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

Chapter 32: The Tragedy of Musashimaru

“Come on, that’s not a valid reason. What I want to know is how the government already knows about Erika’s summoning, just one day after it happened.”

The information spread too past.

No, it’s not even a matter of speed.

It’s impossible unless there was prior contact.

At this point, we may have to consider the possibility that my room is being monitored, something that’s not normal at all.

And the purpose is Erika, a visitor from another world.

In that case, the worst-case scenario could be that she’s restrained and subjected to human experimentation.

It’s a terrifying speculation, but it’s not impossible.

Even though I’m a pathetic thirty-something who suddenly became unemployed and is running around in circles, I can understand that much.

So, what should I do?

“I don’t care if it’s the Ministry of Justice or whatever, if you’re going to take Erika away, you’re not getting past me!”

I declared firmly, looking at Hinagiku-san with a determined gaze!

“Hmm, it seems you’re still misunderstanding. I’m a Special Duty Officer of the Special Summoning Section, Refugee Examination Bureau, Refugee Examination Agency, External Bureau of the Ministry of Justice.”

“I heard that before. But what does that have to do with anything?”

“In other words, when an otherworldly summoning occurs, I’m the one who supports the person who was summoned.”

…What?

What did you just say?

“You mean, you support the people who are summoned from other worlds?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“So you’re not trying to kidnap Erika on behalf of the Japanese government?”

“Kidnapping is a real crime. Even though I work for the Ministry of Justice, which deals with the law, I don’t commit crimes, even if I was so frustrated that I recorded the final episode of Cardcaptor Sakura and ended up with a video of Musashimaru instead.”

Hinagiku-san said this with a wonderful smile that would make any man’s heart flutter.

Somehow, I don’t think she’s lying.

“And you know about the so-called ‘Tragedy of Musashimaru’? You’re just as knowledgeable about Japanese culture as Erika?”

She speaks Japanese fluently, which is unexpected given her blonde hair and blue eyes.

Well, that’s not important right now.

“Of course, I’ve studied it thoroughly.”

Hinagiku-san smiled gracefully in response to my comment.

She looked so picture-perfect.

If we weren’t in this situation, I would have fallen in love with her at first sight.

Of course, experienced and cunning fraudsters are specialists in human psychology, and it’s almost impossible for amateurs to see through their lies.

But with a department name like the External Bureau of the Ministry of Justice, Refugee Examination Bureau, Refugee Examination Agency, Special Summoning Section, Special Duty Officer, which is full of kanji.

And considering that they already know about the otherworldly summoning just one day after it happened.

I’m starting to think it’s worth giving them the benefit of the doubt.

However, this also raises another question.

“So, how did you find out about the otherworldly summoning?”

That’s right.

It’s too efficient to have complete knowledge of something that happened just yesterday and to make contact so quickly.

I have no idea what’s going on behind the scenes.

Now, how will they answer?

Will they give the template response, “That’s classified”?

Or will they confide in me and tell me their secret?

I’ll make my final judgment based on their attitude.

If they can’t reveal their true intentions, I’ll have to ask them to leave.