Doraemon for an imperfect world

"It's a monster."

Inside the room, the other two children couldn't help but exclaim.

Does this family have so many children?

Doraemon couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't worry, I'm not a bad monster that will harm people."

Doraemon sat on the tatami and said, "I'm just staying here for a while, and I'll be leaving soon."

"Takeo, Xiaomao."

Tanjiro's mother spoke up, "It's very rude to talk about others like that."

"it does not matter."

Doraemon quickly shook his head and said, "I don't really mind."

"That's not OK."

Tanjiro's mother said firmly, "Don't be so rude, kid. Apologize quickly!"

"I'm sorry."×2.

The two children said reluctantly.

"okay."

Seeing this, Doraemon had no choice but to cooperate and said, "I forgive you."

"By the way, Tanjiro, where's your axe?"

Tanjiro's mother Aoi asked, saying that a metal axe was not a cheap item in this era, at least not for a family like theirs.

"Don't worry, I've already asked them to chop wood outside."

Doraemon said, "They will be able to come back on their own soon."

"Yeah, that's right!"

Tanjiro tried hard to describe the scene. "Doraemon just threw the two beans onto the axe and bamboo basket with a 'whoosh' sound, and then they started chopping wood by themselves with a 'bang bang' sound."

Doraemon raised his small round hand and said "That's it!"

Kui Zhi:……

Midouzi:......

Didn't understand it at all.

"Well, in that case, brother, you should have a good rest today."

Nezuko smiled and took out a piece of her father's old clothes and put it on Tanjiro, and said with some heartache, "Since father passed away, brother, every day is too hard."

What a considerate sister.

Doraemon couldn't help but think.

Just like Doraemon.

Dorami...

Eh, I don’t know how she is doing. My sister must be very worried about me, right?

Thinking of this, Doraemon couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

"Eh."

Doraemon sighed and took a bite of the Dorayaki. Then he shook his head vigorously to get rid of the negative emotions in his mind. He picked up a Dorayaki with each hand and handed it to the two young boys. "Here."

"Thank you."

Kamado Shigeru took the Dorayaki and took a bite, then he couldn't help but open his eyes wide and exclaimed "Delicious!"

"Right."

Doraemon smiled and said, "Eat slowly, I still have a lot here."

Not long after, the axe and bamboo basket that had been left outside to chop wood also jumped back home with full of firewood. Seeing this, the children immediately cheered as if they had seen some incredible miracle.

When I am with my family, happiness is so simple.

Aoi Kamado first put the firewood into a dug pit to burn it into coal, while Tanjiro carried the previously burned firewood down the mountain to sell it.

"I go first."

Tanjiro waved his hand and said, "If it's too late, you can stay the night at Grandpa Saburo's."

"It's really dangerous to walk at night, so leave the housekeeping to me."

Doraemon patted his chest and said, "Go with peace of mind."

"It's not because walking at night is dangerous."

Kamado Aoi replied casually, "At night, there might be evil spirits that eat people."

"A man-eating ghost?"

Doraemon asked curiously, "Is it some kind of folk legend?"

"No, it is said that the ancestors of the Kamado family once encountered those man-eating evil spirits, but were later saved by a samurai."

Kamado Aoi replied, "And aren't you a youkai?"

"I'm different from that guy."

Doraemon waved his hand without giving it much thought. "By the way, speaking of monsters."

It took out the comprehensive ghost can again, and then gently poured it on the ground. Suddenly a particle of light fell out and turned into a petite girl.

"This child is a Zashiki-warashi, a youkai that brings good luck to the house."

Doraemon said to the girl monster, "Anyway, please stay here with me for a while."

"Yeah, sure."

Zashiki-warashi nodded and said, "But it would be too lonely if I were alone."

"Is that so?"

Doraemon thought for a moment, and then poured out several light particles from the tombstone-like prop. "Well, as long as it doesn't cause trouble to the people around us, it's okay for everyone to come out and relax together."

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Chapter 248: Good luck brought by Zashiki-warashi.

Muzan Kibutsuji walked in the wind and snow in the mountains, looking at the surrounding environment with satisfaction.

Yes, he was very satisfied with this deserted environment. Even if he killed a lot of people, it would not attract the Demon Slayer Corps who would buzz around like flies chasing after the corpses in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but slightly lower the brim of his round hat, and walked calmly and gracefully in the biting snow and wind, as if he was strolling in his own manor, and naturally prepared to pick the mortal life that was as small and insignificant as plankton.

There seems to be the breath of living people ahead. In this case, let's try to see if anyone among them can withstand my blood.

Just as he was thinking, Wucan suddenly saw something unexpected out of the corner of his eye - several balls of blue flames floating on the snow not far away.

wildfire?

Where does the phosphorescent light come from in this icy and snowy place?

Wu Can walked straight through the dense forest with great interest, but when he was halfway there he found something wrong.

Wu Can slowly raised his head and saw a head with an extremely long neck extending from behind it, looking down at him from above.

Ghost? Have you deployed any men here?

--wrong!

Wu Can narrowed his eyes slightly. He could not feel the presence of his blood in the other person's body.

Could it be the woman who was out of his control?

Tsk, what he hated most was this feeling of being out of control.

"Oh, are you lost?"

The neck was more than ten meters long, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not a human head. He said, "Anyway, come with me first. It's quite cold outside."

"Oh?"

Wu Can asked, "Are there many people like you?"

"of course."

The head narrowed its eyes and replied without any ulterior motives, "Well, today is the night gathering of monsters, also known as the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons."

A Hundred Ghosts at Night?

Wu Can couldn't help but grit his teeth, and an indescribable anger suddenly surged in his heart. As the ancestor of all ghosts, there were so many ghosts that were beyond his control.

Simply unforgivable!

"Come to think of it, you're not scared at all when you see me."

The man lowered his head in front of Wu Can and said, "In that case, why don't you come over and warm yourself up by the will-o'-the-wisp fire? You look pale from the cold. You don't look healthy at all, and you're wearing so little. If you keep going out like this, you might get joint problems when you get old... Wait! What are you doing?"

"Oh, do I look unhealthy?"

Wu Can grabbed the head in front of him, tightened his fingers, and said with a grim face because of the most annoying unexpected thing, "No, no! I am an ultimate creature that is infinitely close to perfection. This posture is exactly what a god looks like!"

Why are there always so many unexpected things in the world? The Demon Slayer Corps, Yoriichi Tsugakuni, and the ever-changing human world are all the same. He hates these changes and hates everything that is uncontrollable!

boom--

The head in front of him was suddenly crushed. He wanted to absorb the other party's brain and read the memories in it, but unexpectedly, the head turned into a ball of thick smoke with a "bang" after being crushed, and then a light spot the size of a grain of rice quickly floated away into the distance.

At this moment, Doraemon, who was sitting in front of the bed telling stories to his two children, Takeo and Komo, suddenly looked at a point of light flying back from the window with some surprise.

"How is this going?"

Doraemon took out a can of mixed ghosts and asked, "Why did you suddenly change back to this?"

"What's wrong?"

Takeo asked.

"It's nothing, it's just that when the monsters get hurt they turn into this and then go back into the can to recover."

Doraemon walked out of the room curiously and asked, "Did anyone see where the swan went just now?"

"Hmm? What happened?"

The monsters who were singing and dancing around the will-o'-the-wisp asked.

"I don't know what happened just now, but the head suddenly flew back into the can."

Doraemon said with some concern, "Just in case, I would like you to take a look."

"Well, that's it."

Crow Tengu stood up and said, "In that case, let me go."

"Then please."

Doraemon said, took out a fluorescent lamp from his pocket and handed it to Crow Tengu, saying, "If you encounter any danger, come back immediately."

——Fluorescent lamps, which can emit the same light as the sun, are excellent props for lighting at night.

"okay, I get it."

After saying that, Crow Tengu flapped his wings and flew out with the lantern in his hand.

On the other side, Wu Can, who was wondering why the ghost suddenly disappeared, suddenly felt a burning sensation. When he looked up, he found a creature with wings on its back approaching with a glowing object in its hand. In an instant, his skin exposed to the light began to smoke and even evaporate.

"what--"

Wu Can screamed, and the body outside his clothes evaporated directly. He fell to the ground and drilled into the ground without hesitation, leaving only a piece of clothes on the snow.

"Strange, I clearly heard a sound here just now."

Crow Tengu landed on the ground, looking around in confusion. "Hey, are there any clothes?"

Although it didn't know what happened, it still took the clothes back.

"what?"