My wife name is Erina Nakiri

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----------------------------------------------------------Senzaemon Nakiri’s smile slowly surfaced. "Well then, since your sleep quality is so poor, why don’t you come and rest in my room?" The production team had assigned him a staff room. Senzaemon wasn’t actually too worried about Renz’s character. He was quite sure about Hisako Arato ’s personality. If anything unexpected happened, Hisako wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret from anyone.

But currently, Hisako and Erina were chatting and laughing, which proved that nothing unexpected had likely happened each night.

However, this didn’t mean he would allow Renz and Erina to sleep in the same room. Thinking of the adorable little girl who used to skip around him every day, now happily chatting and laughing with Renz, Senzaemon felt a pang of bittersweet sadness. Even if Erina insisted on spending her life with Renz, they couldn’t be constantly inseparable under his watchful eye.

He was annoyed! If they wanted to be inseparable, they should first willingly marry into the Nakiri family and have a proper wedding. After that, they could be together all they wanted, especially if they had a few healthy children at a healthy age.

"Is that okay?" Renz surprisingly didn’t refuse the suggestion. Sleeping on the floor was indeed uncomfortable. If Hisako were to leave, he and Erina would sleep in the same room, resting well on the bed. Renz would definitely prioritize staying with Erina.

But the problem was, if Hisako was in the room, it felt impolite to make the young girl sleep on the floor, even though sleeping on futons was common in Japan. Renz, however, still had a Chinese mindset where making a guest sleep on the floor was considered very impolite, especially since Hisako had such a good relationship with their family. He truly felt bad about making the girl sleep on the ground.

Moreover, Renz wasn’t the type of person who couldn’t live if separated from Erina for a second, a minute, or a day. Such clinginess wasn’t love; it twisted one’s personality and was definitely yandere behavior. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Staying separately for a few days was completely

normal. Hearing this, Senzaemon nodded slightly inwardly. This young man, Renz, had good self-control.

He didn’t seem easily swayed by beauty. He also didn’t want to marry into the family, so he wasn’t after money either. So, what did he want? Senzaemon was a bit unsure.

"Are you going to sleep in the same room as my grandpa?" Erina asked from the side, her eyes sweeping over Senzaemon.

"Oh, that won’t be necessary; I just came to check on you two," Senzaemon mused. "I’m quite satisfied with your current living arrangements." He continued with a smile,

"But I was thinking, isn’t it a bit crowded with the three of you in one room? I might be taking a long trip tonight, so there’s an empty room here. Let Renz rest there alone."

Last time, when Erina and Mana Nakiri argued and wouldn’t budge, the main reason was Mana Nakiri’s strong attitude, which made Erina uncomfortable.

Another reason was being separated from Renz for too long, so Erina merely listened to Mana Nakiri’s suggestions but was too lazy to follow them. Erina also understood that if she and Renz were too close at this age, their relationship would look abnormal. She still needed to maintain a lady’s decorum. It was only because she had argued so fiercely with Mana Nakiri that the situation had escalated to this point.

The Old Man spoke calmly, and Erina also sensed that Renz’s sleep quality had been terribly affected these past few nights. After some consideration, Erina decided it was better to suppress her own emotions.

"Alright then, Grandpa, you’ll have to take good care of him," Erina said.

"No problem, I have some things I want to ask him anyway," Senzaemon chuckled heartily. As he laughed, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something about Erina’s remark was off. Why did she say he had to take good care of Renz?

Then, Senzaemon extended his arm and put Renz in a headlock, his solid muscles squeezing Renz tightly. "You scoundrel, what kind of love potion did you give my granddaughter?" Senzaemon, who had been consistently working out, maintained an excellent physique, and his strength was extraordinary. Despite being an old man, his combat power was terrifyingly formidable.

However, Senzaemon wasn’t serious; he only used a little force.

"Old Man, your muscles are too wild," Renz managed to say in a small gap, while being ’educated’ fiercely by Senzaemon’s muscles. His powerful biceps were quite imposing. Understood. Before marrying Erina, I probably got married under the ’encouragement’ of the Old Man’s muscles.

"You young people are not fit enough; you need to exercise more," Senzaemon said, shaking his head after he had played enough and released his grip. Exercise until I’m a muscle-packed demon like you?

"Go pack your luggage from Erina’s room; you’ll move into my room after that," Senzaemon patted Renz’s shoulder. "I’ll come find you later." Watching Senzaemon walk away, Renz rubbed his neck.

"Are you okay? You know my grandpa, he’s just like that," Erina said, laughing helplessly. She hadn’t realized the Old Man had such strong opinions about Renz. In the future, the Old Man will be very satisfied with Renz; he won’t be constantly ’caring’ for him with muscles like this.

No. This was where Erina’s understanding of male interactions was shallow. The Old Man’s actions actually indicated a kind of approval. If he was truly disgusted or annoyed, he probably wouldn’t even speak, let alone engage in physical banter. Renz felt that it wasn’t the Old Man who had an issue with him, but rather Erina’s way of speaking that frustrated the Old Man, forcing him to make such gestures to vent his anger.

"Compared to her, my mother-in-law is the ultimate trouble-maker," Renz thought, getting a headache just thinking about Mana Nakiri. The women of the Nakiri family, each more troublesome than the last. Mana Nakiri was the cold, tough tsundere type the kind who knew she was wrong but wouldn’t change, insisting on her own way, stubborn to the end. Even if she hit a wall three or four times, she might not actively admit her mistake; at most, she’d acknowledge it internally.

Erina, on the other hand, was a pure tsundere type. After living together for a while, she would know when she was wrong and quietly correct herself. However, you couldn’t repeatedly or specifically point out her mistakes while she was in the process of correcting them, or she would enter rage mode.

From that perspective, Hisako Arato seemed like the true little angel. Renz’s gaze fell on Erina.

"Why are you suddenly looking at me like that?" Erina felt a little flustered under his gaze.

"I want a daughter! I want a daughter!" Renz said, looking at Erina. "Erina, don’t you want to see our cute daughter?"

"You’re still saying you’re not a daughter-lover, you scoundrel," Erina rolled her eyes. Hearing that, she truly wanted to punch Renz right then and there to let him taste gravity.

"Hey, the topic is going off track! Stop it!" Hisako Arato , standing by, was the most unfortunate victim. "Why are you suddenly talking about daughters? This kind of topic, let’s stop it there! I’m still single!"

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