Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

Ahem, it’s not good to have too bold ideas.

"Yeah, it's so cute. Is Bumper also made of all metal?"

Shizuka gently pinched the bumps on her hands, kneading them like playing with plasticine, pudding-like, and she also had a new respect for Kurt.

The same is true for the Haier Brothers, who are very concerned about their reputation.

"Of course not. If you want to work with all metal, you must have a professional craftsman's qualification certificate. I'm not that good yet."

Kurt sat in the chair and smiled awkwardly, feeling guilty when he saw the admiring looks in Shizuka and Hong's eyes.

Although it is a very powerful pet prop, he made it accidentally, and it is impossible to reproduce it.

That night, Hong Wen added a bunch of random things into the blender, and after the fusion explosion, a strange alien creature was born.

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"B-grade gourmet tablecloth! Just tell me what B-grade gourmet you want to eat, and it will be made right away."

As they chatted and laughed, it was time for dinner, and Kurt took out a green tablecloth with gold edges and covered the table.

It’s different, it’s original, and it’s got a capital “B” in the middle that makes people feel uneasy.

Nobi Hiroshi and Doraemon looked at each other and lowered their heads at the same time, hoping that silence was golden, hoping that someone would take the risk.

"Why, no one wants to eat?"

"Well, I'll try it first. Please give me a bowl of pork chop rice!"

Fat Tiger, who never learned his lesson, took the lead, crawling on the edge of the table with his arms, his eyes full of expectation without blinking.

Gulu~

A white light appeared, and a blue and white bowl really appeared on the dining table.

Fat Tiger opened the lid, wiped his saliva and said, "Not bad, not bad, it looks delicious. With my decades of experience eating fried pork chops, I know it's top quality just by smelling it!"

The hot pork chop rice is full of meat aroma, and the golden and crispy coating is doused with special oyster sauce, and the appearance is impeccable.

"That doesn't seem to be a problem, Shizuka, let's order some food too."

After some trial and error, Nobi Hiroshi gradually let down his guard. Seeing how happily Fat Tiger was eating, he knew there must be something wrong with the item.

"Well, I want to eat cheese seafood baked rice."

The sweet girl curled up on the bench, folded her hands in front of her belly and spoke obediently.

The front knees are tightly closed, dragging the two cute calves below into an "eight" shape.

The leg lines are perfectly fitted, and there are secret treasures hidden in this paradise that cannot be processed in time.

Even if you rest in the corner of the basement, many hidden dangers will come out, but there are hidden dangers deep in the shadows that must be cleared manually.

It's hard to endure until the evening to take a shower.

"It smells so good, have you eaten yet?"

Suneo, who had returned to normal, smelled the fragrance and quickly ran into the restaurant.

The small one is still cuter, and its long mouth almost pierced through the back of Fat Tiger’s head when it entered the door.

"Wow, it looks good. Let me try it. Come out, Polo Beef Burger!"

The crooked-necked Suneo sat down on the empty seat next to Fat Tiger. It was amazing that he could lie flat with his big head for three minutes.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

In the blink of an eye, the dinner that Suneo had promised appeared. A whole wagyu beef and two roosters popped out on the table.

Everyone who was busy eating was stunned. Before they could react, the cow broke open the door and ran away. The two roosters followed closely behind, not forgetting to take the basketball placed at the door.

Nobi Hiro dropped his jaw in surprise and looked at the table. There was only a whole pineapple and a small bag of flour in the middle.

"Don't look at me like that."

"Sometimes, the raw materials will come out directly, hahaha..."

Kurt turned his face away and explained awkwardly.

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The lingering aroma of dinner lingered in the air. After dinner, night slowly fell and the hustle and bustle of the island gradually faded away, leaving behind a peaceful night.

In Kurt's house, a large group of people were crowded in the hall and slept a little cramped.

Fat Tiger and Suneo slept on the floor, covered with the same quilt, full of gay love.

Nobita and Doraemon were sleeping on a small sofa by the window. The moonlight was shining gently, and the saliva at the corners of Nobita's mouth was shining brightly. All of it flowed onto the blue fat man, who was completely unaware.

Nobi Hiroshi and Shizuka slept on the big sofa in the middle of the living room. They went from sleeping alone to sleeping together, to avoid suspicion when everyone was awake. I wonder if this is unnecessary.

"嘤~"

The girl was sleeping soundly with her head covered, humming softly. She felt extremely comfortable after cleaning all the stains while taking a bath.

The sweet girl lay on her side, with one of her white thighs pressing on the waist of the boy next to her, and she was sleeping soundly.

It's the honey juice between the hips that is abrupt...

Perhaps he was still awake, so he took advantage of the moonlight to study Li Bai's stories, with the main purpose of encouraging learning.

"Forget it, since you are sleeping so soundly, I won't wake you up."

In the darkness, Nobi Hiro pinched the sweet girl's watery face and sighed silently.

With a goodnight kiss, he put his arms around her slender waist, slowly closed his eyes and rested.

It was a bit boring to study allusions alone, and he preferred to discuss academic matters together. But he became bored after a few moments and had no interest in it at all.

It would be more fun to wait until tomorrow to play a trick on “her”, the girl who looks smart but a little bit stupid…

Chapter 174 The final action

The bright moon hangs in the night sky, its light is cool and bright, illuminating the light clouds.

The entire Craftsman Island was silent, and the masters were all sleeping soundly.

Except for the Secret Prop Museum.

A great plan is coming to an end in the basement.

"It's almost done. I only need the last four items. A new miracle for mankind will be born in my hands!!!"

Dr. Bepra sat at his workbench, looking proudly at the large metal device with blue patterns printed on it in front of him.

After decades of sleeping on straw and eating bitter food, he was finally able to wash away the shame of the first half of his life, and his achievements were written into history books, praised and admired by future generations.

The old man fell into fantasy without realizing it.

"Grandpa, are you really okay?"

"If you fail again this time, you will have nowhere to run and will definitely be arrested by the police."

Holding a small soup spoon in her right hand, Jin Jia sat sideways on the dining table outside the door to savor a midnight snack, her eyebrows raised as she poured cold water on him mercilessly.

She had no confidence in her grandfather at all, and if she failed again this time, she would really have no chance.

Rather than being a gambler, she would rather live a normal life. She has never left this island since she was a child.

A true canary, if it weren’t for the desserts and cheerful personality, most girls would have been emo.

"Don't worry, Grandpa is fully confident this time. Tomorrow will definitely be the greatest day!"

Her enthusiasm was not affected at all. Bepra slid the screen to contact Kurt, then drank her coffee leisurely and silently.

"Doctor, it's so late, do you have anything to talk to me about?"

When his watch rang, Kurt, who was studying secret props by candlelight at the workbench, answered the call and whispered in a low voice to prevent the call from being heard by outsiders outside the door.

"Kurt, I have good news for you. The day we have been waiting for has finally arrived!"

"Tomorrow you must quickly bring the last props here. The faster the better."

Bepra said with great excitement.

"Really? Doctor!"

"The device is finally about to be completed..."

"Hey, don't worry, I promise I can complete the task."

Hearing Bepra's words, Kurt became excited, threw away the drawings in his hand, and began to plan the details of tomorrow's crime.

"Okay, the notice has been set, so now it's time to go..."

Kurt sighed to himself.

Then she took out a blue bow from the drawer and put it on her collar.

White fluorescent light splashed and swirled around his body. Kurt's height gradually grew and he became a tall man of more than two meters.

With a shake of the cloak, the Phantom Thief Robot emerged from its cocoon. Its entire body was composed mainly of blue, and the steel mustache under its nose made it look a little coquettish. Overall, it was dressed in a very gentlemanly manner.

"The Phantom Thief is coming..."

With a sly smile, Kurt drew a tunnel with the space pen and quietly left the room without alerting anyone in the hall.

With the help of the excellent performance of the Phantom Thief Robot, he can climb walls and climb roofs and sneak into the museum under the cover of night.

"Clap!"

A blue card was inserted directly into the door, which quickly attracted the attention of the patrol robot, and the police patrolling nearby also came.

"What is that? It's a notice!"

The policeman picked up the card with a serious look on his face.

Being left with a pre-case message by Phantom Thief DX without anyone noticing was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

This guy is so arrogant!

However, they couldn't do anything to him and could only ask everyone to prepare early and set up a tight net to wait for Kaito DX's "robbery".

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"Ha, what a comfortable sleep!"

"Okay everyone, let's go to the museum and continue looking for the whereabouts of Kaito DX!"

The next morning, Doraemon was full of energy and urged everyone to go out. When Nobita, who was staying in bed, was slapped twice to wake him up.

Lemon has had enough and cannot endure it even a second longer. He must solve the problem quickly and get back the bell that belongs to him.

After breakfast and a quick wash, everyone followed Doraemon to the entrance of the museum.

"Hey, what's going on up front?"

Nobi Hiroshi was half asleep and half awake, looking at the group of people standing at the gate, and easily squeezed in with his size advantage.

The same went for Shizuka and the others. Except for Fat Tiger who had some difficulty, everyone came to the sign at the door and stared at it.

"Ah, the museum is temporarily closed. What should I do with my bell?"

Doraemon looked at the sign that said the museum was closed for one day with a look of annoyance.

"No, I absolutely cannot give up."

"This ticket is only valid for two days. How can this be possible?"

With a frown on his face, Doraemon walked over and pulled Kurt, who was standing guard. The few of them talked to the curator and learned that Kaito DX had sent a warning letter.

"What, Kaito DX!"

"Great, it's finally here."

Unlike the worried police officers, Doraemon bent his arms slightly and looked overjoyed, as if he was eager for the other party to come and steal his things.

"Doraemon, can you control your expression?"