Doraemon for an imperfect world

Doraemon was startled. "Are you from the future giving me a warning?"

"Doraemon."

Sayaka quickly held Doraemon down and said, "Don't let Miss Itsumi find out at this time."

"Sorry sorry."

Doraemon asked, "What happened?"

"Dora!"

Mini Dora pointed his finger at Doraemon's pocket.

"This pocket was stolen?"

Doraemon frowned and said, "But I clearly wrote it down in my pre-written diary. The props won't be stolen by anyone, right?"

"Dora, Dora!"

"I see."

Doraemon nodded thoughtfully and said, "Although the item didn't fall into Kyubey's hands, I can't use it myself... Thank you, I know what to do now."

Doraemon said, reaching into his pocket and rummaging around for a while before pulling out a pistol-shaped spray bottle. "Position-fixing spray—just spray this on an object and it will return to its original position no matter how far it moves."

After saying that, Doraemon aimed the spray at his four-dimensional pocket. Feeling unsafe, he opened the pocket and sprayed it inside. He didn't feel relieved until he had used up the entire can of spray. Then he asked:

"What did Future Kyubey do?"

"Dora-la, dora-dora!"

Mini Dora explained as he sat on the ground with his arms crossed.

"Hey, Doraemon."

Madoka asked, "What did it say?"

"It says that due to the reversal of the law of causality, a super-sized witch appeared in the future, far more terrifying than the one from Witch Night."

Doraemon said in some embarrassment, "What should I do?"

"Dora!"

Mini Dora said as he jumped into Doraemon's pocket.

"Hey, wait a minute, don't move around, it's itchy."

Doraemon quickly opened his pocket and shouted inside.

Mini Dora quickly raised a mail-order price list from the Future Department Store, which was much larger than it, and then eagerly opened it, pointing at an item inside and shouting:

"Dora!"

"800 lies?"

Doraemon thought for a moment, then said with some pain, "Okay, although it's a bit expensive, this should be enough to offset the distortion of cause and effect."

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Chapter 5 Dora Timeline ()

As Doraemon made his decision, a blue Doraemon-style packaging box soon appeared in front of him out of thin air - as a hardcover custom-made prop, the packaging box was also customized according to customer needs.

"Dora~"

Mini Dora looked relieved, then pulled a notebook out of his pocket and handed it to Doraemon, "Dora Dora!"

"You said these were the calculated times and coordinates of the witches. That's very thoughtful."

Doraemon took the notebook, which was a bit too small for it, and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Dora-la."

Mini Dora shook his head and put on the Time Belt again, "Dora!"

"See you."

Doraemon waved his little hands and watched Mini Dora return to his own time point, then took out a magnifying lamp and shone it on the mini notebook until the notebook became the perfect size for him to use.

"Is this something amazing?"

Sayaka asked as she looked at the Lie 8OO box in Doraemon's hand.

"Yeah, that's right, so we can't use it now."

Doraemon carefully put the box into his pocket, and then said mysteriously, "Don't worry, this prop will definitely give you a surprise in the future."

After saying that, Doraemon opened Mini Dora's notebook and prepared to start time and space jumping.

"But doesn't it feel strange?"

Madoka suddenly asked in confusion, "If this future notebook contains information about witches, and we in the past learned this through this notebook, then where did the original notebook come from?"

"Well, I'm not sure, but this has happened before. A cartoonist ran out of inspiration and asked me to buy back the comics that had already been published in the future. To be honest, I have no idea where those comics came from."

Doraemon said, pressing the Time Belt around the group...but there was no response.

"Eh?"

Doraemon glanced down, then took out the emotional energy tank from his pocket, which had previously absorbed energy from Mami. After fully charging the time belt, he pressed the switch again:

"The destination is the period of the Hundred Years' War between England and France. Let's go!"

——Dividing——Line——

"Huh, huh..."

A thirteen-year-old girl was running on a dark dirt road in the countryside. She seemed to have an indescribable monster roaring towards her from behind. The girl did not dare to stop or look back at the malice that seemed to blur the lines between reality and illusion.

Suddenly, a small white animal appeared in front of the girl, and the girl was caught off guard and tripped to the ground.

"Ok!"

The girl groaned, and a huge shadow completely enveloped her.

"If you keep going like this, you'll die soon."

The white beast that had tripped her ran over and said to her, "Unless I sign a contract..."

Before Kyubey could finish his words, a pink portal suddenly opened on the side, and a glove connected to a fishing rod grabbed Kyubey from the girl's arms. "I'll leave it to you all from now on!"

what?

Before the girl could figure out what was happening, she suddenly moved back several meters out of thin air. A somewhat deserted girl appeared beside her at some point. Then, the spear in Sakura Anko's hand pinned the witch who wanted to attack her. Then, countless spears made of bright yellow ribbons appeared in the sky, completely destroying the witch in an instant.

"Don't worry, you're safe."

Tomoe Mami smiled and turned to look at the girl and asked "What's your name?"

"Jeanadaq...are you angels?"

"Of course not...wait, what was your name?"

At first, Sakura Anzi didn't care and wanted to refuse, but she seemed to have discovered something suddenly, and her eyes suddenly became strange.

"Jeanna d'Arc."

The girl repeated her name, "Angel, please tell me how I can save my country!"

Sakura Kyoko: ...

"What's wrong, Kyoko?"

Tomoe Mami asked.

"Nothing, I just discovered something incredible."

As the daughter of a priest, Sakura Anko knew the girl in front of her very well, or rather her image - Joan of Arc of France, who had received divine revelation to predict the outcome of the Battle of the Herrings. It was said that she had seen three angels when she was thirteen years old... Hmm?

Sakura Kyoko looked around.

Homura Akemi, Mami Tomoe, and myself.

Could it be...

What would happen if the father knew that his daughter was the angel in history?

Sakura Kyoko thought about this question seriously for a moment.

Sakura Anzi still feels a little bothered by the fact that her father once said she was a witch and would rather take the whole family to suicide than accept her.

"Are you sure you want to save this country?"

Sakura Kyoko asked, "Even if the result of this path is your personal sacrifice?"

"Of course!"

The girl said without hesitation, "I have made up my mind to sacrifice myself for my country!"

Sakura Anzi curled her lips, then silently moved aside to let Doraemon come over carrying Kyubey.

Doraemon first took out the inquiry card, and after confirming that there was no problem, he pointed at Kyubey and said:

"Of course, no problem. But you have to be careful about this. Although it looks like a cute little animal, it actually wants to take your soul, so you must not sign a contract with it!"

"Soul-seeking...devil?"

The young Joan of Arc glanced at Kyubey, then immediately nodded and said, "Of course I won't sign a contract with the devil!"

"That's good."

Doraemon turned around and threw Kyubey into the Anywhere Door. Then he pulled out a crow's beak from his pocket, put it on his mouth, and said with his chest held high, "As long as you continue to be a kind person, one day you will lead the people to drive the invaders out of your country. In the future, you will become the saint that others will talk about."

Lie Comes True Mouth - Although not as powerful as Lie 8, it is enough to make the lies you tell come true.

Doraemon still has some impression of Joan of Arc - the main impression comes from the amazing similarity between her and King Arthur, who can only be distinguished by their breasts, but the Joan of Arc in this world seems to be different from that world.

"Wait a minute, Doraemon."

Madoka whispered, "In history, Joan of Arc was burned on a cross."

"It doesn't matter. We can just go back to that era and rescue her."

Doraemon took off his lie-come-true mouth and said, "Let's go, let's go directly to 1431."

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Chapter 241: Walking with History.

In 1431, a young girl accused of heresy by the Inquisition sat peacefully in her cell.

"Aren't you afraid, ma'am?"

the jailer asked.

"If you had witnessed an angel appear before your eyes, you would not be afraid of the judgment of mortals."

"Good luck, ma'am."

The jailer smiled sarcastically and said insensitively, "Tomorrow you will be tied to the cross."

The girl closed her eyes silently and did not answer the question.

Night fell quickly, and she silently looked at the moonlight outside the iron fence and prayed devoutly.

Suddenly, a familiar pink portal appeared before his eyes again.

"Come here quickly."

Doraemon looked around first, and after making sure that there was no one around, he waved at her.

The girl quickly stood up and walked over without hesitation. The familiar breeze from her hometown blew on her cheeks. Doraemon and several girls stood in front of her, as if nothing had changed except her.

No, actually she hasn't changed.

"You can live a good life here from now on."

Doraemon said, "When the British army is completely expelled from France, the Vatican will vindicate you."

"I see, thanks for your help."

Jeanna was about to kneel down when she spoke, but Doraemon quickly supported her.

"There's no need to thank me. After all, I only did a small amount of work. Everything you've done over the years was achieved through your own hard work."