Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

He bent his legs, took out his homework from his bag, spread it on the table, and began to ask questions.

The end of the semester is coming soon, and I must seize the time to study in order to get good grades.

Normal teaching lasted for an hour.

"Okay, that's all you need to learn today. You won't be able to remember more."

"Then next is tutoring. Let me see if your abilities have improved?"

Nobi Hiroshi packed his schoolbag and sat on the chair next to him with a smile.

It must be uncomfortable to lie down with your head down. It would be more comfortable to kneel or squat.

"Um……"

"Hong, you have to help me later too."

The girl bit her lower lip lightly and skillfully took out the item she wanted.

I looked up at Nobi Hiroshi expectantly. His pink knees were on the ground, and his skin was covered with the same pattern as the tatami.

Based on the principle of equal exchange, the other party will never suffer a loss.

"Gulu~"

"Why does it feel less than usual?"

After a while, the little girl tilted her head contentedly after getting the energy.

This time the game was easily passed, but her expression was not happy but worried.

It’s like when you play a game and switch from hard mode to normal mode. There are no high rewards, and no sense of satisfaction after completing the game.

I don't think it's exciting enough.

So he stared at the front with dissatisfaction, as if questioning it, why did you become so bad this time.

"Ahem, okay Shizuka, stand up quickly." Nobi Hiroshi quickly put away his equipment. After they were done, the girl kept staring at him, and even he had a thick skin and felt ashamed.

The capacity of the magazine is only half of what it used to be. After all, the gun has not been fully used. The last round of battle was interrupted and ended with only half of it.

So what Shizuka got was half the magazine capacity, not brand new.

"Um……"

Hearing this, without caring about anything else, Shizuka tore off her basic equipment, lightly kicked her toes, and the pure white rabbit pattern hanging on her ankle flew out.

It just fell at the door.

A beautiful parabola.

"You... don't look at me, I'm so shy~"

Turning her head away, the girl consciously used her hands to open the tiger's mouth. It was not as ferocious and majestic as the legend said.

The appearance is pink and cute, and there is no aura of the king of beasts. Is it a species problem? Is it not a tiger from the mountains?

"The tiger is still drooling, I just want to admire it a little longer."

With a sweet smile, Nobi Hiroshi buried his head in the valley, imitating Wu Song's feat of fighting the tiger.

The difference is that Wu Song has ruthless fists and a solid wooden stick, while he can only persuade with words, which is quite tiring.

"Yah~~"

“So… so itchy…”

Shizuka's breathing gradually became rapid, her pink lips slightly opened, her teeth trembled, and she fell into a hazy fantasy.

The knees unconsciously contracted to form a horn shape, which greatly restricted the tiger's operation and range of motion.

But even so, the balance of victory will not tilt. A tiger with its teeth pulled out is just a paper tiger and cannot withstand a single blow.

Nobi Hiro opened his mouth and bit it, letting it recognize who is the king of beasts.

After a fierce fight, transparent blood splashed onto the boy's face, and he successfully killed the tiger.

No, it was a temporary defeat. Hong had no way to solve the problem completely. After the defeat, the opponent fled in disgrace.

"Cough cough~"

Blushing, Nobi Hiroshi patted Shizuka's calf. The delicate girl also had great power to trap herself under certain circumstances.

"I'm sorry, Hong. I...I wet your clothes again. I'm sorry."

Her body softened and Shizuka turned back into a sweet girl. She held her cheeks with her hands and looked at the boy through the gaps between her fingertips, feeling shy.

"I have to sweat and change clothes every day anyway, so it doesn't matter if they get wet."

Relieved, Nobi Hiro looked down at his collar and gave a helpless smile.

The wet fabric against my chest was uncomfortable, especially in a hot shower.

Harm~

Complaints aside, the next step is definitely necessary. Nobi Hiro returns to Hujian and begins to clear the air.

How could you forget to clean up the battlefield after clearing the level? The boy was very careful, not leaving out any corners, so as not to miss anything important.

Shizuka's delicate body tensed again.

They truly share happiness and hard times, and they are very close to each other, never favoring one over the other. The girl's rosy eyes looking at the shota make her even more inseparable.

Chapter 77 Brother, You Are Disgusting

"Lift your legs and put on your equipment."

"Forget it, I'll just get you a clean pair. You can't wear them when they're so hot."

The erotic music in the boudoir ended, and Nobi Hiroshi took out a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth and Shizuka's little mouth.

I picked up the cloth that fell at the door. It was no longer wearable, so I had to choose a basic piece of pink lace from the treasure trove in the drawer.

Along the snow-white soles of the feet, slowly raised to the waist, covering the mountain king and the peaches.

[Note: Tiger is also called cute tiger]

"Pap~"

The sound of the springs hitting the skin is pleasant to the ear and you never get tired of it.

"Hong...you have to be careful in tomorrow's cooking class. If Fat Tiger asks us to help taste test the food, you must run away."

Shizuka opened her pearly teeth slightly, and placed her trembling hands on the boy's shoulders to maintain her balance. She raised her legs and put them on, then put on her own belongings.

His expression showed some enjoyment, and he was enthusiastic about these seemingly insignificant little actions.

At the same time, she reminded her boyfriend about the taboos and rules in cooking class, that he must never have anything to do with Fat Tiger. As a lesson learned from the previous experience, Oki had to stay in the hospital for half a month.

Although the ingredients were all fresh that day, I still got food poisoning. When I returned to school, I had lost a lot of weight.

"Okay, I remember that. See you tomorrow."

"goodbye……"

Shizuka couldn't bear to watch, so she raised her chin, pouted her pink lips and waited.

mu～

He leaned forward and kissed her gently. Satisfied, Hong put on his schoolbag and waved goodbye, although he might visit her secretly again at night.

But that is more important because my wife wants a child.

"It's so hot, damn weather."

"Although I don't mind it, it's going to taste bad in such a hot temperature."

Walking in the alley, Nobi Hiroshi pulled at the collar that was stuck to his chest, which was enchanted by the holy water and had a youthful and elegant scent.

Sounds like a good idea.

Unless the scorching heat cannot evaporate your sweat, the enchantment will mutate and become a toxic buff.

……

……

"It's really embarrassing. Every time the props are snatched away by others, and then you get bruised and battered. Don't you feel unwilling to accept it?"

"You should fight back! Please show some manliness."

At Nobita's house, Doraemon punched and kicked the air, looked at Nobita in front of him angrily, and scolded him with his hands on his hips.

It was such a powerful prop, but it changed hands in less than a day. It was something I bought with my own money.

Although not many people need it, it is sold as a bargain.

"I see, you're a bit long-winded."

"Who decided that? Why do boys have to be strong and brave? There's no way I can beat a big guy like that."

A dejected Nobita Nobi lay on the ground, drawing circles with his fingers.

With a furrowed brow, he was thinking and complaining about why he was just a thin dog, feeling sorry for the world.

"what are you talking about?"

Doraemon was almost laughing out of anger. He pouted his lips twitchingly and the mechanical parts were running like crazy.

"Nobita, you see, the character for 'male' is a combination of 'field' and 'strength', while the character for 'female' is like holding hands and bending knees."

It took a while to return to normal, and the blue fat man tried to explain to Nobita as calmly as possible.

"If that's the case, I should be a girl. If I were a girl, I wouldn't be bullied."

"Doraemon, you have that thing, right?"

Having already thought about it at school, Nobita Nobi suddenly stood up, sat upright, and looked at Doraemon with a serious face.

The bruise near the corner of his eye was still a little painful, making his performance look a little funny.

“The props do exist, but is this really the case?”

"…Forget it, let me let you experience it yourself, maybe you can learn a lesson."

Doraemon lowered his head and rummaged in his pocket, and took out a pink headband. It was an ordinary thing, but it was the high technology of the 22nd century.

"Wow! What is that?"

"It turns into a headband. Just wear it and you will...at least you will look like a girl, and people around you will treat you like a girl."

"Great, lend it to me, lend it to me."

"Well, go ahead."

"Great, now that I have this, I won't be bullied anymore."

Nobita was overjoyed and put on the headband. His shorts instantly turned into a skirt, his face was slightly reshaped, and a ponytail appeared on the back of his head.

It looks like she is indeed a girl.

However, it is difficult to describe her appearance, as it has a kind of beauty that makes people feel physically uncomfortable.

"Great, I really became a girl!"

Crossing his legs and taking a look, Nobita sized himself up narcissistically and prepared to go downstairs to look in the mirror.

The moment the door opened, he met Nobi Hiroshi who had just returned.

"Hong, you're back. Do you think I'm very different from usual?"

Nobita Nobi looked at Hong, smiled brightly, and struck a pose that he thought was cute.

"Da...Xiong...Xiongzi, today is indeed different. We can talk later if we have anything to say. I'm going to take a shower first."

Holding his chest, Hiro Nobi returned to the room with an awkward smile, feeling a little nauseous, his face was pale and he looked a little unwell.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? How did I stay with her before?"

"It's so weird, so weird."