When My Doorbell Rang at 5am, I Got a Wife

Chapter 1: A Beautiful Miko with Boob’s that’s literally justice

Ping-pon.

“(˘ω˘)Suyaa…” (T/N: Sleeping sound effect.)

Ping-pon.

“(˘ω˘)Suyaa…”

Ping-pon—ping-pon-ping-pon-ping-pon-ping-pon-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-pon!

“Huh…? Right now… it’s morning… it’s 5 am you know… (˘ω˘)S—“

Ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping-ping—

Gavaaa—!!

“Daaah! Come on! So freaking loud early in the morning! Don’t keep pressing my doorbell so early in the morning! What time do you think it is? It’s 5 am, 5 am!”

At 5 a.m., I was having a wonderful dream about being transported to another world with full cheat powers and ultimate gear, living in a harem where everyone adored me and there were “oppai pururun!” moments. But then, I was forcibly awakened by the relentless assault of the doorbell—truly the work of a demon. That’s how I, Yusa Tooru, was dragged out of my dream.

“Damn it, it was at a good part! I was getting a special night-time service from a busty slave maid, and now you’re interrupting my erotic dream transfer to another world! If this is some stupid sales pitch, I’m gonna lose it! I’ll tell you right now, I’m not taking any newspapers, and I already have an NHK contract!”

My dream of lewd and risqué adventures in another world was abruptly interrupted, forcing me to snap out of it. As I opened the front door, trying to hide my frustration but failing, half shouting in irritation, there stood—

“Good morning! And nice to meet you! I am Yusa Erika. I have transferred from the core world ‘Di Maria,’ which is ruled by the goddess of reincarnation and transmigration, to this world! Please take care of me from now on, Yuusha-sama!” (T/N: Yuusha-sama is hero.)

—a beautiful girl.

She was so beautiful that she could have been the main heroine in a god-tier anime with top-notch animation.

And her breasts were big.

Very big.

So big that the first thing you would notice about her was her breasts.

“G-Gulp…”

My eyes had nowhere to go but to her plump breasts, which looked so soft and bouncy.

Moreover, the beautiful girl wore a mini shrine maiden outfit that not only featured increased exposure but was also adorned with frills, creating a cute and creatively styled look.

When you think of shrine maiden outfits, they typically have a thick and rigid image. However, this girl’s creatively styled mini shrine maiden outfit is surprisingly thin and slightly see-through, with the chest area being widely open, accentuating the cleavage incredibly.

It was like an erotic cosplay.

In any case, she was dressed very erotically, so it was no wonder that I was staring at her bountiful breasts.

I liked her, no doubt about it.

She was right in my strike zone.

I’ve always loved big breasts.

And not only her looks, but her voice was cute like an idol voice actress.

I’m a light anime otaku, so of course I love idol voice actresses too.

I want to go to karaoke with them and duet on songs like ‘Oshiete Cinderella,’ ‘Connect,’ and Zankoku na Tenshi.’

In other words, she was a super-powerful busty beauty, someone who should never have crossed paths with my life as I am just bottom-rung worker who had just taken a 6-month special vacation due to a company layoff caused by the recession—now I’m just a bottom-rung worker who doesn’t even work.

So I forgave her in a second.

Breasts are justice, what a great phrase.

I think about it deeply these days, because I’ve had no luck with girls for as long as I can remember.

Oh, what was I talking about again?

Oh yeah, a beautiful girl in a miko outfit came knocking at my house at 5 am with a strange line.