How to raise a random guy's wife

"Eh?"

"I went to the classroom after school, but I was all alone!" Eriri was furious. "You all stood me up!"

“Hmm…” Kobayashi Sora reacted for a moment.

Aki Tomo also has to work, Kasumigaoka Utaha goes home, and he and Kato Megumi are sleeping.

Eriri is the only one left in the club.

He could already picture Eriri looking on with longing and aggrieved eyes, all alone in the audiovisual classroom.

"I'm sorry, we were busy all night last night, so we took the day off today. We were so tired that we forgot to tell you." Kobayashi Sora apologized to Eriri. "Sorry, please come in and have a seat. I'll get you some black tea."

"Karako," Kato Megumi came out of the bedroom, "Who is it... Eriri?"

"Megumi?" Eriri paused, her gaze shifting between the two women's pink striped pajamas as she prepared to enter the house. "You two..."

Couple pajamas.

I was busy all night.

hiss--!

Good health...

"I...I...I want to go home!" Eriri turned and ran.

"Huh?" Kato Megumi asked in confusion, smoothing her hair together in bewilderment.

"It's probably a misunderstanding." Kobayashi Sora shook her head. "Let's explain to her later. What would you like to eat?"

"Hmm... xiaolongbao (soup dumplings)."

"Good~"

-

"We went shopping together before, and there was a discount, so we bought a set." In the audiovisual classroom, Kato Megumi and Eriri explained about the couple's pajamas. "We forgot them at Sora's house, and then we accidentally played games too late, so we took a nap. Senpai was there last night too."

"I see..." After hearing Kato Megumi's explanation, Eriri felt an unusual naturalness, and it seemed that her overreaction was a bit excessive. "Never mind." Eriri didn't want to meddle in other people's private affairs. "Let's catch up on what we missed yesterday first."

Then......

"No! Absolutely not! This is completely unacceptable! Let's take a break!"

The work that had just begun soon had to be put on hold.

Kato Megumi responded cheerfully, "Okay~~"

Eriri felt a wave of helplessness. "Eh... Megumi, don't answer so cheerfully in this situation..."

"Sorry... Oh, right, I brought a cake roll. Sawamura-kun, would you like to have some? Uh, it's a cheap one from the convenience store."

"Can't you listen to what others are saying... Ugh, I really want to eat the cake."

"I also brought coffee. Is black coffee okay?"

"If possible, I would like some milk."

Kato Megumi turned her head, "Korao?"

“Here you go,” Kobayashi Sora handed over the milk. “Here you go.”

"Thank you." Kato Megumi took the milk and handed it to Eriri. "Speaking of which, Eriri..."

"how?"

Kato Megumi looked at the troubled illustrator and asked, "Is my character really that weak?"

"Very thin."

"Which part is thin?" Kato Megumi asked curiously. "How thin?"

“All-around, and it has to be thin but not too thin,” Eriri answered crisply.

Kato Megumi herself seemed to have a feeling, "Does it mean I have no expression at all?"

"A character without expressions can be portrayed as emotionless. But if it were you, your expressions wouldn't be fixed to that extent, so you can't push it to be a character like Rei Ayanami. Seriously, this is the first time I've encountered such an unusable character."

This is precisely what troubles Eriri.

Kato Megumi isn't completely expressionless, but she lacks the obvious expressions of beautiful girls in anime, and her emotional fluctuations are minimal.

Some micro-expressions are difficult to notice, let alone describe.

"Um... I'm sorry there's nothing I can do to help you."

Eriri sighed, "That's just how it is... You don't get angry or change your expression when you're offended."

"Huh, could it be that you were deliberately provoking me just now to stir up my emotions?" Kato Megumi realized. "Sawamura-kun, you're amazing! You know so many techniques!"

"So you know I'm provoking you? Get a little angrier!" Eriri felt like she'd punched a pillow. "No matter what technique you used, there's nothing to praise about it."

"But it's really amazing."

"Ugh..." Eriri angrily bit into the cake.

The conversation was going very well here, but it was much quieter in the back.

Kasumigaoka Utaha was fast asleep, slumped over the table.

The first draft of the script outline has been completed, and the second draft has also been completed. It can be said that Kasumigaoka Utaha has perfectly exceeded expectations in completing her task. In this situation, she can even rest at home without any problem.

The reason for staying here is:

"I won't leave the club activities just because I've finished my work. After all, once you enter the workforce, even if you're the only one who finishes their work and has nothing else to do, you still have to deliberately work overtime to accommodate the slower colleagues' work hours. Otherwise, your boss will accuse you of having coordination problems, and your evaluation will be lower than that of incompetent colleagues..."

Eriri's assessment of this is:

"As expected of a woman with a dark side, she understands even the darker side of society perfectly."

This continued for several days, until the final deadline set by Kobayashi Sora, when Aki Tomoya, who had been missing for a long time, finally stepped into the audiovisual classroom again.

Kobayashi Sora nudged Kasumigaoka Utaha, who looked up unhappily and saw Aki Tomoya walking into the classroom. "Tomoya-kun?"

The black-haired mature woman raised an eyebrow, stretched, and leaned back in her chair. "I thought you had already found a crack in the ground to crawl into and escape to a place where no one knows you."

“My name is Tomoya…” Aki Tomoya corrected himself habitually, then shook his head, “Well, it’s the last day after all, so…”

Chapter 131 Misunderstanding

"So?" Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her eyes slightly, her plump legs under the table trembling involuntarily.

Kobayashi Sora vaguely guessed what was going on, sighed, and sat down next to Kato Megumi.

Ok.

I definitely feel better when I'm with Hui.

"What's wrong?" Kato Megumi looked at Kobayashi Sora with curiosity in her eyes.

"I feel like my blood pressure is going to spike later." Kobayashi Sora opened the snack bag. "I didn't eat much, did you not like it?"

Even if you like something, you shouldn't overindulge.

"Afraid......"

No, there isn't.

"I haven't said it yet."

"I guessed it."

Eriri: "......" Should I leave?

"Since it's the last day, I felt I should make time to come over." Aki Tomoya placed the oil painting-like printed paper on the table.

Over the course of seven days, he had reviewed these outlines over and over again, writing down his thoughts and questions until the paper was covered in red ink—but this still did not dispel his doubts.

Where exactly did the problem lie...?

"Could you..." Aki Tomoya looked at everyone, "give me a few more days?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice was low and deep, "How long do you want me to wait?"

"...I'm sorry." Faced with Kasumigaoka Utaha's questioning, Aki Tomoya could only answer in this way.

"You only managed to come up with this one sentence after seven days?" Eriri exploded. "Have you had enough, Tomoya? Frankly speaking, do you even think you have the right to complain?"

Even Eriri, Utaha Kasumigaoka's arch-rival, said the same thing.

The outline was written long ago, but I still can't start.

All Eriri can do is draw simple facial expressions.

"You do nothing but hinder everything and ruin the production team's mood—you're a typical director who does absolutely nothing but harm." Eriri gripped her pencil. "In this situation, it's become purely a fit of pique, isn't it?"

"Sulking out of spite?" Kato Megumi looked at Kobayashi Sora with a puzzled expression.

“Yeah, that happens all the time.” Kobayashi Sora ate some snacks. “The director wants to show his value, so he thinks there’s a problem with the content, but he can’t find the problem. To save face, he can only pretend that there is a problem.”

Kobayashi Sora recalled, "Well, I've encountered a few people like that. When you meet someone like that, you just add a boring element to the content, let the other person notice it, then discuss it with them for a few hours, and then delete it."

However, Aki Tomoya is not that kind of person. He did notice the problem, based on his experience playing many games.

However, that's about it. Further insights into and solutions to problems require relevant experience.

"That's enough." Eriri stood with Kasumigaoka Utaha on her side entirely because it was about the issue, not the person. It was a mutual appreciation between creators. "Just follow this approach for now, and we can fine-tune it if we find any problems later. This is the best approach."

“I’m sorry,” Aki Tomoya shook his head, “that won’t work.”

"Huh?" After a brief moment of stunned silence, Eriri's face revealed obvious anger.

In contrast, Kasumigaoka Utaha's face was completely expressionless, which made her appear even more terrifying.

“If I do it that way, there will be some discrepancies between the image I have in my mind and the image I have. If I don’t make corrections now in the outline stage, the more work I do, the more mistakes I will make.” Aki Tomoya slowly said what he was thinking. “I can feel the problem, but because I am not capable enough, I cannot point out the problem specifically. But if I start working like this... I will not be happy.”

Such words...

Eriri slammed her hand on the table. "Then write it yourself!"

“Saying something like that is hopeless,” Kasumigaoka Utaha finally spoke after a long silence. “Sawamura.”

Eriri turned her head. "Wh...what?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha said expressionlessly, “Just as a director might do something inappropriate to a creator, a creator might say something inappropriate to a director—what you just said falls into that category.”