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

Chapter 3: “I Don’t Mind If the Hero Who Saved the Other World Touches My Breasts”

“Then uhm, what were you talking about again?”

I, with my weak tofu mentality, succumbed to the pressure of a neighborhood dispute, one of the most intense challenges in modern society, and began to question the beautiful girl I had invited into my room.

The girl next door to my apartment is a bit unfriendly and looks young.

Her name is Nakano-san, I think she’s around her twenties?

I’m not exactly sure of her age.

She always wears a large mask, glasses, and her bangs and long side hair make it difficult to distinguish her features clearly, other than the fact that she’s a young girl in her twenties.

I sometimes see her since she’s my neighbor, but when I greet her, she only averts her gaze and returns a slight nod, and I’ve never received a reply from her.

Maybe she’s wary of me because I’m an unmarried man in his thirties.

Yeah, that’s definitely it.

These days, there are news stories about middle-aged men who develop romantic feelings for young women just because they live next door to them, and then become stalkers.

It’s understandable that she would be cautious.

That’s the kind of subtle relationship I had with my neighbor, so I didn’t want to make any more noise and further damage my reputation.

Oh, right, I need to focus on this beautiful girl now, not my neighbor.

I sat on the bed and turned my attention to the beautiful girl sitting on the zabuton in front of the low table.

But still, quite the amazing boobs indeed.

The cleavage is deep, they look soft and fluffy, and they seem to be drooping under gravity, but they’re definitely not drooping, which is truly wonderful.

Of course, by this point, I had realized that this wasn’t a dream.

“So, as I explained earlier, you are the hero who saved the other world.”

“Umm, was it Erika-san?”

“You can call me Erika without the san♡“

“Alright… Erika.”

“Yes, what is it♡?”

“I have no memory of that. And I was born and raised in Japan, I’ve never even been abroad, let alone to another world.”

More than ten years ago, Okinawa, which I visited during my high school trip, was the farthest place I’ve been.

I remember seeing Shuri Castle before it was tragically burned down in 2019.

“Excuse me, but…”

“What is it?”

“You’ve been staring at me since earlier. Are you that curious about my breasts?”

“Bufuh!? D-Don’t say so something rude so suddenly!”

“So suddenly you say, ever since we met, you haven’t even looked at my face, but focused solely on my breasts didn’t you?”

Saying this, the beautiful girl—Erika—crossed her arms and lifted her breasts from below.

Her already large breasts were pushed up from below.

As a result, the collar of her miko outfit was about to slip out immediately, which was quite indecent.

“N-n-no… I wasn’t…?”

I answered, desperately averting my gaze from her breasts while feeling a tug of hesitation.

“Hmm, is that so? Oh, would you like to touch them?”

“Huh? Is that okay?”

My averted gaze was immediately drawn back to those mountains.

Kuhh! What a forceful move, I, a mature virgin, can’t possibly compete with that…!

“I mean, if you’re that interested, you might as well touch my breasts and get it out of your system, right?”

Saying that, Erika stood up and came over to where I was sitting on the bed, then she leaned over me.

I was pushed down onto the bed by her momentum.

Erika’s breasts were pressed against my chest, softly and playfully.

“Umm, well…”

I was completely flustered by the sudden turn of events.

I mean, eh?

It’s 5 am. I was forced to wake up by a loud doorbell sound. And then… What the heck is this situation?!

“There’s no problem with you touching them over my clothes. Kakuyomu’s rating system allows this much. After all, it’s just over the clothes, right? If we directly describe the real thing, we’ll get angry contact from the administrators.”

“But…”

You sure know an awful lot about Kakuyomu.

You know as much as an author who’s received angry emails from the administrators for doing erotica a little too much.

“Come on, touch them. I don’t mind if the hero who saved the other world touches my breasts♡.”

Erika, who was whispering slowly in my ear while I was dazed, took my right hand and led it to her chest.

A soft sensation emerged in my helpless right hand.

My right hand had touched Erika’s breasts.

“They’re so soft… but they gently push back…”

Even through her clothes, I could tell.

Every time I applied a little force, her soft yet firm breasts pushed back against my fingers, saying “fuyofuyofuyonfuyopurun.”

Wow, these are a girl’s breasts… I’ve never squeezed them before!

Squeeze squeeze, fuyofuyo, purun!

“Ah…♡“

Squeeze squeeze, fuyofuyofuyo, purunpurun!

“Nahnah… ♡”

Squeeze squeeze squeeze squeeze…

Fuyo fuyo fuyo fuyo fuyo…

Purun purun purun puru…

“Fuuhhnnn… Fufufu, you’re good at it, Yuusha-sama. But you can squeeze a little harder you know?”

For a while, I continued to gently squeeze Erika’s breasts, sometimes applying more force, with it making a “mugyumugyu.” sound effect.

Each time, her breasts changed it’s shape with my touch, it made a sound of “purunpurun,” pushing back against my fingers.

“Ahn, ah…♡ Nnnh♡… ah… Ahn♡ ah…♡“

Erika moaned softly as I squeezed her breasts.

(What the heck is this situation?! I mean, seriously, what the heck?! Aren’t I getting too lucky!? What the heck happened to me?! But if it was indeed her mistooking me for someone, my life is definitely over! This is not funny…)

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