Doraemon for an imperfect world

Doraemon couldn't help but exclaimed when he heard this, "I heard a scream, and then I only found a piece of clothing?"

"Could it be that he was eaten by the legendary ghost?"

The two children couldn't help but reveal expressions of fear when they heard this.

"To speak of ghosts."

Nezuko looked out the window speechlessly, "Aren't those outside the same?"

“It’s different!”

Doraemon also shook his head somewhat confusedly.

At this moment, Zashiki-warashi suddenly stood up and walked in front of Crow Tengu. Then, without saying a word, he reached into his pocket. After fumbling for a moment, his eyes suddenly lit up. He held out a wallet and handed it to Kamado Aoi as if offering a treasure:

"Take it, this is the good luck that Zashiki-warashi brings."

"Eh, is that so?"

Crow Tengu asked blankly.

"Yeah, that's what it is."

Zashiki-warashi raised his hands earnestly and said, "That must be right! And more and more wallets will appear around us soon. This is the good luck that Zashiki-warashi brings!"

On the other side, Wucan crawled out of the ground with a look of embarrassment, and stood up with the help of the surrounding trees. The figure with wings on its back, which was exactly the same as Hantengou's clone, kept appearing in his mind. There was no doubt that it was a ghost, but for some reason it could bask in the sun!

He can actually bask in the sun!

Intense jealousy and obsession suddenly surged into Muzan's heart.

249

Chapter 249: Time and Space Converter.

"Narume!"

Muzan pounded the tree beside him and said, "Teleport all the ghosts in the Infinite City to me!"

On the other side, Mingnu did not ask the reason, but gently plucked the strings like a silent machine. Accompanied by the penetrating sound of the pipa, two exits like paper sliding doors suddenly opened next to Muzan.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Muzan didn't intend to take risks. Even though he had survived for a thousand years, he was actually more afraid of death than anyone else.

So let your subordinates go first.

Anyway, apart from winding it up, the rest are just consumables that can be replaced at any time.

In this way, under the will of the Ghost King, many man-eating evil ghosts marched towards the mountain in a mighty manner.

Inside the room, Kamado Aoi shook her head in resistance. "No, what if the person who lost the wallet happens to have an urgent matter?"

Although their family is not rich, they still have their own bottom line and principles.

"That's right."

Doraemon looked at the snow outside and nodded, "It's so dark and cold. If I lose my clothes, I might get frostbite. That would be terrible."

"In that case, let's go and help look for it."

The Snow Girl said.

"Then I'll leave it to you all."

Doraemon said.

"Don't worry, leave it to us."

Many monsters said this, and then entered the forest covered with heavy snow together.

Well, come to think of it, it was indeed a bit suspicious that the head suddenly flew back into the comprehensive ghost can.

What exactly happened?

Doraemon thought with some worry.

After all, I have experienced so many worlds and have seen magical girls more than once. Who knows, there really are evil spirits that eat people.

In that case...

"Time-Space Converter!"

Doraemon took out a blue gadget from his pocket.

Just by using this, you can transfer the space and time around you to the places you have visited within 24 hours. However, if you slightly increase the range, you can also shrink a large area into a very small place, so that you can observe the surrounding environment without leaving your home.

The only trouble is that it is very difficult to adjust the range of influence of this prop. There was once a time when, under the influence of the Future Diary, the entire earth, along with the alien monster that wanted to swallow up the earth, was accidentally transferred to the bathroom at home.

"Let me see, this should be enough, right?"

"What are you doing?"

Takeo asked.

"Wait a moment...Okay."

After saying that, Doraemon pressed the switch of the prop, and suddenly the entire snow-capped mountain scenery appeared on the table in front of him.

"In this way, it will be much easier to find the possible victim."

Doraemon took out a magnifying glass and started looking on the miniature map on the table, but immediately looked at the only fire used for lighting in the Kamado family with some embarrassment.

So dark.

Is there no way to find someone like this?

Doraemon thought for a moment, turned on the fluorescent lamp that Crow Tengu had just brought back, and then began to search carefully in the light of the fluorescent lamp.

At this time, Crow Tengu was flying in the air, thinking deeply in confusion.

What was that sudden scream just now?

Um, is there anyone up ahead?

Crow Tengu thought about it and lowered his flying altitude.

"That's great, I finally see someone alive."

Crow Tengu asked, "Hey, why did you suddenly come here in the middle of the night?"

"Huh? Why are you asking so many questions?"

A lively-looking girl, playing with a handball in her hand, said casually, "Since that gentleman asked us to come, he must have his reasons."

"Well, maybe there's a Demon Slayer Corps base there."

On the other side, the young man with his eyes tightly closed and eyeballs in his palms nodded confidently and said, "This level of matter is certainly not worth the adult's personal intervention, so let us take his place and wipe out those insects that have been opposing us."

Crow Tengu:? ? ?

What are these two people talking about? Why can't I understand it at all?

"My name is Zhushamaru."

The girl asked eagerly, "You look very strong. That master must have given you a lot of blood. In that case, how about taking us with you in a high-altitude raid? I am a powerful senior from the Twelve Demon Moons."

"Twelve Ghost Moons?"

Upon hearing this, the young man next to him raised his hand and looked carefully at Zhushawan's eyes for a while, then said nothing more with great emotional intelligence.

The real Twelve Demon Moons would have numbers carved into their eyes by the adult himself as a mark, and this guy was obviously not qualified.

Instead, Crow Tengu asked in confusion, "What does the Twelve Demon Moons mean?"

"Huh? No way, you don't even know this?"

Zhu Sha Wan asked in surprise, "Could it be that he just turned into a ghost?"

"No, no, no, I've been a Crow Tengu since I was born."

Yatengu quickly waved his hands and said, "But what does it mean to become a ghost?"

"I see. How pitiful."

Zhushawan narrowed his eyes and rubbed Crow Tengu's head twice. "You just turned into a ghost and you're going to attack the ghost hunters' base. But don't worry, as a senior of the Twelve Demon Moons, I will protect you!"

"No, what are you talking about?"

Crow Tengu took several steps back. "And what's with the eyeball in that man's hand?"

"stupid."

The boy, eyes tightly closed, spoke up, "Of course we are... Wait! That's... the sun!"

"Oh, what's going on? Did Doraemon take out some strange props again?"

Crow Tengu turned his head to look at the dazzling light that suddenly appeared in the sky, and couldn't help squinting his eyes. Then he turned around and said, "It's really incredible, right... It disappeared!"

Crow Tengu couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. The two people who had been saying all kinds of inexplicable things behind him suddenly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a piece of clothing scattered on the ground. It was as if some indescribable behemoth had bitten and swallowed the two of them in the previous moment, and there had been no news of them since then.

"Doraemon——"

Crow Tengu screamed in fear, grabbed two pieces of clothes from the ground, and flew back with flapping wings.

"Something bad is happening Doraemon!"

Crow Tengu pushed the door open and shouted inside, "Two people just now disappeared suddenly, leaving only a piece of clothing!"

Upon hearing this, Zashiki-warashi stood up calmly, walked over and began to grope inside the two pieces of clothing very naturally.

"Fool!"

Crow Tengu couldn't help but punched Zashiki-warashi on the head. "Now is not the time to do this!"

250

Chapter 250: Giyu Tomioka.

The next day, when Tanjiro said goodbye to Grandpa Saburo and returned home, he found the house filled with all kinds of clothes and the heavy expressions of his family members as soon as he entered the door.

"Mom, Nezuko, and everyone else, what happened?"

Tanjiro couldn't help but ask, "And where did these clothes come from?"

"elder brother."

Tanjiro's other sister Hanako said worriedly, "It is said that these people suddenly disappeared out of thin air last night, leaving only their clothes behind."

"I don't know the reason, but I looked for it yesterday."

Doraemon also said, "There is no trace of human beings on the entire mountain. It's as if these clothes appeared out of thin air."

"Appearing out of thin air?"

Tanjiro, baffled by the bizarre scene, sniffed twice and then couldn't help but cover his nose. "It stinks! Why on earth would this happen?"

Amidst the stench on the clothes, there was an indescribable, creepy smell.

The feeling was so strong that he almost concluded without hesitation that the owner of these clothes had long been killed by some more powerful creature.

What on earth was that thing? What kind of creature could have left such a strong smell here?

Are all these people victims?

Just when I was spending the night at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of living people died in the mountains without even leaving a trace?

If Grandpa Sanlang hadn't asked me to stay there for the night, I might have become one of these people. If the creature that killed so many people had come a little closer to my home... No, with so many pieces of clothing that were obviously from different people, how many families had been torn apart because of this?

Are there still such powerful and cruel creatures wandering in the world?

"So, what should we do with these clothes?"

Doraemon said with some distress.

A Zashiki-warashi, who was squatting in the corner with his legs crossed, raised his chin slightly and said proudly, "Why don't you ask the magical Zashiki-warashi?"

After one night, all the other monsters returned to the comprehensive ghost can, but Zashiki-warashi insisted on staying to prove that it was the good luck that he brought.

——This is a matter of dignity as a monster!

Tanjiro first looked at the girl who suddenly appeared with some surprise, then sighed and said, "No, let's bury them. Even if there are no bodies, at least we should build a cenotaph for them."

"That's true."

Doraemon nodded, then searched his pockets for tools that could be used for digging.