fraction of Kasumigaoka Utaha's aura that the two were finally able to have a quiet chat.

As a result, my two older brothers called one after the other.

“It’s good to be worried about,” Bo Shima said, puffing out his cheeks, “but it’s a little too late to start worrying now.”

"Ah!" Mayu Sagara suddenly had a flash of inspiration. "I think I know what's going on."

"Hmm?" Bo Island looked on with curiosity.

"That's it." Mayu Sagara felt increasingly certain as she thought about it. "They're seeking thrills."

"what?"

"Weren't we always at hotels? In pursuit of excitement, I'm planning to bring her home."

"This won't do!" Bodao Chuhai complained. "It's one thing to do it outside, but to bring it home is another."

"See? That's the attitude they have." Mayu Sagara had a knowing look on her face. "I guess my brother and your brother thought of that too, so they called first to ask if we were home."

"If I'm at home, you're letting me go out?!" Boshima was even angrier.

"Turns out we weren't home, so they panicked."

"...It seems that it really might be true." Hashima Izumi wanted to think of his brother in a better light, but he couldn't.

The image of him as a good older brother was shattered long ago when he went to Bo Island to start his career.

On the contrary, the villain from back then has now become a model husband and reliable secretary in the eyes of Po Island.

"Let's not talk about them anymore." Mayu Sagara waved her hand dismissively. "Remember that manga I told you about before?"

"Cells at Work!"

"Yes, although it was Hui and Kong Qing's suggestion, I've looked into it and it seems really good."

When recalling the production of "Mononoke," Hashima said, "Although they rarely interfered with the creative process, their ideas were always quite good."

“Or perhaps we should say it the other way around,” Mayu Sagara said, drawing a counter-clockwise circle in the air with her coffee stirrer. “It is precisely because they rarely interfere with the creative process that they don’t have the same fixed mindset as us, and are able to come up with many innovative ideas.”

"That seems more likely," said Bodao Chuhai curiously. "What stage are you at now?"

"Uh... create a new folder?"

"No way!" Bo Shima exclaimed in surprise. "It's been a while already."

“It’s precisely because this idea is so good that I can’t actually put pen to paper,” Mayu Sagara sighed. “Do you know that feeling? How should I put it… You feel like it’s a good story, and you have a feeling that if you draw it well, it will be a hit, but the cruel reality is that you know even more clearly that you don’t have the ability to draw it well. Even if you manage to draw it, the final result won’t be as good as you expected, and in the end you can only end it hastily, wasting a good idea…”

“I understand that feeling; I felt the same way at first.” Hashima Izumi guessed that Sagara Mayu wanted to meet him because she wanted to exchange creative experiences and try to get over her inner conflict. “The more you struggle with it, the more it means you like the story, so this mindset isn’t the problem; the problem lies in your actions.”

"action?"

“Even the worst drawing needs to be drawn before it can be revised. If it’s not on paper, it will always just be an imagination in your mind.” Hashima Izumi thought of the help Kasumigaoka Utaha had given her, and now it was her turn to help others. “It’s normal that you’ve just started creating manga and don’t know where to start. It would be abnormal if you could draw amazing manga just by doing it.”

Mayu Sagara candidly complained, "Right now, there's someone in front of me who, on his first time directing, turned a niche art style into a hugely popular anime."

“I finished it with everyone’s help,” said Hashima Izumi, highlighting the key point. “Everyone will help you just like they helped me. It’s okay if you don’t draw well at first. You can slowly revise it later. If all else fails, you can ask Utaha to scold you. It’s really useful.”

“Let’s forget about this…” Sagara Mayu paused, then realized she couldn’t just let it go. “I’ll try to avoid that kind of necessity.”

Hashima, not understanding Sagara Mayu's hesitation, said, "Huh? But it's really useful."

“I know it works, but getting scolded and all that... not everyone is like you, able to enjoy the process.”

"It wasn't enjoyable at all..." Bo Island muttered as he went out to sea. "It's just... um... not all of it was enjoyable."

Mayu Sagara was very worried about Hashima's mental state during his sea voyage.

This child seems... um?

Mayu Sagara straightened up and looked at the two people who had entered the coffee shop.

Even when it was snowing, these two people were wrapped up way too tightly, with big glasses, big hats, and big masks, making it impossible to see their faces at all.

But Mayu Sagara is an artist who observes all kinds of characters over the years. In her eyes, any clothing that comes into contact with the skin simply doesn't exist.

After carefully observing the two women's physiques, Sagara Mayu easily confirmed their identities.

"I want to eat cake!" Tang Keke protested. "Why can't I eat cake?"

Ping An Mingjin tugged at her mask. "You still won't let me eat."

"Can you compare yourself to me?" Tang Keke said matter-of-factly. "You're a big star now, of course you have to pay attention to your figure, how can you eat cake?"

"Aren't you going to take care of your figure anymore?"

"I'm doing this out of consideration for you. It's precisely because you can't have any that I ate yours too."

"If I can't eat it, you're not allowed to eat it either!"

"I want to eat it!"

Ping An Ming Jin was furious. "If you eat cake, you won't eat dinner tonight! I spent so long making it!"

"I can take it home and eat it after dinner."

"You need to pay more attention to your figure!"

"I've...I've come full circle again, haven't I?" Tang Keke glanced to the side and saw Mayu Sagara waving in their direction. "Mayu!"

While Ping An Mingjin turned her head to look, Tang Keke immediately ordered a cake.

"Long time no see~" Mayu Sagara greeted the two who walked over. "How have you been?"

Chapter 852 Who Wants to Care About Her

“It’s the same as always,” Ping An Mingjin sat down, looked around, and then took off her mask. “Work is piling up, I’m so busy.”

"I've already reduced it for you a lot," Tang Keke scoffed. "Otherwise, your fame could be even greater now."

“I saw the previous advertisement,” Bodao Chuhai exclaimed. “I never expected to land such a great ad. Violet looks so beautiful in it.”

“It’s all because of that advertisement…” Ping An Mingjin sighed, “Now I don’t even dare to show my face when I go out.”

“After all, it’s such a powerful advertisement,” Mayu Sagara laughed. “Is this a happy problem?”

Looking back now, Mayu Sagara is filled with emotion.

The least popular one at the time was Ping An Ming Jin, who came in last place in several polls.

The most famous one now is Heian Mingjin. Even if you rarely see her, you will often see her billboards.

“This is called Versailles.” Tang Keke took a bite of cake while Ping An Mingjin wasn’t looking. “By the way, let’s go to my house to eat later. Jin’s cooking is delicious.”

What kind of dishes do you cook at home?

Bo Island shook his head. "You should join the others. We won't bother you any longer."

“We have our gathering at other times,” Ping An Mingjin shook her head. “Actually, the main reason is me. I’m always on the go, and even today’s meeting was filmed in advance.”

“They’re busy too,” Tang Keke said, taking another bite. “The busiest one is probably Lianlian.”

"Isn't she the principal?" asked Hashima Izumi, puzzled. "She shouldn't be that busy... She shouldn't have any problem getting to and from get off work on time."

“That’s true…” Mayu Sagara, who knew a little about it, took out her phone. “But she also has a side business.”

Beautiful music played from the phone; the virtual idol Hazuki Ren was live-streaming herself playing the piano.

“Christmas Eve…” Hazuki Ren’s slender fingers danced across the piano keys, and the interaction with the real-time comments did not interfere with her playing at all. “My plans for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day are to chat with everyone. Going out? There are couples everywhere on the streets now. I’ll wait a couple of days before going out.”

Hazuki Ren is the only member of the Star Cluster who frequently streams live.