Strolling hand in hand, a special scent suddenly wafted over.
Fragrant and sweet as honey.
Nobi Hiroshi sniffed carefully, his eyelashes fluttering. It was the smell of roasted sweet potatoes, Tian Mei's favorite food.
The girl beside him twitched her small nose, as if she had also noticed something.
He subtly pulled Shizuka into a street corner, and indeed, a roasted sweet potato cart was passing by.
Hiroshi walked up and stopped the owner: "Uncle, please give us two roasted sweet potatoes."
As he spoke, he took out a 500-yen coin from his wallet and handed it to the owner, who was wearing a white turban.
"Hiroshi, um… I think we should go eat something else."
Her pink cheeks slightly flushed, seeing that Nobi Hiroshi was indeed taking her to buy roasted sweet potatoes, Shizuka shyly tugged on the young man's arm.
Compared to strangers, the girl was naturally more concerned about her image to those around her. Eating roasted sweet potatoes was an unladylike thing for a lady.
Whether it was a mature woman or a young girl, no one wanted to reveal that their favorite food was roasted sweet potatoes.
"Why? Don't you like to eat them?" Nobi Hiroshi looked at Shizuka with a serious expression.
"No… it's not that…"
"Then it's fine. Roasted sweet potatoes are best eaten hot to be fragrant."
"Here, one for each of us."
Taking two steaming roasted sweet potatoes from the uncle, Nobi Hiroshi handed one to Shizuka and peeled his own to eat.
Sweet and sticky, freshly roasted ones were indeed fragrant.
"Okay, then I won't be shy."
Seeing her little boyfriend eat with such relish, she unconsciously swallowed. Since she had it in her hand, there was no need to hide anymore.
Smiling brightly, Shizuka ate in front of passersby for the first time. With Nobi Hiroshi by her side as a companion, it wasn't so embarrassing.
"Burp~"
After eating the roasted sweet potatoes, Nobi Hiroshi's stomach was full, but his mouth felt a bit too sweet, so he bought a cup of milk tea to cut the sweetness.
And you know what, it really worked. After eating the sweet potatoes, the milk tea didn't even taste sweet anymore.
Not sweet = zero sugar, so drink with confidence.
After walking and eating for half a street, Hiroshi suddenly realized that he hadn't come here just to eat, so he quickly led Shizuka back to the main objective.
A small aquarium, toy store, clothing store, claw machine—Hiroshi took Shizuka through all of them, finally ending with goldfish scooping.
A loli scooping goldfish, while he watched from the side, was inherently more fun than scooping goldfish itself. And when they got back, he could teach Shizuka an even more meaningful goldfish scooping game.
"Phew, it's getting late, Hiroshi. Let's go back. How about we go to my house?"
"My mom isn't home today, so we can be a little more relaxed!"
Shizuka, who hadn't scooped a single goldfish, threw down her small net as if in a fit of pique, a joyful smile on her face.
"Okay, let's go."
Nobi Hiroshi dotingly stroked the girl's little head. What she said was indeed good news; they could relax a bit.
So they rushed back, making every second count, so as not to waste valuable time.
Today's outing wasn't long, but the girl was still very happy. There wasn't much else to do in the town's Commercial Street. Next time, he would take the loli to a bigger place outside.
"That hateful Hiroshi, having so much fun with Shizuka! Shizuka is supposed to be my Nobita's wife!!!"
Nobita, who had been hiding in the hat shop, poked his head out in anguish, trembling as he pointed a finger in the direction the two had left.
Tears streamed down his face, and snot ran profusely. He clutched his heart, feeling a pain like ten thousand ants gnawing at it, making him unable to breathe.
"Hey, you little brat!"
"You got snot all over my hats! How am I supposed to do business now?"
A furious roar came from behind. The shop owner looked at Nobita angrily, disgustedly taking a green hat from the display rack.
"Look, you've made it like this. Will any other customers buy it?"
"Hurry up and pay me!"
The aggressive shop owner scared Nobita so much that he didn't dare to breathe. Knowing he was in the wrong, he had no choice but to take out all of his monthly allowance and buy the hat he had soiled.
"Waaahhh~ Shizuka~"
Clutching the hat, Nobita ran all the way home, tears glistening, his heart filled with grievance, as if abandoned by the world.
"Doraemon~ Waaahhh~ X ﹏ X"
Nobita weakly climbed the stairs and, upon reaching his room, threw himself into Doraemon's arms for comfort, and also to borrow a tool for revenge.
"Eh, Doraemon, are you taking a nap? If that's the case…"
The tears in his eyes immediately receded, and Nobita instantly showed a very cunning smile, secretly reaching into the Fourth-Dimensional Pocket.
"Got it! This is a good one!"
With a gasp, Nobita pulled out a pink tool resembling a pocket watch.
—Fool Bomb
This tool does not cause harm to people, but after it explodes, it will turn a person into a complete fool, causing them to perform some bizarre actions and behaviors.
It was the perfect tool for revenge.
"Hehehe, Nobi Hiroshi, just you wait, I'm definitely going to make sure you can never raise your head in front of Shizuka."
Nobita laughed pervertedly, holding the Stupid Bomb high and using it on Nobi Hiroshi. Just imagining the scene felt amusing.
"Alright…"
Clutching the Stupid Bomb, Nobita left the house full of confidence.
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Meanwhile, at Shizuka's house, the loli was diligently doing her homework at her desk. The principle of 'bitter first, sweet later' was very important.
Nobi Hiroshi lay sideways on the girl's bed, his gaze fixed on her slender back, waiting quietly, sniffing the pleasant virgin scent.
"Oh wow~ I'm finally done!"
"Hiroshi, let's go downstairs and bake cookies."
Shizuka stretched her waist slightly, turned her chair, and looked at Nobi Hiroshi.
Her pale, tender legs slanted to the left, knees together, and pure white cotton socks lightly touched the floor, drawing attention.
"Ahem, no rush…"
"Shizuka, do you want to play goldfish scooping?"
Shamelessly, Nobi Hiroshi rolled off the bed, stepped onto the tatami, and came to the girl's side, smiling with ill intent.
"Goldfish scooping? Are we going to the Commercial Street again now?"
Lightly tapping her cheek with her right hand, Shizuka looked at Nobi Hiroshi, puzzled.
"Of course not, we can do it right here. Come… I'll teach you…"
Her cute and lively eyes made him even more excited. Nobi Hiroshi met her gaze, pulling Shizuka to sit on the edge of the bed.
"Eh! No… that's not possible…"
"Actually, people have two hands."
"Then… alright then…"
Sizzle~~~ The sound of a net scooping goldfish in a basin came from the room.
Under Nobi Hiroshi's careful guidance (and coaxing), Shizuka gradually mastered the knack of scooping goldfish, though her hands, having just finished homework, felt even more tired.
And she still had to make cookies; she wondered if she'd have the strength to knead dough later.