The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

After shopping at Pang Donglai Supermarket, Huang Musong bought a lot of food, including both ready-to-eat and chilled items.

That is, food, such as stir-fried dishes, as today's dinner.

It's packaged chilled and has a short shelf life. It needs to be heated in a microwave before eating. I bought it to keep as food for the next three days, and will eat it on the return journey.

...

Shopping finished, left the shopping mall.

Huang Musong took the Doro back to the hotel for dinner.

During our supermarket visit, the samples were limited, and the three little ones only managed to satisfy their cravings.

When it was finally time to start the meal, the three little guys immediately rushed to the small table and each took a seat.

Donas was the first to start, taking half of each of the various vegetarian dishes from the small table and pouring them into the rice bowl with rice at the bottom.

To be precise, it should be called a rice bowl, with a capacity of 3 liters.

"The rice is still just a small bowl~"

"Tomato and egg stir-fry is a must!"

"Another small box of stir-fried dried tofu with green peppers, please!"

Muttering incantations, Donas skillfully mixed the side dishes and rice evenly, holding the bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other...

The sticky, gooey rice with vegetables is a favorite of the Dorothy and Doraemon, who also love it.

but,

Tonight's dinner featured more meat dishes than staple foods; the table was filled with various fragrant meats.

Dorothy did not choose to eat the mixed rice dish like Donas did.

Dorothy gracefully picked up a piece of braised pork ribs that had been stewed until tender. She first sniffed the aroma, then brought her nose close to the piece of meat and twitched it slightly.

“It smells so good!”

With a slight expression of admiration, Dorothy opened her mouth wide and stuffed the entire rib into her mouth.

Chewing with bulging cheeks,
It felt like I was undergoing a sensory baptism.

Stewed until tender enough that the meat falls off the bone, Dorothy savors it slowly…

On the table in front of Duoluo, there was a bowl of spicy soup, the takeout box slightly hot to the touch.

Break off a few pieces of the meat pie called "Zhuangmo" and drown them all in the spicy soup. Then use a spoon to scoop out the meat pie soaked in the soup.

Blow air to cool it down.

When he tasted the meat patty dipped in soup, a complex flavor exploded in his mouth, and Doraemon's pupils dilated with excitement, his eyes sparkling.

Delicious food should not be enjoyed alone.

While enjoying the meat pie, Dorothy scooped up a spoonful of soup and slowly offered it to Dorothy beside her.

The partners already have a tacit understanding; they don't need to say much, as they both understand each other's meaning.

Dorothy also blew on the spoon to make sure she didn't burn her mouth, and then put the spoon in her mouth.

Having lived together for a long time, the doro never disliked each other, and none of them minded sharing utensils.

Upon tasting the meatloaf soaked in the soup, Dorothy couldn't help but twitch her ears in surprise, exclaiming, "Dorothy, you really know how to eat! It's really delicious, super tasty!"

He casually wiped away the soup that had dripped onto his stomach.

Dorothy didn’t care at all that her fur was stained with hot and sour soup.

"Hey~"

"Actually, I wouldn't call myself a big eater. I just thought it would taste better this way," Doraemon explained modestly.

While listening to her two companions discuss how to eat the food, Donas couldn't help but become curious and suddenly wanted to try the taste of Hu spicy soup.

"Put a few spoonfuls into my bowl too."

Donas smacked her lips, chewing as she spoke, and a grain of rice almost flew out of the corner of her mouth. She quickly tilted her head back to prevent it from falling.

Doro has never been stingy with sharing.

But if it's for Donas to share the hot and sour soup...
That doesn't seem like a good idea, does it?
Donas has a habit of only eating vegetarian food. The hot and sour soup contains diced meat, which is added when soaking the steamed buns.

Doro frowned, looking quite troubled, and shook his head, intending to politely decline his companion's offer.

"you"

Before Doraemon could speak, Dorothy realized something and quickly covered Doraemon's mouth.

"You pour the rice into your own bowl first!"

As she spoke to Donas, Dorothy turned and whispered in Dorothy's ear.

Listening attentively, Doraemon seemed to be deep in thought, and after a moment he nodded in agreement.

Dorothy was talking to Doraemon behind her back.
Donas was full of questions, but she was so hungry that she didn't ask too many.

The rice bowl mixed with hot and sour soup looks increasingly sticky, to the point that it requires absolutely no chewing.

Donas wolfed it down like porridge...

Hearing the sounds of the little ones eating at the next table, Huang Musong felt a great appetite.

While eating, I peeled shrimp shells for the Doro.

Huang Musong divided the fresh shrimp meat equally between Doraemon and Dorothy.

Shrimp meat is rich in protein, providing essential nutrients and helping to boost immunity.

For Donas, Huang Musong replaced the shrimp meat with milk powder, brewed it with hot water, and handed over the bottle only after it had cooled down.

Just then, Donas was full and felt a little choked.

Lying sprawled out on the edge of the bed, Donas picked up her baby bottle and began to drink, contentedly enjoying the happiness that came with a full stomach.

Huang Musong was taken aback when he peeked at Donas drinking milk; it was rare to see this mischievous little one behave so well and quietly.

He quickly took out his phone, snapped a photo, and took a picture of Donas.

Huang Musong has decided to use this image as one of his future company trademarks!

A "click" sound reached my ears.
Donas realized she was being secretly photographed.

It sighed deeply, wanting someone to delete its embarrassing photos but too full to move.

They could only turn their backs for now. Donas continued to sit and drink her milk, and waited for Dorothy and Doraemon to finish their meal before going to the bathroom to take a shower together.

...

During the holiday, hotel rooms were in short supply, so Huang Musong booked two business rooms.

Due to the lack of space for movement indoors
To let their damp fur dry quickly, the doro strolled hand in hand through the hotel corridor, taking the opportunity to dispose of the trash they had created for dinner.

The hotel corridors are long and narrow.

Enough for the three little ones to run and play.

The three metal monsters dutifully followed the Doro's.

After playing and getting their fur dry, the little ones went back to their room to rest.

As they passed a door, the keen-hearing Doraemon suddenly stopped, leaned in and listened intently, his ears perked up like radar.

"Is there a sound inside?"

"That's strange!"

The sounds of crying and laughter were mixed together, yet they were neither crying nor laughing, creating an indescribable eeriness.

When he first heard the crying, Doro's heart clenched, thinking someone in the room was in danger. But when he recognized the laughter, Doro frowned, his little face filled with confusion.

Dorothy, being very curious, leaned closer and pressed her ear to the crack in the door to eavesdrop.

"Is it a hit? Is it a hit? Is it a hit?!"

"No good~"

"I'll teach you to fail! I'll teach you to fail!"

"Oh my gosh~, my goodness~."

"Will it work? Will it work this time?"

"It's working! It's working! Oh my god..."

Strange shouts, some asking and some answering, drifted through the crack in the door.

The passing doro could hear it clearly, but they couldn't understand what these dialects meant.

Considering I have to get up early tomorrow,

Donas grabbed Dorothy and Dorothy's paws and dragged them toward the room where Huang Musong was.

Huang Musong had just washed up and was lying in bed watching videos when the Doro members returned, at which point he would turn off the lights.

Su Qingyao, Arwen, and Mikasa live next door;
Huang Musong knew that Duoluo couldn't sleep without him, so he lived in the same room with the three little guys.

The metal monster swiped its card to open the door.
The first one to burst into the room, Duo Luo, jumped onto the bed and pounced on Huang Musong's chest.

Caught off guard, Huang Musong was almost unable to breathe under the pressure.

"people!"

What does "'I'm not good enough' mean?"

Doro blinked her big eyes and asked.

Huang Musong was asked a difficult question right away, and he wondered if Duoluo had heard something he shouldn't have.

Dorothy was more interested in understanding the meaning of 'I'm not good enough' than Doraemon.

As the smartest doro,

Although Dorothy also doesn't understand the concept of gender

At least I've grasped the basics.

It is known that for every additional person in the real world who likes Doro, one Doro will be born in the anime/manga world.

Theoretically, the ways in which humans are born should be similar, the difference being that only one offspring can be born from two humans who like each other.

Lying to Dorothy's left, Dorothy leaned close to his face, seeking confirmation: "Is 'I'm not good enough' a magic incantation? Human, am I right? As long as you humans recite the incantation, a baby can be born?"

"Wow! A baby has been born? Does 'baby' refer to a human infant?" Doro turned his head, asking in surprise and delight, his expression as if he had discovered a new continent.

Donas followed suit and pounced on them.

The topic of human babies has captured the attention of the three Doro members...

Having lived in a university dormitory for a few months, Donas knew more about human reproduction than Dorothy and Dorothy, though only superficially.

"I've heard that for humans to reproduce, there must be one male and one female."

"You are a boy, and Sister Xiao Su is a girl."

"Are you capable of having human offspring?"

Donas is outspoken.

Faced with three pairs of inquisitive eyes, Huang Musong was at a loss for words and couldn't explain anything.

This kind of topic...

There's no way to explain it!

To avoid corrupting the minds of the Doro...
Huang Musong described it like a parent deceiving a child: "As long as the girl is over twenty years old and the boy is over twenty-two years old, and the two embrace each other while admiring each other, they can have a child."

"The fruit of love is the baby, the human offspring you speak of."

"As for me and your Sister Su..."

"Let's go to sleep first!"

Deliberately keeping the doro fans in suspense, Huang Musong got up to turn off the lights and went back to bed to rest.

In the pitch-black room, Doraemon's eyes remained open, his pupils gleaming like black gemstones.

Fruit of Love
That sounds so romantic and mysterious!

Lying quietly, Doro thought: How wonderful it would be if one day I could see people hugging Sister Su, and then a flash of light appeared and a human baby popped out...
Words,

What will the child born to Ren and Sister Xiao Su in the future look like?

These thoughts made Doraemon's lips curl into a smile as he gradually drifted off to sleep. (End of Chapter)