My wife name is Erina Nakiri

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"My lady, can you really be jealous over this?" Renz racked his brain, but he couldn't find any problem with Rindo Kobayashi's words. Her intention was quite clear: to win the stage for a cooking showdown.

Renz wouldn't be like ordinary men who secretly feel pleased and complacent when their girlfriend gets jealous. That kind of mindset usually belongs to virgins who fantasize about having a perfect girlfriend who gets jealous over them, making them extremely happy. Just thinking about such things would make their hearts swell.

In reality, a girlfriend who is constantly jealous is not only extremely troublesome but also something Renz dislikes. From a certain perspective, jealousy signifies "unhappiness" and also means Renz might have made some "mistakes," even if these situations were triggered passively. Because, putting himself in her shoes, Renz would also get jealous.

While he wouldn't be upset just by seeing Erina chat with other boys, if Erina received love letters and chocolates from other boys, even if Renz was generous, he would still feel depressed. Feelings are absolutely mutual. Not considering the other person's feelings isn't a relationship; it's just using someone as a tool. Jealousy means the other person values you, but it also means they're feeling unhappy.

Renz said this to alleviate Erina's jealousy, believing that a direct attitude was much better than an ambiguous one.

"I'm not jealous!" Erina pouted slightly. "Don't you boys all like it when girls are coy and say sour things?"

"I swear, I don't," Renz said, sweating a little. "Who said boys all like girls being jealous?"

"That's how it's always written in the light novels I read," Erina whispered. Renz thought back. Japanese light novels often have a classic and common scene where one female lead competes with another female lead out of jealousy.

Their jealousy scene is akin to a "women's fight," almost breaking into a full-blown tantrum. The internal monologues of the two female leads fill a long chapter, while the male lead only says, "Don't fight, don't fight," while a strange feeling stirs in his heart.

He wants to support one but doesn't want to lose the other, ultimately choosing not to take sides. This particular volume, however, sells the best for that novel. Thousands of otaku cheer for it, praising it enthusiastically because embodying the male lead's perspective feels amazing.

Two beautiful women, with distinct styles and perfect personalities, "go crazy" for you alone, which truly hits the climax point for otaku. Not only does it hit, but because the groundwork is laid out so well, the otaku's climax point is practically pierced, making them all howl in excitement.

But.

Why is a novel a novel? It's to cater to the market; most people haven't truly experienced a romantic relationship. Back in real life, to be honest, if a girlfriend gets jealous too often in a month, the next likely phase is relationship conflict. A crisis of trust would erupt. A woman who is constantly jealous will distrust you and be suspicious of your actions.

What perplexed Renz was... sometimes Erina shouldn't be jealous. She gets jealous when it's impossible to be jealous. Even the King of Asian Jealousy would have to follow basic principles. At least go through the motions, right? For such a small matter, after all these years of being together, she can still be jealous?

The next second, Renz understood. Renz was being foolish. This Erina... this Erina had evolved from a pure, tsundere young woman into a mischievous one, knowing how to capture a man's heart. This wasn't jealousy at all.

It was a declaration of ownership!

No!

Erina isn't that smart. Renz squinted slightly. This girl... she probably thinks that when she acts jealous, Renz will be overjoyed or worried because of it, so she's feigning jealousy to get his attention, right? Or perhaps... a combination of declaring ownership and seeking Renz's attention? This woman was becoming more seductive and mischievous! But I like it.

"Erina, beat that woman! You're the one most worthy of this great man!" Renz cheered from the side like a "clunky iron supporter."

Erina rolled her eyes. It seemed Renz had already caught on to her intentions, and not only that, he had even turned the tables on her. He actually said such a "dumb and silly" thing in front of others. Just like you. Hmph. Always trying to please me.

Erina walked onto the stage like an elegant lady, while Renz displayed a faint smile. He hadn't cheered for his wife from the sidelines in a long time. Reliving this feeling? Not bad.

"What were you two just talking about?" Datu understood some Japanese, but the fast pace and uncommon words made it a bit hazy for him.

"My wife said she was going to have a match with Rindo-san, so I told her I'd be her cheerleader from below the stage. Nothing else to discuss," Renz shrugged.

Wife?

On the live stream, another wave of pig-slaughtering screams erupted.

"Get that savage out of here!"

"Bastard!"

"I don't believe it, this world is fake!"

"He calls her 'wife' so naturally, damn it, don't tell me they've already gone all the way?"

"Streamer, please punch him for me, I'll send you a gift."

The viewers in the live stream were mostly okay. But Datu was truly miserable, because, damn it, he was actually there, and he saw everything more comprehensively than the live stream camera.

Erina, off-camera, had a refined face, striking features, every glance and every eye extremely beautiful, with an elegant demeanor that exuded a queenly aura.

Was he not the one most hurt? Datu stood there, wanting to sing "Unravel" with teary eyes to express his heartbroken and collapsed state of mind in this situation.

"No, big brother, this display of affection of yours is giving me a headache. Why don't you just stab me?" Datu said with a "mournful" face.

"Young man, your mentality isn't right," Renz said with a "solemn" expression. "You should be congratulating me.

Besides, I don't do anything illegal. Stabbing you probably isn't an option. If it's really that bad, you can just find a spot and bury yourself." He could tell Datu was joking, so he returned the joke.

"I don't have a girlfriend yet. Until I find one, I really can't bring myself to bury myself," Datu said tearfully. "I don't want to die a virgin."

"What's so embarrassing about being a virgin? I'm a virgin too," Renz said, patting Datu's shoulder in comfort. In truth, from a psychological standpoint, he was no longer a virgin; he had experienced bedroom activities in the future. But to blend into this sad virgin atmosphere, he had to conceal himself. He had to disguise his identity as an "undercover agent." Besides, he was indeed a virgin right now.

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