When My Doorbell Rang at 5am, I Got a Wife - Chapter 11: "Would you like to squeeze my breasts again? Go ahead ♡"

Chapter 11: “Would you like to squeeze my breasts again? Go ahead ♡”

“I mean, you know that right? That mutual feelings are the most important thing in situations like this?”

“Feelings?”

“Because if you have to get married to the summoner just because you were summoned to another world by him,  doesn’t it seem forced, and there’s no way Erika would want that, right?”

Marriage in Japan, a world-renowned human rights nation, is based solely on the agreement of both parties.

Saying that you have to get married to the summoner just because you were summoned to another world by him is just plain wrong.

It’s a human rights violation.

“I don’t have a problem with that. I like Tooru’s appearance, and his honest personality is very appealing. I have no complaints, it’s all good.”

Guh!

Erika winks at me and gives me a thumbs up, completely disregarding my worries.

“Even if that’s what you think about all this, for me, I’m not really ready for something like that yet…”

And as I hesitated,

“Even after you went and enjoyed yourself with my breasts… How cruel, as a man, I want you to take responsibility for that.” 

Erika said, giving me a strong look.

“Ugh…! I feel bad about that, but still, getting married suddenly is just…”

Also you clearly did not set up such conditions earlier when you allowed me to do it!

Damn it, this is Kongming’s trap!

She looks like a party animal, but she’s so calculating…!

“If we get married, you can squeeze my breasts as much as you want.”

“I see, affirmative.”

With that one sentence, I went from being flustered to being serious.

I see.

If we get married, I can squeeze those soft, bouncy breasts as much as I want.

That’s right, of course.

Because we’ll be husband and wife.

Of course, if we’re husband and wife, we’ll squeeze each other’s breasts.

Hmm, that’s pretty sexy.

“Would you like to squeeze my breasts again, just for reference? Go ahead ♡”

Erika said, coming closer to me again.

“No, we’re having a serious talk right now—”

I tried to refuse Erika’s offer, but before I knew it, my hands were already squeezing her breasts again, without any hesitation.

I was kneading them.

Erika’s breasts, soft and bouncy like marshmallows, changed shape every time I squeezed them.

“Ahn… Mou♡ Tooru really likes breasts, doesn’t he… nhh…♡“

I couldn’t help but get excited as I heard Erika’s sexy voice every time I squeezed her breasts.

“Yeah, I do like your breasts, that’s for sure.”

I couldn’t deny it anymore.

How could I say I dislike these wonderful breasts of Erika, who’s magically good to the feeling everytime I touch it.

Such an impolite thing would never be forgiven. (Decisively)

“Hey, Tooru. If we get married, you can touch my breasts whenever your want, right? Nnh… ah… Don’t you think it’s a great deal? Ahh… ♡”

After squeezing her breasts for a while, I said,

“Can I take a shower and refresh my mind first?”

I decided to take a break in the bathroom and cool off, even though I was just touching her just earlier. I really did run away, which isn’t something a man should be doing.

Because if I didn’t do that, I felt like I would be swept away by the situation.

Her magical breasts melted my reason… Gulp.