How to raise a random guy's wife

“They…” Eriri opened her mouth, “This… is going too far.”

"What's the big deal? We've played that before."

Chapter 892 Let it go

"Who...who played with you!" Eriri's skin was fair, and her face turned as red as if she had a fever.

"What's wrong with your memory?" Kasumigaoka Utaha knew Eriri had misunderstood again, but she wasn't surprised; she was used to it. "I forgot about that night..."

“That night…” Eriri’s ears turned red. “That night was just an accident. Who told you to come to my bed? I was sleeping soundly when you suddenly barged in. This was… um… self-defense! Yes, self-defense. If you make a mistake, you have to be punished.”

"Don't you want to listen to what you're saying? You're rambling incoherently," Kasumigaoka Utaha reminded her. "That game called 'Love is worse than a Favorite,' isn't it just a story about two girls?"

"A game? Ah... um... yes," Eriri nodded, shifting her gaze guiltily. "It is... a game, um, it's pretty good... You're right. We did play it a while ago, actually not that long, just a few days ago, right? The gameplay isn't long, but the story is quite interesting, and they really put a lot of effort into the character art... But it's a game, isn't it? Meeting, proposing, and then developing feelings for each other and all that..."

"That's exactly what I mean. It's easy to explain things in a game, since it's just a story. But when something like this actually happens to you, it's still quite surprising." Kasumigaoka Utaha paused. "You did some really bad things to me that night, didn't you?"

"Yes, that's what happened... No!" Eriri realized her mistake halfway through her sentence and looked down at the table. "I didn't, I didn't do anything!"

Look at how guilty this guy looks.

"you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. Don't I know whether I did anything or not?" Eriri said confidently. "Even if I did do something, what evidence do you have? Are you trying to frame me out of thin air? Are you trying to slander me?"

Good guy.

This ability to turn the tables.

No wonder he's been my long-time rival.

Kasumigaoka Utaha tugged at her collar. "There are still bruises on it."

"How could that be? I didn't even dare to use any force!"

"Oh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her red eyes slightly. "So you actually did it..."

"I...you...that..." Eriri's bright blue eyes darted around, "You even hugged me! You were the one who started it!"

That's the truth.

When producing the anime "Mononoke", even with the strong support of Megumi Kobayashi and the enthusiastic help of Sora Kobayashi, Kasumigaoka Utaha still had some troubles that made her feel upset and even caused her to suffer from insomnia.

Having previously slept while holding Eriri, the experience was quite pleasant.

With a "let's give it a try" attitude, when Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't sleep at night, she would go to Eriri's room and hug her to sleep.

Holding the soft and fragrant Eriri in my arms is so much more comfortable than a body pillow.

Eriri was initially somewhat resistant, and would complain about it every morning when she woke up.

I gradually got used to it.

After all, Kasumigaoka Utaha is a thoughtful person, and when her decisions affect many people, she puts immense pressure on herself.

Eriri couldn't help much during that time, so it was a good thing that Kasumigaoka Utaha could relax a bit in this way.

Once the animation was finished, Kasumigaoka Utaha would occasionally go to Eriri's room and sleep in her arms.

She got used to it.

"But you didn't lock the door either."

"You think you can just come in if I don't lock the door?" Eriri finally caught her in a slip-up. "So, according to you, I can do whatever I want just because you don't resist?"

"I wasn't resisting, I was unconscious." Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't about to be defeated so easily. "According to your usual themes, this should be called sleeping..."

"No, that's not true!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha put down her chopsticks. "Well, you're right."

"Mmm," Eriri breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad you understand."

Kasumigaoka Utaha got up, walked around the kotatsu, and went to Eriri's side. "Especially that line, 'Making mistakes means you have to be punished.'"

Eriri shrank back in fright, "What...what are you going to do?!"

“Of course, I’ll do what you did to me.” Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched out her hands. “When you did whatever you wanted to me, didn’t you ever think of something called ‘retribution’?”

"I..." Eriri opened her mouth, "You...don't...don't..."

"You think you can just say you don't want it? There's no such thing as a free lunch. I'll make you pay for everything you've done to me right now..." Kasumigaoka Utaha felt she had scared him enough, so she changed the subject, "Ah, you didn't, then forget it."

"Huh?" Eriri paused for a moment, then lowered her head, and then suddenly looked up. "Huh? Kasumigaoka Utaha, what do you mean!"

"Hmm..." Kasumigaoka Utaha looked down at herself, then at Eriri, "Is something so obvious that it needs to be said outright?"

"..." Eriri stared wide-eyed, grabbing Kasumigaoka Utaha's hand and pressing it against her body. "Who doesn't have it! It's obvious! What are you trying to say!"

Utaha Kasumigaoka was caught off guard and was unusually stunned by Eriri.

Utaha Kasumigaoka used to just tease her, simply enjoying seeing Eriri get embarrassed and angry.

After hearing it so many times, even Kasumigaoka Utaha herself started to believe it.

In fact, Eriri's figure is very well-proportioned, or rather, standard.

Yes, it exists, and it's just the right amount.

It's just that she's surrounded by people who are above average, such as Kasumigaoka Utaha, Hashima Izumi, and Kobayashi Megumi who is already a mother, so she seems a bit... calm and collected in comparison.

Now that she's at home, she's prioritizing comfort in her clothing, and Eriri is so angry that she's breathing rapidly.

Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't help but exclaim, "Huh? There really is one..."

"What do you mean 'it really exists'? It has always existed!"

“What I mean is, I didn’t expect it to be this good,” Kasumigaoka Utaha said, quite surprised. “You really gave me a pleasant surprise.”

"What are you saying?!" Eriri suddenly realized what she had done and tried to push away Kasumigaoka Utaha's hand.

But inviting a god is easy, sending him away is hard. Kasumigaoka Utaha clearly had no intention of giving up easily. "Let me sense it more carefully..."

"Stop it right now!"

Chapter 893 Self-care

Eriri struggled frantically.

It's better if they don't struggle.

Eriri struggled.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was even more unwilling to let go.

His red eyes narrowed slightly, a dangerous glint flashing within them.

Kasumigaoka Utaha only exerted a little force...

Eriri collapsed.

They ate at the table with the kotatsu, even though they were originally sitting on the floor.

With just a lunge forward, Kasumigaoka Utaha could easily subdue Eriri using her weight advantage.

The main reason is that Eriri lacks exercise and has very little strength.

With a sudden burst of strength, Kasumigaoka Utaha drained Eriri's last bit of energy.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's body blocked the light, casting a shadow that enveloped the delicate Eriri.

"Don't move..." Kasumigaoka Utaha whispered, "It's time for punishment."

"You...you calm down..." Eriri sensed something was wrong. "Let...let go..."

“This is just the beginning,” Kasumigaoka Utaha tried to justify herself. “You’ve done such terrible things to me, do you think you can get away with this?”

"I...I didn't!"

“Let me help you recall,” Kasumigaoka Utaha’s lips curled into an uncontrollable smile, “That night, did you do this?”

"No...no..."

"Is that so?"

"no!"

"Could it be..." Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze grew increasingly dangerous.

"No...no..." Eriri twisted her body and struggled.

“Struggle a little harder,” Kasumigaoka Utaha thought Eriri was like a cute mermaid. “It’s pretty boring if you don’t struggle.”

"Gulp..." Eriri bit her lower lip and turned her head to the side. "Don't even think about it."

She completely gave up struggling and let Kasumigaoka Utaha do whatever she wanted.

That way, Kasumigaoka Utaha will stop playing once she gets bored.

No, that's not true!

Eriri glared angrily at Kasumigaoka Utaha, but because her face was too red and her eyes were too watery, her gaze had limited impact. "Didn't you say this was boring?"

“Your body may not be struggling, but your mind is,” Kasumigaoka Utaha chuckled. “The mental struggle is even more interesting.”

"You gloomy woman!" Eriri struggled with her hands and feet, "Let me go!"

"Look, now there's physical struggle too."

Eriri bit her lower lip and stared at her without saying a word.

"Hmm..." Kasumigaoka Utaha realized she might have gone a bit too far, and stopped nonchalantly. "Alright, we're even now."

"Kasumigaoka Utaha..." Eriri crossed her arms over her chest and shrank back. "I'll remember this grudge!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha sat back down by the kotatsu, picked up her chopsticks, and said, "You started it, why are you still holding a grudge?"

"This is completely different!" Eriri glared angrily. "Back then, I was..."

"What is it?"

"..." Eriri didn't finish her sentence, and ate her rice cakes angrily.

I treated the soft rice cake like Kasumigaoka Utaha and took bites of it.