How to raise a random guy's wife

"It's better than taking your clothes off at someone else's house!"

"How can a woman who makes someone undress in someone else's house say something like that without blushing or batting an eye?"

"I told you to take your clothes off, so you took them off. I told you to get away from me... why are you still here?"

"That was just my professional conduct as a model. In comparison, someone who tries to take advantage of their position to make others pose in this or that way is truly despicable, isn't they?"

Did you set it up?

"So you really are awful?"

"Kasumigaoka Utaha!"

......

Kato Megumi waved her hand, signaling Kobayashi Sora to go first.

Shaking her head helplessly, Kobayashi Sora turned and went out to the supermarket to buy groceries.

We still have some groceries at home, so we don't need to buy much more.

Kobayashi Sora returned home carrying shopping bags, took out her keys to open the door, and saw a bunny girl on her living room sofa.

She wore black patent leather high heels and black pantyhose that hugged her legs, revealing glimpses of her skin. Her black bodysuit clearly displayed the girl's slender and shapely figure. Her chest... Kobayashi Sora didn't dare to look too closely. Her gaze swept over her delicate collarbone, past the black bow on her snow-white neck, and landed on the short-haired girl's blushing face. Her eyes held a hint of panic, a thin layer of glistening sweat appeared on her nose, and her slightly parted lips had a lovely sheen. Her messy hair made the blush on her face even more obvious.

Her large, watery eyes shimmered, and she gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth. Kato Megumi protested weakly in a trembling voice, "Don't look..."

Her pale arms helplessly shielded her body, but there were too many places to cover, leaving Kato Megumi flustered and at a loss.

Splash!

Kobayashi Sora's fingers seemed to have lost their strength, and the shopping bag slipped from her hand.

"Meow~" Nian Gao heard the sound, ran over, tilted her little head and made a curious sound.

Chapter 116 Little Rabbit Hui

Kobayashi Sora looked down and saw that Mochi had a "what happened?" look on her face.

Don't ask me about things like that.

I was wondering about that too.

Eriri stood in front of Megumi, "Why didn't you knock?"

"Hmm..." Kobayashi Sora closed the door casually. "Is it because this is my house?"

That's true...

“Even if it’s your house,” Kasumigaoka Utaha rarely sided with Eriri, “when there are three girls in the house, you should be more careful, in case we’re doing something wrong.”

"So I'm curious too," Kobayashi Sora said, trying to avoid looking in Kato Megumi's direction. "What are you doing?"

"My senior said Eriri's drawing style wasn't right..." Kato Megumi's voice still held a hint of shyness, "So she asked me to be her model..."

“But you can’t just spoil them like that…” Kobayashi Sora paused, then coughed twice, “They are… very cute.”

"Mmm!" Kato Megumi made a cute sound, shrinking completely behind Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha, with only her slightly trembling rabbit ears showing.

"You bastard..." Eriri ground her little white teeth, "This is harassment!"

“Adding to the sin of peeping just now,” Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her chin, “I’ll be your second.”

"Things are progressing too fast." Kobayashi Sora picked up a shopping bag and walked into the kitchen. "Change your clothes, I'll cook for you."

Kato Megumi went into Kobayashi Sora's bedroom, changed her clothes, and then went to the kitchen to help. It was only through her blushing account that Kobayashi Sora learned what had just happened.

After Kobayashi Sora left, Eriri, having nothing else to do, began to add details to the illustration.

Every little detail.

Kasumigaoka Utaha, of course, should also take a look, but it doesn't matter if she doesn't.

At first glance, it becomes clear that the bunny girl seniors in the pictures are either gloomy and fierce, or have malicious intentions, or are dissolute and unrestrained.

“There’s something wrong with your painting,” Kasumigaoka Utaha frowned.

"Are you deliberately picking a fight?" Eriri was already holding back her anger. "Do you want to or not?"

“If there’s nothing wrong with your painting, I definitely want it,” Kasumigaoka Utaha insisted. “What if there’s something wrong with it?”

"Huh?" Eriri stared at Kasumigaoka Utaha. "Tell me, what's wrong with it?"

“Look at this description,” Kasumigaoka Utaha flipped through the manuscript, “[A dignified face with a slightly bored expression, exuding mature languor and charm.] What you drew is simply undisguised malice—like a villainous young lady from a visual novel.”

“Then you have a problem,” Eriri advised the neutral character. “What do you think, Megumi?”

"Hmm..." Kato Megumi hesitated for a moment, but still truthfully expressed her feelings, "It seems... there is a little bit."

"...That's your problem too!" Eriri held up the drawing in her hand. "I drew it based on the model. You look exactly like the person in the drawing! You always have that malicious smile on your face, and you're always thinking about how to bully others. I've depicted your state perfectly! Who told you to use your own image to write the story, but you don't have the sunny attitude of the character! And now you're blaming me?!"

Kasumigaoka Utaha retorted, "Art originates from life but transcends it. Compared to an artist like you who can only draw from models, an author like me who can create something out of nothing is obviously much better than you."

Eriri was filled with righteous indignation, "I really can't match your shameless courage! If you could just hide your malice and vile personality a little bit, I could also draw illustrations that surpass the models!"

"You said it yourself!" Kasumigaoka Utaha took out another uniform and handed it to Kato Megumi. "Change into this!"

"Huh?" Kato Megumi instinctively took it, blinking her eyes blankly, momentarily confused. "How did this suddenly get to me?"

“Kato’s personality is better than mine. According to what you said,” Kasumigaoka Utaha pointed out the key point, “if it were Kato, you could draw a decent character, right?”

"As long as it's not a gloomy woman like you, it'll be fine!" Eriri reminded her. "Don't underestimate my drawing skills!"

"Should I wear it?" Kato Megumi asked, at a loss.

"Wear it!" Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha exclaimed in unison.

“But…” Kato Megumi still hesitated.

Kobayashi Sora could come back at any time.

“Wear it,” Kasumigaoka Utaha said, crossing her arms over her chest. “I want to see what other excuses this illustrator has.”

"Wear it," Eriri retorted, crossing her arms in front of the tablet. "I want to see if this gloomy woman has any self-awareness at all!"

"OK then......"

Kato Megumi dressed up as a bunny girl.

“So…” Kobayashi Sora sighed, “You have too good a temper. It’s okay to refuse at times like this.”

"It's alright..." Kato Megumi said, helping him out. "Anyway, we're at home..."

“…Hmm.” Kobayashi Sora paused in her work. “And the results?”

"I took a picture." Kato Megumi dried her hands on her apron, took out her phone and turned it on. "Here."

The screen displays Eriri's sketch, which, although not yet colored, perfectly captures the image of the bunny girl senpai from Kasumigaoka Utaha's book.

A curvaceous figure, an outfit that blends cuteness and allure, a calm face, and a somewhat languid demeanor.

"A perfect recreation!" Kobayashi Sora nodded. "Looks like Senpai won."

"You actually guessed it." Kato Megumi put away her phone.

Eriri and Kasumigaoka Utaha were betting on who was at fault.

Eriri can't draw it, the problem lies in Eriri's drawing skills.

Eriri can be drawn, the problem is Kasumigaoka Utaha's temperament.

Now that Eriri has drawn an illustration that fits the character, it proves that the previous drawing was not done well, and the problem lies with Kasumigaoka Utaha.

The model is too different from the character in the book.

Therefore, Eriri was quite proud when she finished the draft.

Even Kasumigaoka Utaha wore a smug smile.

"What my senior wants is a decent illustration." Kobayashi Sora gently pushed the fiery red tofu in the pot. "So if Eriri draws it, then she wins."

"So Eriri is unhappy again," Kato Megumi added.

It was because she needed to comfort the unhappy Eriri that she couldn't change her clothes before Kobayashi Sora returned.

"Everyone's happy now. Eriri has proven her drawing skills, and Senpai got the illustration she wanted." Kobayashi Sora paused for a moment, "But compared to her drawing, you're still cuter."

Chapter 117 Handed over to Uncle

"This is..." Kato Megumi thought for a moment, "Harassment?"

"Huh?" Kobayashi Sora didn't react. "You meant over there?"

"That's exactly what my senior just said..."

"Don't follow her example."

“Well…” Kato Megumi thought for a moment, “You look cute in a bunny girl outfit too.”

"Don't follow my example..."

"Tsk." Kasumigaoka Utaha tapped her leg outside the kitchen. "I'm stuffed."

Eriri glanced at her. "I totally agree with that."

The two reached a rare consensus once again.

After the weekend, the still-unnamed game club was busy in the audiovisual classroom.

Apart from Aki Tomoya, who is working hard, all the members of the club are present.

"Megumi, put on a sulking expression." Eriri held a sketchbook in one hand and a pencil in the other, staring at the protagonist in front of her.

"Suppressing...suppressing your anger?"

“It’s when something unpleasant happens, but not to the point of getting furious—like this,” Eriri said, puffing out her cheeks slightly, turning her head, and letting her golden twin tails sway in a graceful arc. “What’s that? I’m ignoring you, hmph!”

"Huh?" Kato Megumi blinked. "Huh?"

Clearly, they failed to understand.

"Don't look so bewildered. Quickly make yourself angry, then hold it in," Eriri urged. "You need to master all the facial expressions as soon as possible; you still have to draw manga tonight."

"Okay...okay!"