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

Chapter 33: If I remember correctly, Erika sent a special delivery yesterday…

“Last night, we received a special delivery from Erika-san at the Ministry of Justice.”

“Special delivery…?”

Huh?

If I remember correctly, Erika sent a special delivery yesterday…

“It was written by hand by the goddess herself, saying ‘Please take care of her.'”

“Huh?”

“And that’s why I, a Special Duty Officer of the Special Summoning Section, Refugee Examination Bureau, Refugee Examination Agency, External Bureau of the Ministry of Justice, was scrambled.”

“Wait, so the special delivery Erika sent yesterday was addressed to the Ministry of Justice, not the other world?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Erika, who didn’t escape from the room as I told her to, has now arrived at the entrance with a cute, leisurely gait.

“Hey, if you knew that, you should have told me. I thought you were sending a letter to the goddess of the other world.”

I turned around to face Erika behind me and muttered, a little disappointed.

“Of course, I didn’t think Tooru thought I was sending mail to the other world. After all, it’s obvious that mail can’t be delivered to the other world.”

“…”

Well, yeah?

If you think about it calmly, that’s definitely true.

Mail can’t be delivered to the other world.

But I was so surprised by Erika, who came from another world, that I thought,

“Wow, mail can be delivered to the other world! That’s amazing!!”

If a girl is summoned from another world, it’s possible that mail can go to the other world too, I thought.

Shut up! (tears)

“Hehe, I really like Tooru’s pure and romantic side.”

Erika, who spoke like a mother goddess, hugged me tightly.

The breasts pressed against my body changed shape with a wonderful sensation, *mugyumugyufuyon*.

And I reflexively hugged Erika back, and instinctively started to squeeze her butt.

Damn it, my reason is melting like butter in front of the soft breasts pressed against my chest and the soft butt in my hand…

“I’m sorry to interrupt, but may I continue?”

Hinagiku-san said to me, who was hugging Erika, with extreme calmness.

“Cough… cough… sorry.”

I remembered that Hinagiku-san was there and cleared my throat, pretending to cough, as I removed my hand from Erika’s butt.

“So, I was sent here to prepare a family register for Erika-san and to ensure her safety and well-being. In other words, to take care of her so that she doesn’t have any problems living in Japan.”

Hinagiku-san summarized the story so far.

“Oh, yeah, I get it. I understand very well. Of course, a family register is essential.”

“Family regis… Ah! I know about the family register! In this country called Japan, a family register is assigned to every citizen, and each citizen is completely managed by it! I think it’s an incredibly managed society!”

Erika, who was triggered by her prior knowledge of Japan from the other world, started to say something a little off-topic.

“Well, it’s true that registries are assigned to everyone, but Japan’s actually the opposite of a controlled society—it’s one of the freest countries out there,”

“Huh? Really? I was taught that Japan is a grand empire where a select few emperors, known as the Tennou, rule over 120 million citizens through the family registry system,”

“What are you talking about? I’ve been alive for over thirty years, but Japan is not like that. I think it’s one of the freest countries in the world.”

To the point that other countries criticize us for being too lenient sometimes.

Recently, there have been a lot of complaints about the freedom of anime expression in Japan.

If they have a problem, they should at least become a country as peaceful and safe as Japan before complaining.

Anyway.

“And here I thought the Japanese constitution’s first chapter prioritizing the Tennou over citizens was evidence of a highly controlled society. That’s what my teacher passionately explained at the academy,”

“I see, so that’s how people from other countries see Japan when they learn about it… But the imperial system is just a symbol, and the family register is not a system that has much meaning in daily life.”

“Oh, I see! Tooru is so knowledgeable. I learned a lot!”

Erika started writing on a notepad, which she seemed to have taken out from somewhere.

From her attitude, it seemed that she really didn’t know, not that she was pretending not to know to show off her knowledge to me.

Basically, Erika is a serious person.

“I think most Japanese citizens think that way, regardless of me. Anyway, let’s get back to the topic. Hinagiku-san, why are you wearing that outfit?”

I turned my gaze back to Hinagiku-san and asked.

“Of course, because this is the formal attire of the academy in the world I used to live in.”

“The world you used to live in… you mean…”

“Yes, just like Erika-san, I too am a person who was summoned from another world.”

“E—h”

Hinagiku-san is also a person who was summoned from another world?!

“Yes, it’s been about ten years now. I had a hard time back then when I didn’t know left from right, but now I’m helping people who are summoned from other worlds, just like me.”

At that moment, Erika made a face as if she had just realized something.

“Now that you mention it, I’ve heard about this! Saionji Hinagiku-senpai—she was summoned to this world 10 years ago when she was just 15. She’s a legendary senior! I also heard that back then, the academy uniform for transfer students was a maid outfit because they wanted to emphasize the spirit of service. That’s definitely her!”

“Wow, it feels like the story connected perfectly without any input from me,” I muttered, realizing everything fit together neatly.

So, in the end, all my frantic efforts were unnecessary, huh?

Sigh…

I worked so hard to protect Erika…

(But here, let’s think of it positively, that there was no unfortunate person who was kidnapped and transferred to another world.)

It’s good that Erika is safe, yeah.

After that, the three of us, including Hinagiku-san, who was invited into the room, began a discussion.

Erika and I sat side by side, and Hinagiku-san sat across from us at the low table.