My wife believes me; how could I be a cuckold?

Then she immediately spotted the sofa with several pieces of men's and women's clothing scattered on the ground around it.

Author's note: Due to certain events, I've been unable to calm down and write anything these past few days, so updates have been a bit slow.

Including today, this is the third consecutive day of single-post updates. I am truly sorry.

The three chapters owed will be counted in the outstanding chapters. Adding the 37 chapters previously offered as a reward, and subtracting the 16 chapters already added, there will be a total of 24 chapters owed.

The pervert will try his best to make up for it.

（PS：目前164、179、180还在封禁中，164和179实在救不了了，180明天应该能放出来。）

Chapter 182 Every Morning Routine

Back to morning.

Makoto Asano woke up from his deep sleep and slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing that caught his eye was the familiar ceiling of his bedroom.

Thanks to the typhoon a few days ago, the weather has been great these past few days. Sunlight streams in through the window, and I can almost hear birds chirping.

Of course, this is an illusion.

How could there be birds in the urban area of ​​Shinjuku?

Realizing this, Makoto Asano became fully awake and subconsciously picked up his phone from beside his pillow to check the time.

Seven o'clock.

Fortunately, it was still early, and Yuna hadn't arrived yet.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, then turned to look at the girl in his arms.

Eriko Miyajima, still fast asleep on his chest, had a slight smile on her lips, as if she were having a sweet dream.

Looking at her sleeping face, filled with contentment and peace, Makoto Asano chuckled softly, then prepared to get up.

However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that his waist was being held tightly by Eriko Miyajima, making it difficult to even move slightly.

Makoto Asano couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. He then gently pulled back a corner of the blanket covering his chest, stretched his body which had become stiff from being held all night, and tried to pry open the arms of the beauty in his arms.

But after several attempts, he was unable to escape without waking Eriko Miyajima.

So in the end, he could only sigh, lift his head, gently tap the pillow, and continue lying on his back.

However, it was this action that elicited a reaction from Eriko Miyajima.

Her eyelids trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes a little, looking around blankly.

Before she could even realize where she was, she saw Asano Makoto lying next to her, staring at her.

She subconsciously flashed a sweet smile and said in a soft voice, "Good morning, Asano-kun."

Good morning, Eriko.

Makoto Asano chuckled and kissed her soft cheek, apologizing, "Sorry, I accidentally woke you up."

"It's ok."

Eriko Miyajima shook her head and asked, "What time is it now?"

Asano Makoto stroked her head and said with a smile, "It's just past seven o'clock, it's still early, you can sleep a little longer, I'll go make some breakfast first."

Eriko Miyajima couldn't help but pause in surprise.

Seven o'clock.

This is her daily wake-up time.

But that wasn't what made her pause.

After hearing Makoto Asano's words, she couldn't help but think about her daily routine every morning.

On weekdays, after getting up, she would first go to the next bedroom to wake up her boyfriend, Yuta Yamada, and then hurriedly prepare breakfast for the two of them while he was awake.

She only had time to wash up after Yamada Yuta finished washing up and started eating breakfast.

By the time she finishes washing up, it's usually around 7:30.

By this time, Yuta Yamada usually has already finished breakfast and is getting ready to catch the train to work.

So she would see the other person out first, and then go back to eat her own breakfast, which had already gone a little cold.

After having breakfast and tidying up the house, it's already eight o'clock in the morning, which is her daily time to take out the trash and buy groceries.

Only on weekends when Yuta Yamada occasionally doesn't have to work do she have a little more free time.

Because he sleeps until 10 a.m., Eriko Miyajima can wait until she has finished washing up before making herself a hot breakfast.

Just as she subconsciously recalled these things, Makoto Asano had already completely thrown off the covers, climbed out of bed, and was preparing to cook.

Then the problem arose.

Last night, because I felt sorry for Eriko Miyajima and didn't want her to overwork herself.

After the Second War ended, Makoto Asano did nothing strange. He simply wiped himself with tissues and a towel, then held Eriko Miyajima, who was exhausted and had fallen into a deep sleep, but whose body was still twitching and spasming from time to time, and rested.

The two of them have been sleeping ever since, and their bodies are still in the same state as before they fell asleep last night.

Simply put, both of them are currently naked.

So when Makoto Asano completely pulled off the blanket covering him, his muscular, chiseled body was fully exposed.

Of course, Xiao Acheng was no exception; after taking off his clothes, he looked rather imposing.

Although they had already had the most intimate contact, and several times at that.

But seeing him in his prime, Eriko Miyajima couldn't help but blush.

After turning her head away in embarrassment, she seemed to feel that this was not enough, so she shyly pulled up the blanket and completely covered her head.

Noticing her reaction, Makoto Asano chuckled softly.

He knew perfectly well why Eriko Miyajima was reacting this way; after all, he did it on purpose to help her adapt to the situation sooner and become bolder.

Okay, in the end it all comes down to lust.

"I'm sorry, Eriko, this is a normal physiological reaction."

So after apologizing, Makoto Asano said somewhat shyly, "Besides, sleeping with a girl as beautiful as you, it's hard not to have a reaction even if you don't remember."

Hearing this, Eriko Miyajima became even more embarrassed and could only mumble under the covers, "Asano-kun, I understand, but could you please... please stop talking about this?"

"Oh well."

Asano Makoto nodded obediently and refrained from further teasing.

But we can't tease them too much; too much of a good thing can be bad.

But just as he turned to look for his underwear, which he couldn't figure out where he'd put it, and prepared to go out to make breakfast, while also pondering how to trick Eriko Miyajima into bed again, he suddenly heard a rustling sound behind him, and—

"Asano-kun..."

Hearing his name called, he turned his head in confusion.

Then he suddenly noticed that Eriko Miyajima had actually sat up and was no longer covering her head with the blanket, but was simply holding her to her chest.

At that moment, she was biting her lip, her face flushed, and she kept her head down, not daring to look Asano Makoto in the eye.

In a voice trembling with shame, she hesitantly whispered, "Asano-kun... this must be very uncomfortable, right? You still..."

She paused for a moment, then finally spoke with a determined look: "Do you still need me... do you need me... to help you?"

Makoto Asano paused for a moment, then immediately chuckled softly.

He knew, of course, that the help Eriko Miyajima offered was just using her hands, just like last time.

But what happens after she helps is beyond her control.

Author's note: There will be one more update later.

Chapter 183 Outside the door

As soon as Eriko Miyajima offered to help, Makoto Asano immediately nodded very honestly.

What happened next is, of course, very clear.

Simply put, it was another unassuming yet triumphant leap forward.

Unlike last time, this time Makoto Asano was sitting on the edge of the bed, while Eriko Miyajima was squatting on the floor.

She was only wearing two pieces of underwear, and because she was shy, she insisted that Makoto Asano give her one of his black coats to wear over her clothes.

Sometimes, it's not about showing all your skin to be the sexiest thing.

On the contrary, this kind of half-concealed attire is more likely to arouse people's sexual interest and lead them into endless fantasies.

At least for Makoto Asano, from his perspective looking down, he could vaguely see a vast expanse of pure, white beauty.

Because Eriko Miyajima's skills had improved, and in order to have enough time to complete the mission, Makoto Asano deliberately did not restrain his feelings.

So this time it took him a little less time than last time.

Incidentally, before this began, Eriko Miyajima specifically instructed Makoto Asano to remind her when it was almost over.

However, Makoto Asano is a bad guy.

So he didn't listen.

Although he nodded and agreed readily when Eriko Miyajima spoke, he disobeyed and chose to keep quiet when the moment actually arrived.

Therefore, despite being very careful, Eriko Miyajima was ultimately forced to apply a beauty mask.

This time, Makoto Asano even made her an extra breakfast out of love.

Although this was the second time Asano Makoto had ambushed her, Miyajima Eriko's reaction was the same as last time.

She was stunned for a moment, then ran into the bathroom to wash her face, and this time she also rinsed her mouth.