Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

Doraemon smiled and handed the bamboo dragonfly to Nobi Hiroshi, then continued to make toast for Nobita.

"Bamboo dragonfly..."

When he went out, Hiro Nobi carefully looked at the little gadget in his hand, feeling a little excited, and at the same time he recalled a distant old friend.

A small propeller can take people into the sky, and the amazing thing is that it won’t tear off your scalp. I don’t know what the principle is, but it may be related to the Black Mamba.

“It shouldn’t crash.”

Taking a deep breath, Hong put the bamboo helicopter on his head. There was a small switch on the side, which could make it take off.

I was a little uncomfortable at first, so I hovered over the roof for a while, and then flew towards the street after getting familiar with it.

"Wow, so beautiful."

As the sun sets, it falls below the horizon, and the fiery clouds in the sky gradually return to white, like the wings of an angel.

Nobi Hiroshi overlooked the town at dusk, and it was like a golden moon falling from the sky.

There is a constant stream of people in the community, and from afar you can see the back hill of the school, with lush green trees.

Everything was just like in the painting. Nobi Hiroshi couldn't help but feel emotional after seeing it.

With lips slightly parted, I wanted to use a beautiful piece of music to commemorate the beauty of this moment.

"It's been a long day without you my friend."

"And I'll tell you all about it when I see you again."

"We've come a long way from where we began."

"Oh I'll tell you all about it when I see you again."

"When I see you again Damn who knew all the planes we flew."

"........."

Beautiful songs fell from the sky. Nobi Hiroshi had a great talent for music, and the residents below couldn't help but cry when they heard it.

I don’t know why, but I feel touched from the bottom of my heart.

Chapter 10 The Bastard is Laughing

I went to town and bought some potatoes, chicken and carrots. It seems that we will have curry rice tonight.

Nobi Tamako's cooking skills are impeccable. Hong, with a happy mood, slowly flew home in the afterglow of the sunset, passing by an old grocery store along the way.

This house seems to be quite old. There is a plaque on the door with the words "Okada Grocery Store" printed on it. It must be Fat Tiger's house.

From this perspective, Nobi Hiroshi can just see the scene in Fat Tiger's room.

I saw the other person hiding stealthily in the corner of the bookshelf, holding a ruler in his right hand, as if measuring something.

"What is this kid doing secretly?" The boy muttered curiously while holding the basket.

Because he was facing away from him, Hong had no idea what Fat Tiger was doing.

So he flew down doubtfully and secretly lay beside the curtain to observe.

"what……"

"No matter how you measure it, it's only 3.8cm."

Pulling down his clothes, Fat Tiger sighed in defeat.

Hiro Nobi, who was watching secretly, saw so much from his lost eyes.

"Pfft, 3.8cm...hahaha~~~"

He really couldn't hold it back and couldn't help laughing. Covering his mouth with his hands didn't help.

Even someone as strong as Fat Tiger has this kind of trouble.

"Who! Which bastard is laughing?!"

Hearing the undisguised laughter coming from outside the window, Fat Tiger's face turned pale and he ran over in a hurry.

I opened the window and looked out. There was no one outside, only a few children playing around on the street.

"Did I hear wrongly?"

"That's right. How could there be other people on the second floor?"

"But just to be on the safe side, I'd better measure it again to avoid making mistakes."

Fortunately, the window was closed, Fat Tiger sat back in his original position, and used a ruler to issue an unyielding challenge to his fate.

"Huh... I was almost discovered..."

On the roof, Hiro Nobi wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead. He was almost discovered, but fortunately he reacted in time and hid.

"3.8cm is really not enough, Fat Tiger, you'll have to take care of yourself in the future."

With a funny smile on his lips, Nobi Hiroshi estimated himself, nodded and left.

When he flew into the room on the second floor, Nobita Nobi had already fallen to the ground with a bloated stomach and a pile of toast next to him waiting for him to eat.

"I...I can't eat anymore."

"How can that be! Keep eating! There are still more than 20 pages of difficult knowledge points here. You must make good use of my props and don't waste them."

Doraemon brought a pot of cold water and stuffed toast into Nobita's mouth while pouring water into it.

Nobita's belly expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he had to continue eating.

The bamboo dragonfly was returned to Doraemon, and Nobi Hiroshi came to the first floor with a basket of vegetables and gave it to Nobi Tamako.

"Aunt Yuzi, this is what you want to buy."

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him with a smile, Hong put the basket of vegetables on the ground.

"Xiaohong... why did you buy the vegetables? Nobita, that kid, is being lazy again!"

Yuzi frowned at first, then relaxed and touched Hong's head lovingly, wishing her own child could be so sensible.

After washing and chopping the vegetables, Nobi Tamako began to prepare today's dinner. Hong took the initiative to help with the work, further gaining Tamako's favor.

"Thank you so much, Xiaohong. It makes my aunt feel a lot more relaxed with your help. I wish Nobita could be half as sensible as you."

"Aunt Tamako, you're praising me too much. Actually, Nobita is quite obedient. It's inevitable that he's naughty sometimes." Hong said modestly.

Listening to what Nobi Hiroshi said, Nobi Tamako felt a little comforted. She didn't expect that this child, who was only a few days older than her own Nobita, was so likable.

The curry in the pot was still stewing. Tamako had nothing else to do at the moment, so she sat on the tatami and watched TV leisurely, hitting her neck with her hands all the time. It should be because of doing housework for many years that her neck was sore.

"Aunt Yuzi! Is your neck uncomfortable?"

Hong asked softly.

"Yeah, but I'm used to it. Just one pat like this is fine."

"Ah, do you want me to press it for you? That should be more comfortable, right?"

Nobi Tamako was a little moved: "Oh, sure, thank you so much."

"Well, leave it to me."

Looking at Yuzi's plump figure, Hong's mouth corners slightly raised, and he happily came over and sat behind her.

Tamako turned slightly, with her back facing Hong, and relaxed while watching TV.

Nobi Hiroshi gently placed his hand on Tamako's neck and pressed softly, massaging it lightly with his thumb.

"How about this strength?"

"Okay, if you increase the force a little more... um... yes... that's it..."

【Massage techniques?1】

Half an hour later, Hong successfully heard the system prompt, but this was not important.

What’s important is that Yuzi’s expression changed slightly.

"Ha...what's wrong with me...strange..."

"I feel confused..."

With her willpower weakened, Nobita slapped her cheeks to wake herself up.

Seeing that the other person's dazed eyes recovered so quickly, Nobi Hiroshi did not feel disappointed at all, but rather very happy.

This is a good beginning.

By then, some uncontrollable situation will probably arise, ahem.

"Nobita, Doraemon, it's time to eat!"

The curry was ready and Daisuke Nobi came back from get off work, and Hong respectfully called him uncle.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Hong sees that Nobi Daisuke’s forehead is a little dark. He may encounter something bad in the near future. I hope it’s not my illusion.

"Nobita, why don't you eat?"

"This is the curry that mom worked so hard to make. Look how delicious Hong and Doraemon are eating it."

At the dinner table, Tamako Nobi looked at Nobita who was sitting in a daze at his seat and asked loudly.

"No... no... I really can't eat anymore."

"What! Are you saying that the food mom cooks is terrible? Hurry up and eat your food!"

Nobita Nobi's disgusted expression successfully angered Tamako, and she was forced to swallow the curry rice immediately.

He himself had a lot of troubles, he really had too much toast to eat and couldn't eat any rice!

Doraemon and Hiro Nobi watched and prayed silently in their hearts, "Who taught you not to be able to speak? You have to bear the consequences of your own actions."

Chapter 11: Nobita's Explosion

There was no soft mattress, and Nobi Hiroshi, who had gotten used to the small quilt on the tatami, fell into a comfortable sleep after reading a comic book for a while.

The next day of the exam arrived quickly, and Hiroshi and Nobita, full of confidence, came to class.

Unexpectedly, Nobita did not expel all the knowledge.

"Everyone, please clean up your desks. We are going to distribute the test papers."

Eiichiro Terahyouka walked in with a bundle of test papers. After the students had almost finished packing, he began to distribute the test papers one by one.

After Nobi Hiroshi received the test paper, he took a quick look at it, quickly picked up his pen and began to answer the questions. A rustling sound was heard on the test paper.

In just over ten minutes, he finished half of the test paper.

I stopped for a while and observed Shizuka next to me. She seemed to be under no pressure, as the little girl had a smile on her face.

"Great, I can do it all, I can do it all, hehe, it's really too easy!"

Looking at the questions on the test paper, Nobita wrote quickly, secretly delighted in his heart.

Suddenly, his stomach began to churn. The severe pain made Nobita's face turn pale. The pencil rolled to the side and he covered his aching abdomen tightly with both hands.

"Hiss...what's going on..."

"Teacher, I need to go to the bathroom!"

Nobita raised a trembling hand, covered his pg, and ran to the toilet.

There was a roar of thunder at that moment, and Nobita Nobi just walked out of the bathroom with unsteady steps and immediately ran back.

"Someone come and save me!"

The exam was almost over when Nobita Nobi, looking depressed, staggered back to the classroom, completely dehydrated.

Moreover, there was an inexplicable smell on his body, which made the students around him hold their noses and stay away from him.

"Nobita, did you fall into the toilet? How come you are still pickled?"

Suneo looked at Nobita Nobi with a sneer and pinched his nose in disgust.