The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

Timeline: Huang Musong and Duoluo had just moved into the resettlement housing in Caiyu Town, south of the capital city, before Duoluo met Dorothy.
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The afternoon sun shone into the bedroom, its light falling on Doro's chubby little face as he took a nap, casting a fan-shaped shadow under his eyelashes.

Doro's little paws gripped the corner of the towel blanket, which only covered her belly. Her exposed abdomen resembled a marshmallow, its white downy fur trembling gently with her breath, revealing a soft and smooth texture.

I slept from noon until the afternoon.
2:30 PM is the hottest time of day in summer.
The lingering coolness of the air conditioner in the room made Doraemon sleep soundly...

Huang Musong had already woken up and found that Duoluo was still asleep. He tiptoed out of the bedroom to the kitchen to drink a glass of water to moisten his throat.

Back in the bedroom, seeing that Doraemon hadn't been woken up, Huang Musong tucked him in.

Turn on the air conditioner and enjoy a cool and healthy 26°C breeze.

Huang Musong didn't care about the electricity bill as long as it made Doraemon more comfortable to sleep.

She ran her fingertips through a small tuft of pink hair on the top of Doraemon's head.

Huang Musong gently closed the bedroom door.

He lay down on the living room sofa and watched videos on his phone to wake himself up.

The living room connects to the balcony, with a window half-open, letting in the sweet fragrance of the magnolia bonsai planted by the downstairs neighbor. Having found online videos uninteresting lately, Huang Musong puts down his phone, plays some soft music, closes his eyes to rest, and occasionally glances towards the bedroom.

After some time, a rustling sound came from the bedroom, followed by the "pat-pat" of four little paws stomping on the floor. Doro, still drowsy from just waking up, gently pushed open the bedroom door and slowly moved step by step into the living room.

Doro rubbed its eyes as it walked out of the bedroom, its pink hair a mess, with the tuft of hair on its head sticking up even higher. Its fur was disheveled, like a wrinkled, clean white nightgown. It squinted and wobbled over to the sofa, approaching the person (Huang Musong).

Kneel down,

With a push of both legs,

Doro jumped onto the sofa and snuggled up next to Huang Musong.

"I'm awake!"

"Dorro murmured in a childish voice."

Huang Musong took off his headphones, closed the music app, and affectionately reached out to ruffle Doro's head. He then stroked Doro's back, grooming its messy fur; smoother fur would be more comfortable. "Awake? Would you like some water, or a 'Runji'? We just moved, and I was worried you wouldn't be used to it; it's all unfamiliar territory. I prepared plenty of fruit, so you won't go hungry if you stay home."

finished,

Huang Musong stretched out his arm to reach the fruit plate on the coffee table.
There is a large banana on the plate.

This banana was something Huang Musong took back from the company he had just left two days ago.

Because it was really big, resembling a mutated banana and quite ornamental, he decided to keep it for a few more days as a display piece.

Unfortunately, if we don't eat them today, the bananas will oxidize and turn black tomorrow.

Doraemon had just woken up and was still a little drowsy. He yawned and nodded.

It rubs its head against someone's stomach.
Doro curled up into a snow-white ball the size of a basketball.
It enjoys the cool summer breeze blowing in through the cracks in the balcony window.

Huang Musong stood up, making room for the softest spot on the sofa so that Duoluo could lie down more comfortably. He took the large banana and led it into the kitchen, chopping it into small pieces to make a fruit platter with Orunji.

A glass of water, half a plate of fruit, and three calcium milk biscuits.

Huang Musong prepared a fairly lavish afternoon tea for Duoluo.

This afternoon tea portion might be a bit small for humans, but it's just right for Doro.

Upon seeing food, Doraemon immediately sat up straight, held the cup, and drank water to moisten his throat.

Then I ate bananas, followed by Orunji, accompanied by calcium milk biscuits.

The complex flavor spreads in the mouth.

Doraemon's eyes gradually widened.

His dark, star-like pupils shone brightly.

After drinking water and filling his stomach, Duoluo moved back close to Huang Musong and sat down next to him. He tugged at Huang Musong's clothes with his little paws and tilted his head to look at him: "Hey~, what are we going to do this afternoon? We finished moving this morning, so we have nothing to do this afternoon. How about we try baking cookies together?"

“A big bag of cookies is expensive. If we bake them ourselves, we can save a lot of money.”

"Besides, baking your own cookies is healthy and delicious!"

"Doro asked with great anticipation."

After hearing what the little guy said, Huang Musong hesitated briefly, feeling unwilling but not expressing it directly.

They refused, saying they didn't have an oven at home, and even the cheapest oven cost over a hundred yuan.

I just left my previous company.
For the past two weeks, I've been in a period of financial difficulty.
Some expenses should be saved if possible.

Worried that directly refusing Doraemon would disappoint it, Huang Musong changed to a more tactful approach, responding in a way that went along with the little guy's words: "Okay! I need to prepare the ingredients. Plain cookies are too dry and not nearly as delicious as various fruit-flavored cookies."

"Orange flavor, strawberry flavor, butter flavor..."

"Which one does Doraemon want to eat?"

While asking questions, Huang Musong helped Duoluo finish the remaining banana pieces and orange segments from the fruit plate.

"Hmm? Oh, Runji, strawberry, butter..." Doro smiled, revealing his big white teeth. "I'm not picky, I'll eat them all, hehe!"

After finishing his afternoon tea and filling his stomach, Huang Musong took the plates to the kitchen to wash them.

With nothing to do for the moment, Doro moved a small stool and went to the kitchen doorway to watch people busy at work. Sunlight streamed into the kitchen, falling on Doro's head at the doorway and giving his pink hair a shimmering golden edge.

With its little paws supporting its chin, Doraemon muttered something under its breath.

Her big eyes blinked.

It's clear that Doraemon is pondering something.

"Dora".

After washing the dishes and drying his hands, Huang Musong squatted down in front of the dazed little boy. "The weather outside is nice. I'm off work this afternoon. Would you like to go for a walk in the park outside?"

We just moved to a new place.

"Shall we go out and get familiar with the area?"

Huang Musong asked tentatively.

Although the move was from a dark and cramped basement room to a bright and spacious one-bedroom apartment, Doro's behavior after moving in wasn't as natural as before. It's likely he was afraid of the unfamiliar environment, or perhaps he'd never lived in an apartment before. In any case, there must be a reason why Doro didn't actively ask to leave.

Fortunately, I don't have to report to Caiyu Fresh Fruit Company this afternoon.
The weather is also quite nice.
Taking Doraemon out for a walk is the perfect way to go.

Upon hearing that the person (Huang Musong) was willing to take it out, Doro's big eyes lit up with surprise. It stood up straight, jumped up and down, and cheered: "Really? That's great! I'm so happy! I want to go to the park. There are lots of birds there."

"Shall we go to the park to feed the birds?"

"There's leftover food in the fridge! It'll spoil if it's left out too long. You said that 'eating sour leftovers is bad for our health,' so it should be okay to feed it to the birds, right?"

Doraemon excitedly opened the refrigerator.

There's a good half-box of leftover rice in the fridge, which I packed from the cafeteria at my new company the day before yesterday. I eat at the cafeteria for every meal, so I don't have a chance to clean up the leftovers, and the half-box of rice is almost spoiled.

Doraemon still remembers the days when he was always hungry and never had enough to eat.
Therefore, refuse to waste.
Feeding leftovers to the birds is what they consider the best solution.

Upon hearing this, Huang Musong was stunned for a moment, and it took him a few seconds to understand what Duoluo meant by 'little bird'.

"You want to go to the park to feed the pigeons? Those little birds are pigeons."

Rubbing Doro's little paws, Huang Musong felt both helpless and amused, and said playfully, "It's possible. But this time you're not allowed to chase after pigeons, can you do that? Yesterday when we moved, we got off at the bus stop near the park, and as soon as you saw a pigeon, you chased after it, scaring the pigeons so much that they didn't dare to land."

"If we continue to do that, the pigeons will fly away and circle around us when they see us."

"Moreover, pigeons are living beings too, and we shouldn't harm them."

Huang Musong gently educated Doraemon.

Doro's face was a little red. It looked down and scratched its paws, its voice soft: "I didn't mean to scare them away... they just flew too fast. I just wanted to make friends with them and play together sometime in the future." Thinking that people were criticizing it, Doro took the initiative to admit its mistake, afraid that people would hate it and abandon it. The little guy's words stunned Huang Musong once again.

I just adopted Doraemon.
He was not yet familiar with Doraemon.
I used to think that Doraemon was quite pitiful as a homeless person.

After living together for ten days, Huang Musong finally realized how innocent, kind, and adorable Duoluo really was!
Yesterday I mistakenly thought that Doraemon wanted to hunt pigeons, but it turns out he wanted to make friends with pigeons!

call……

He let out a slow sigh.

Huang Musong gently pinched Doraemon's cheek to comfort it and tell it not to overthink things.

“I understand, you mean no harm to the pigeons, it’s just that the pigeons are timid and afraid.”

"I'm not criticizing you. We're just chatting casually. You don't need to act like you're apologizing."

"Dolo, once I've earned more money recently, I'll buy you a kitten or puppy as a companion." Huang Musong said as he took Doro's little hand and led it out the door to the nearby park.

The park near the residential area is small, but it is a treasure trove for the local residents.

Retired seniors take advantage of the cool afternoon and evening hours to stroll around, in small groups. Some are practicing Tai Chi, some are playing chess, and some are doing square dancing... Elementary school students, who get out of school early, chase and play with each other, filling the park with a leisurely and lively atmosphere.

Entering the park,

Huang Musong held onto Doraemon's paws.
A person and a small animal walked along a winding path paved with cobblestones.

Doro's paws were soft and small, completely enveloped in Huang Musong's large hand. Perhaps because the pebbles were uncomfortable, Doro hopped and skipped, avoiding the pebble area between the bricks.

After hopping along, Doro got a little tired and stopped to stand still for a while.

moment,

Doraemon suddenly became excited again.
Its two large eyes resemble electronic radar.

"Human~"

"Look, that flower over there is so red! It's a beautiful flower. I've seen it before, but I don't recognize it."

"And another thing, there's a little bug on the ground, it's jumping really high!"

Attracted by the flowers and plants, Duoluo was overjoyed and pulled Huang Musong toward the brightly colored red flowers.

The safflower has thorns, so Doraemon dared not touch it and knew he should not pick it.

It just wanted to get closer and smell the flowers.

Following Duoluo closer to the red flower, Huang Musong recognized it as a rose. He then patted Duoluo's head and explained, "This is called a rose. It's very pretty, isn't it? But you're not allowed to touch it, because roses have thorns, and you'll get pricked if you touch it. Besides, the roses in the park belong to everyone, and we have no reason to take them for ourselves."

I regularly explain the rules of the real world to Doraemon.

Huang Musong hopes it can gradually integrate into human society.
Doro, who comes from the world of anime, can only live a more stable life if he fully integrates into the real world of human society.

"Ok!"

Doro didn't say much, just nodded earnestly, remembering the man's teachings.

"Is it permissible to get closer and smell the flowers?"

With his big, blinking eyes, Duoluo looked up and met Huang Musong's gaze.

"of course."

"Flowers are planted in the garden to be admired or smelled. Doro can smell them for as long as it wants." Huang Musong affectionately stroked Doro's head, praising it for being well-behaved and sensible.

"Oh! As for the little insect you mentioned, that's called a cricket."

As he spoke, Huang Musong squatted down and swiftly caught the cricket.

Having grown up in the countryside, catching insects is Huang Musong's forte, especially small, non-biting creatures like crickets.

Seeing someone catch an insect firsthand, Doraemon was so surprised that his little mouth pursed into an "o" shape, full of admiration.

Once, while living under a bridge, Doraemon encountered crickets and was kept awake by their incessant chirping. Unable to sleep soundly and unable to catch them, he had no choice but to plug his ears.

As a result, the person caught the cricket very casually?

"Amazing!"

Doraemon praised him from the bottom of his heart.

In its eyes, the man (Huang Musong) is like a great hero who can do anything.

A little embarrassed by the praise, Huang Musong smiled slightly and handed the cricket to Duoluo to play with. "You can decide for yourself whether to release the cricket or feed it to the pigeons. Crickets eat grass roots and are considered pests within the city park area, so killing it is considered pest control."

Huang Musong made a point of explaining that crickets are harmful, not wanting to cause Duoluo any concern, since Duoluo is a very kind person.

Upon learning that crickets are considered pests,
Doraemon seemed to be deep in thought.
It grabbed one of the cricket's hind legs and ran towards the pigeon colony.

"Pigeons, Doraemon is here to feed you, let's be friends~".

Doraemon ran happily toward the park square.

In the park square, a few pigeons strolled leisurely, waiting to be fed by humans.

Upon seeing Doro running towards them, the pigeons hurriedly flapped their wings and flew into the air to avoid him. From the pigeons' perspective, the chibi-style Doro looked like both a cat and a dog; in any case, he was extremely dangerous.

Misunderstood by the pigeons again
Doraemon hung his head in disappointment.

His ears twitched, making him look a little disappointed.

Seeing this, Huang Musong followed and gave Duoluo two clumps of rice. "First, use the rice to attract the pigeons, let them feel our goodwill, and over time they will be willing to make friends. Duoluo, or you can throw the crickets higher, and pigeons that are willing to eat insects will naturally fly over to catch them."

After listening, Doraemon nodded seriously and did as instructed, throwing the cricket upwards with all his might.

Pigeons generally don't eat insects unless they need to supplement their protein intake for laying eggs.

There are many pigeons in the sky.

There will always be someone who wants to eat insects.

Doro tilted his head back, his eyes wide open, watching the cricket he had tossed high and then fell.

In an instant, a pigeon flew over and swallowed the cricket precisely before it landed.

"fly……"

Doro was stunned, muttering to himself, also wanting to fly into the sky.

Only by flying into the sky can you get up close to the pigeons, and only by getting up close can you make friends with them.

Then the rice was sprinkled.

Duo Luo returned to Huang Musong's side and continued to hold his hand.

With eyes curving into crescents, Doro snuggled against Huang Musong like a clingy kitten: "Our Doro loves people the most~. People, you adopted Doro, Doro is so lucky!"

Hearing this, Huang Musong's heart felt as if it had been struck by something, and he softened completely. "Yeah! Me too. I only feel truly happy when I see Duoluo after I get home from get off work every day."

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Afternoon time always seems to pass by exceptionally quickly.
Huang Musong took Duoluo to the new company cafeteria for dinner.

When they got home, the sun had already set, and Doraemon had a great time.

Tired,

After washing up, Doraemon fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

Its little face was rosy and full of a peaceful smile; I wonder what delicious food it's dreaming about this time.
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