How to raise a random guy's wife

From a personal perspective, she wanted to see Kasumigaoka Utaha make a fool of herself, to see her embarrassed appearance, and to see her frustrated and resentful state of mind as she had to obey her orders against her will.

However, out of professional ethics as a painter, she would subconsciously seek out the beauty in Kasumigaoka Utaha and help her show her most beautiful aspects.

What kind of human suffering is this...?

And Kasumigaoka Utaha wasn't embarrassed at all!

Even though it was a man's house, I felt as relaxed as if I were at home.

She should be shy and embarrassed, but she looks completely at ease, even happy!

What's wrong with this woman?

Kasumigaoka Utaha was naturally happy.

Shyness and embarrassment are natural.

But this shyness and embarrassment were quickly dispelled by the pleasure that arose the moment Eriri saw her conflicted expression.

I've always wanted to see Eriri's expression like this.

That jealous expression on her face.

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"Even if Xiangyin can't sing anymore, I will continue to support her!" Tang Keke had no intention of giving up. "She loves singing so much, one day she will be able to stand on the stage and sing for everyone!"

"You need to recognize the main problem right now," Kobayashi Sora said calmly. "The festival is approaching, and only by winning can you continue your school idol activities. But Shibuya can't sing yet. Are you planning to let her go on stage like this?"

"It's okay! I'll stand by her. Even if she can't sing, it's okay, I'll sing! Someday..."

"But you didn't sing as well as her," Kobayashi Sora said bluntly. "It's hard to win the championship like this. Even if you fail, is it okay?"

“I don’t know…” Tang Keke’s voice weakened. “What will happen if we fail? What will happen if the school idol club is gone… I don’t know.” She paused. “But if we try, there’s a chance of success. If we give up now, there’s no chance of success at all.”

"Have you figured it out?"

"Mr. Kobayashi, I didn't start my school idol activities because of your help," Tang Keke declared earnestly. "This is something I want to do, so I'm going to do my best."

“There’s no need to use such an unfamiliar form of address.” Kobayashi Sora chuckled. “I’ve already thought of a way to help Shibuya.”

"Eh?"

"It's you."

"I?"

"Just like you said, Shibuya loves to sing and is good at it, but she can't sing in front of strangers, mainly because of her psychological issues." Kobayashi Sora analyzed, combining the information given by the psychologist, "What is she afraid of?"

"Hmm...shy?"

“I have a different opinion,” Kobayashi Sora said, “I think she’s afraid of getting to know people.”

"Afraid of getting to know someone?"

“I checked the records from back then, because these kinds of performances are always recorded, especially those where something went wrong. She fainted on stage because of excessive nervousness, which is actually quite normal for a child, and she'll get used to it eventually. But the problem is... she was the lead singer back then.”

"Lead singer?"

"A lead singer is a soloist who is assigned to the beginning or middle of a chorus or unison. Because the soloist has the role of leading the singing, they are called lead singers. The soloist is also called the lead singer, and one or more people can take on this role." Kobayashi Sora explained simply, "Because she sings well, everyone entrusted her with the most important part."

"But......"

"But she fainted. The tension on stage was only part of it; the hardest part was after the performance."

That endless self-blame.

She let down those who believed in her.

Even the caring glances from others made Shibuya Kanon feel awkward and uncomfortable.

"So the one who believes in her, the one who is willing to accept her failures, is the best medicine for her." Kobayashi Sora chuckled. "Tell her what I told her: be prepared to sing on stage alone, be prepared to face the pressure alone, be... yourself."

“…I understand.” Tang Keke’s voice was full of strength. “Absolutely no problem!”

"Alright, tell me your and Xiangyin's measurements, and I'll find someone to design clothes for you. Feel free to tell me what you need, and also make sure there are no materials that you're allergic to. I'll bring the clothes to you later."

"Such a quick change of topic... Shouldn't we be continuing with more emotional topics at a time like this?"

"What I just learned is all I've ever learned in my life, and I haven't even been learning it for very long." Kobayashi Sora looked towards the door. "I'm still working hard."

Chapter 115 A Surprise Upon Opening the Door

The only time to be proud is now.

Enjoy this calm before the storm, Kasumigaoka Utaha.

Eriri quickly sketched lines on the drawing paper, marking key points as she went.

No matter how dissatisfied she was with Kasumigaoka Utaha, she would never joke about her own work.

But her plan had only just begun.

This is just a transitional process.

After sketching several poses in a row, the moment of truth finally arrived.

Eriri smiled, revealing her cute little fangs. "Next move, sit on the sofa."

Kasumigaoka Utaha, wearing black high heels, walked gracefully to the sofa, turned to the side, and sat down elegantly.

She tilted her head back slightly and straightened her back, revealing the undulating lines of her body wrapped in the tight-fitting clothes.

"Tsk." Eriri reminded her unhappily, "You're facing me."

"Oh~" Kasumigaoka Utaha adjusted her posture, sat facing Eriri with her legs together, her hands naturally folded together, her delicate collarbone showing a beautiful indentation.

"Put your hands under your legs," Eriri continued to instruct.

“No problem.” Kasumigaoka Utaha rose slightly, placing her hands under her thighs, her plump legs gleaming.

"Wow, amazing..." Kato Megumi couldn't help but exclaim. Eriri always managed to find beauty in Kasumigaoka Utaha from every angle.

"Use your hands," Eriri said, her azure eyes gleaming. "Lift your legs up."

"Huh?" Kato Megumi looked at Eriri in surprise. Doesn't that mean... it has to go to that level?

"That won't do," Kasumigaoka Utaha said with a smile.

"Who just said we need to have a professional mindset?"

"Sawamura, aren't you mistaken about something?" Kasumigaoka Utaha tossed her long hair. "I'm the model for the characters in my books, so I'll do my best to replicate any action my character would take. Conversely, I won't do actions that my character can't do, and there's no need for me to do them, understand?"

Eriri's gaze was blank.

Yes.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's words make perfect sense; there's no way to refute them.

That means I can no longer command her as I please.

Wouldn't all the groundwork and transitions I just laid be wasted?

I agreed to draw it because I wanted to tease her and see her make all sorts of faces, but now that it's turned out like this, I haven't accomplished anything at all.

So just now I was completely... humiliating myself?!

"Kasumigaoka Utaha!!!"

"What's wrong?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked with a gentle smile. "The dutiful Sawamura-kun?"

"Aaaaaaah!!!" Eriri threw her pencil in a frenzy.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, your face, your figure, your smile... everything about you makes me hate you to the core!!!

"It seems we've almost finished gathering the materials." Kasumigaoka Utaha's smile grew even more delighted. "The rest is up to you."

"Who wants the leftovers?"

"Oh?" Kasumigaoka Utaha raised an eyebrow. "Are you going to break your promise? You agreed to do something, but you don't want to do it?"

"......" Eriri almost gritted her teeth to pieces.

This fat guy in black stockings...

"Um..." Kato Megumi spoke up, "It seems like it's almost lunchtime. We've finished gathering the ingredients, so let's take a break first—Eri, is there anything you'd like to eat?"

"Ugh..." Eriri sounded so wronged. "I want to eat fried shrimp."

"Okay."

Eriri sipped the lemon tea that Kato Megumi had given her with a pitiful expression, occasionally casting a reproachful glance at Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was changing clothes.

Seeing that her senior had changed back into her old clothes, Kato Megumi knocked on Kobayashi Sora's bedroom door, "It's over now."

"Hmm." Kobayashi Sora replied, pushed open the door and came out. She glanced around habitually and saw the bunny girl uniform casually tossed on the sofa.

"What?" Kasumigaoka Utaha noticed his gaze. "Are you planning to keep this for yourself? Kobayashi Sora's happy times?"

Kobayashi Sora glanced at her senior, "Natto."

"Tsk." Kasumigaoka Utaha grabbed a cushion from the sofa and threw it at Kobayashi Sora.

Last time he said that Kasumigaoka Utaha's feet smelled like natto, which made her wash them many times.

Nonsense.

Eriri's mood immediately improved.

"It seems like it's time to eat." Kobayashi Sora caught the cushion and tossed it back onto the sofa. "What do you want to eat? I'll go buy the groceries."

Kato Megumi spoke up, "I'll go with you."

"I can manage on my own." Kobayashi Sora made a gesture.

Could you please keep an eye on them?

Kato Megumi understood, "Alright then, Eriri wants to eat fried shrimp."

"I've got it. Where's the senior?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha generously ordered, "Teriyaki chicken thigh and steamed egg custard."

Eriri immediately retorted, "Why are you acting like you're at home?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha retorted, "How dare you say that to me?"