Mobile Game Wife Comes Knocking

Mobile Game Wives at My Door! Author: Pigeon Tastes Bad

Volume One Three

Chapter One: Finally Found You

"Sword light as I, slash all the beef offal!"

The sudden sound in the quiet subway car drew attention. Ye Ming turned his head to look at the girl playing on her phone beside him.

This girl had entered the subway with Ye Ming, sat down near him after boarding, and had been keeping her head down to play on her phone ever since. Because the girl wore a large mask and her head was shrouded in the hood of her cotton jacket, her appearance was obscured. Ye Ming could only see a few strands of purple hair peeking out from under the hood, skin so fair it looked almost unreal, and a pair of magnificent purple eyes. She was likely a coser dressed up for a convention, though he hadn't expected her to be a Genshin Impact player.

"Sorry, I accidentally turned off the mute," the girl noticed Ye Ming's gaze and whispered an explanation while holding her phone.

"It's fine." Ye Ming was surprised by the girl's politeness. Feeling a sense of goodwill, he asked an extra question, "You play Genshin Impact too?"

"Ah? You play it too?" the girl asked, surprised.

"I played for a while, but I quit a long time ago."

"Why did you quit? Did you think it wasn't fun?" the girl asked.

"It wasn't that it wasn't fun. It's just... well, maybe it's because I'm older and busy with work. I don't have as much energy as I did in my student days. Playing games went from being full of enthusiasm at the start to just doing daily chores, and then I logged in less and less until I eventually quit."

"I see." Perhaps because finding a shared hobby had piqued her interest, she stared at Ye Ming with her magnificent purple eyes and asked with some excitement, "Then which character in Genshin Impact do you like the most? Keqing?"

Was this girl a Keqing fan?

Recalling the voice line from earlier and looking at the girl's impossibly high-quality purple wig and purple contacts, Ye Ming suddenly realized.

"The character I like the most is indeed Keqing. I use her often in the open world."

Ye Ming was telling the truth.

"Why?"

Seeming to have found a kindred spirit, the girl's eyes curved into crescents with joy. "Isn't it said by many that Keqing's damage is like scraping a board? Why do you still use her so often?"

Of course, it's because Keqing is cute, has beautiful legs in black silk, a perky butt, and is pleasing to the eye when running, climbing, or gliding in the open world. Just like how many people choose Lumine over her older brother.

If he were chatting with friends in an online group, Ye Ming would definitely have given these reasons without hesitation. But this was reality, and he was facing a stranger; such reasons were certainly not appropriate to say out loud.

"Probably because of her personality."

Ye Ming thought for a moment and said solemnly, "Keqing comes from a noble background but has no trace of arrogance. Her personality is straightforward and unconstrained. As the person closest to the gods, she never places her hopes on them, but instead relies on self-improvement and works with serious self-discipline. A girl like that, even if she weren't so beautiful, would surely be liked by many people."

"Then what if... she changed? What if she suddenly went through a huge upheaval and suddenly lost someone vital, only to realize afterward that compared to that person, things like career and human self-improvement might not be the most important? Would you still like a Keqing like that?"

He didn't know if it was his imagination, but Ye Ming felt that the girl's tone was a bit tense.

"What do you mean? Is this a new plot recently released in Genshin Impact?"

Ye Ming found it strange. Just as he wanted to say something more, the train slowly came to a stop, and the station announcement sounded over the speakers.

"Sorry, I have to go, or I'll be late for work."

Ye Ming gave the girl an apologetic smile, stood up, and left the car.

"Cough! Cough cough! Cough cough cough..."

Just as he stepped out of the subway exit, Ye Ming was startled by a series of abnormal coughs nearby. He subconsciously took a few extra steps outward before turning to look.

Beside the exit, a pink-haired girl wearing a haori was leaning against the wall, bent over and coughing violently. The sight scared the passing pedestrians into detouring around her, and a staff member with an armband at the nearby entrance was already running toward the girl with a serious expression.

"Cough... I... cough... I'm fine, it's an old ailment, it's okay, I'll rest for a while and... cough, cough cough... Wah!"

Before the girl could finish her sentence, she suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. After spitting the blood out, the girl miraculously regained her energy; the coughing stopped, her back straightened, and her complexion returned to normal.

But the uncle with the armband had already blocked the girl's path.

"Miss, you're cosplaying Okita Souji, right? The frail look is well-recreated, but cosplay is cosplay; doing this in a public place is going to..."

The uncle actually knew who Okita Souji was.

Ye Ming took two more looks at this impossibly high-quality coser. Just as he withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave, he suddenly noticed another pink-haired coser with equally high quality across the street. The only difference was that the coser across the street had gorgeous long pink hair and was wearing a pink Miko outfit. Aside from normal human ears, there was a pair of animal ears on her head—he couldn't tell if they were fox ears or donkey ears.

The quality of cosers this time is so high. Should I go to the convention during my lunch break?

Thinking this, Ye Ming quickened his pace and hurried toward the office building across the street. If he didn't leave now, he would really be late for work.

The morning passed exceptionally slowly. Finally, when lunch break arrived, Ye Ming politely declined a colleague's offer to help him order takeout with a coupon and went to the convention.

Because it was noon, there weren't many people left in line to buy tickets outside the venue. Ye Ming bought his ticket easily. Just as he was about to queue to enter, a childish, sweet, and listless voice, as if she hadn't woken up yet, suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Ugh~ Excuse me, are you Ye Ming?"

Ye Ming turned around and found that a small girl—or rather, a little girl—had appeared behind him at some point. The little girl had long white hair tied into a cute ponytail with bunny-ear clips. She was wearing a loose dress and a red cotton jacket, with white over-the-knee socks on her legs and bunny-ear cotton slippers on her feet.

At the moment, the little girl was yawning lazily as if she hadn't woken up, staring intently at Ye Ming. Her magnificent wine-red eyes, like rubies, were faintly brimming with tears.

Being stared at by the little girl with such eyes, Ye Ming felt an inexplicable sense of guilt in his heart.

"Uh, who are you..."

"I am your wife."

The little girl rushed up and hugged Ye Ming, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. She buried her face in Ye Ming's chest, and her tears soaked his shirt.

"Benson-class Destroyer Laffey, awaiting your orders... Commander, I've finally found you."

Chapter 2: Older Brother, Commander, Husband

The tiny girl was crying her heart out in Ye Ming's arms. Ye Ming, who was no fan of lolis, felt a wave of panic, especially since the strange gazes from the crowd queuing at the entrance only added to his immense pressure.

Generally speaking, if a little girl—even one still in her loli phase—suddenly lunged at you on the street, a normal person's first reaction would be to suspect a prank or a scam. To avoid trouble, pushing her away to keep from getting entangled would be the most rational choice.

Having been in the workforce for several years, Ye Ming had long passed the age of impulsivity. Having learned his lessons, he had mastered the art of politely declining unreasonable requests from colleagues, and he could smoothly hand out high-value shopping cards to maintain client relationships. Yet, at this very moment, for some reason, he could not bring himself to push the crying little girl away.

"Alright, alright, don't cry. Can you tell older brother what happened? You have to tell me so I can help," Ye Ming said, patting the girl's back comfortingly and asking in a soft voice.

"It's nothing, Laffey... Laffey is just too happy."

As if afraid that Ye Ming would vanish the moment she let go, the little girl gripped his waist tightly. With her face buried in his chest, she sobbed and said intermittently, "Not... not older brother. It's Commander, it's husband. Laffey is the Commander's first Oath Ship. Only Unicorn would accept the Commander's ring and still keep calling him older brother."

The little girl's tone and expression were so earnest, as if she were truly the destroyer Laffey from the game, that Ye Ming couldn't help but chuckle.

Ye Ming looked around, searching for a prank crew filming from the sidelines, but found no one. After a moment of thought, he decided to explain patiently: "Oath Ship is just a term from the game. I don't know how someone your age knows about Oath Ships and Laffey, but a game is a game, and reality is reality. You can't mix them up."

"Older brother is currently unmarried, and you are not older brother's wife. You are still small and cannot get married yet. Some things have to wait until you grow up."

While speaking, he continued to scan the area. Still unable to find a filming crew, he simply asked, "Little sister, can you tell older brother who made you do this? Where is the family member who brought you here to cosplay?"

"Family? But Commander is Laffey's most important family, isn't he?"

The little girl didn't quite understand what Ye Ming meant. She tilted her head in confusion, and only after noticing his innocent expression did she remember something very important.

"Ah! I forgot to say, Laffey isn't cosplaying. Laffey is a real Ship-Girl. Laffey is the Benson-class Destroyer Laffey, the Commander's first Oath Ship!"

"If you don't believe me, look!"

Seeming to realize that such an explanation lacked persuasion, the little girl who called herself Laffey kicked Ye Ming's calf with her rabbit-eared cotton slippers. Only after Ye Ming's gaze focused on her feet did she gently tap the ground.

The marble floor let out a groan of agony. Centered on where the girl had stepped, several cracks began to spread, with one even snaking directly toward Ye Ming's feet.

Ye Ming was shocked by the girl's kick. He stared at her in astonishment, only then noticing that her features were exquisitely refined. Her exposed skin was as translucent and flawless as the finest porcelain. Her wine-red eyes were as clear and bright as rubies, and her white hair shimmered with the luster of silk. Could makeup techniques like foundation, wigs, and colored contacts really achieve such an effect?

Even though the little girl seemed dazed and listless, as if she hadn't fully woken up, whether she was speaking or crying, it didn't make her annoying. On the contrary, it only made her look even more adorable.

Isn't this exactly what Laffey looks like in the game?

"Laffey?"

Ye Ming's brain was struggling to keep up.

"Mm, it's Laffey. If Commander doesn't believe me, Laffey can deploy her rigging and fire her cannons." Laffey's voice remained as listless as ever, yet as she spoke, she raised her right hand, as if she were about to fire at any second.

"Stop!"

Startled by her movement, Ye Ming hurriedly grabbed Laffey's hand. He looked around, and only after confirming that the people who had been queuing had already entered the convention center and no one was nearby did he breathe a sigh of relief.

"You really are Laffey? The destroyer Laffey?" Ye Ming held her small hand; it was warm and soft. It was hard to imagine that the owner of this hand was a warship that had once galloped across the oceans.

"It's Laffey." Still sporting tear tracks on her face, Laffey let out a yawn. She had no intention of pulling her hand away from Ye Ming's. With her other hand, she gripped the hem of his shirt, leaning lazily against his chest as she looked at his familiar yet strange face.

Ye Ming could feel Laffey's closeness to him.

Years ago, when Ye Ming first started playing Azure Lane, Laffey was the starter ship he chose. He had reached maximum affection with her early on, and when he eventually got a ring, Laffey was the first one he swore an oath to. She was also his first Oath Ship to reach two hundred affection points.

Of course, Ye Ming wasn't a loli-con; it just so happened that his Oath Ship was a loli.

As time went on and he played longer, Ye Ming acquired more and more powerful ships, but in his heart, Laffey—who had accompanied him through his beginner days—had always been a special existence.

However, a game is ultimately just a game. In the game, the Commander is the person all the Ship-Girls hold dear, the hero who fights against the Sirens, and it is easy to max out their affection. But reality is different; there are many more things to consider.

Ye Ming still had many things he didn't understand and many questions he wanted to ask, but when he looked down and saw Laffey in his arms, all his concerns vanished into thin air.

Little Laffey, with one hand held by him and the other clutching his shirt hem tightly, leaned against his chest. Her eyes were half-closed, her head bobbing slightly as she drifted off into a daze.

She had no defenses at all.