After comforting the lonely Yuzi, Nobi Hiroshi sent her back to her room to rest, and also cleaned up the small path covered in white frost.
Balloons were often forgotten, which was truly inappropriate. What if it actually happened?
Hmm… next time for sure!
If a new life truly came into being one day, it would just be Nobi Daisuke in heaven at work.
Presumably, the neighbors would surely understand, and Nobita, who understood nothing, was even less of a concern.
Nobi Hiroshi walked to the kitchen, casually poured a glass of water, gulped it down, and then slowly returned to his room.
The air was filled with the scent of hormones, and Zheng Tai quickly opened the glass window for ventilation.
"Meow meow meow~~~"
A cat's meow suddenly came from the eaves. As Nobi Hiroshi poked his head out, a small figure brushed past him.
Plop~
Landing in the room, the cat's eyes darted around, as if searching for something.
Pure white fur, a pink nose, extremely cute, and completely unafraid of strangers.
It actively approached, its fluffy head rubbing against his pant leg, its beautifully variegated tail wagging left and right, as if acting spoiled.
It didn't look like a stray cat. Her fur was fluffy and soft, clearly a well-cared-for pet cat.
Nobi Hiroshi looked at it, broke off a small piece of bread from the table, and placed it in front of the kitten.
The cat sniffed it, then opened its mouth and ate all the bread. Afterwards, it stuck out its small tongue and licked the young man's palm, wet and ticklish.
"Little one, where did you come from?"
Nobi Hiroshi said, gently stroking the cat's soft fur, especially around its belly, which felt excellent.
It purred contentedly, seemingly enjoying the boy's caresses, and didn't greet him with a cat punch.
Just as the atmosphere turned warm, a wooden door was suddenly knocked, and Doraemon's voice came from outside: "Xiao Hong, it's time for snacks!"
"Got it, Doraemon, come in, I didn't lock the door."
His hand petting the cat didn't stop. Nobi Hiroshi looked up at Doraemon, who was walking in with a tray of snacks. Just as he stood up to take the dorayaki, Doraemon suddenly let out a terrified shriek from his throat.
"Mi-chan?!"
Doraemon's voice almost tore through the air. He stared with wide eyes at the cat in the boy's hand, which was currently acting spoiled.
He stood there dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning, his mouth wide open, forgetting to close it.
Mi-chan, who was so pure, innocent, lively, and cute in Doraemon's eyes, was now curled up in the boy's palm, enjoying his caresses and purring softly.
To humans, this scene was nothing more than a simple cat petting session.
But to Doraemon, wasn't it a form of NTR? His own cat girlfriend being played with so wantonly by his good friend...
"What's wrong? My back feels a bit itchy?"
Feeling as if he was being stared at by an abyss, Nobi Hiroshi's back tingled. He looked up and saw Doraemon's shocked expression.
He paused slightly, then asked, feeling puzzled: "Doraemon, is something wrong with you?"
Doraemon nodded mechanically, then shook his head, and finally managed to squeeze out a few words: "No... nothing..."
"Meow~"
Mi-chan, who was belly-up, immediately rolled over. Seeing the round Doraemon, she pawed at him and meowed.
"Hey, Mi-chan!"
Taking a deep breath and trying to calm his inner turmoil, Doraemon gently stroked Mi-chan's fur, his eyes full of tender affection.
"Although I don't know what happened, Doraemon seems to have returned to normal."
Nobi Hiroshi used his other clean hand, which hadn't petted the cat, to enjoy his dorayaki, quietly observing the two cats in front of him communicating in their native language.
He couldn't understand a single thing.
The immediate impression of a large cat coaxing a loli cat was vivid. Doraemon's perverted face never stopped. There shouldn't be a scene of watching goldfish, right?
"So that's it, you thought this was Nobita's room, so you stayed here waiting for me."
Listening to Mi-chan's explanation, Doraemon nodded, showing a look of sudden understanding. What a thoughtful boyfriend.
A lost girlfriend entering the wrong room—this explanation seemed even stranger!?
"Doraemon, I have something to ask of you."
Nobi Hiroshi, having finished his dorayaki, reached out to stop Doraemon.
"What is it?"
Doraemon's tone was a bit urgent; he was in a hurry to go on a date with Mi-chan, speaking while trotting.
"Nothing big, can you lend me the space-time wormhole and the anywhere door?"
"Of course, no problem! I'll go look!"
As soon as Nobi Hiroshi finished speaking, Doraemon frantically started searching. He left behind a 5-centimeter long green worm and then eagerly took Mi-chan out on a date.
"Oh, Gian, Gian, I never thought this little worm could surpass you."
Poking the little worm's head, Nobi Hiroshi thought of someone else through the object, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
Heaven is unfair, heroes are short-lived.
But it doesn't matter. As a good brother, in the future, he would still help Gian find a beautiful wife that he could see but not touch.
She would be kept like a vase, and as for the issue of childbirth, there was no need to worry; someone would always be able to help.
While contemplating the future, he used the anywhere door to visit the Mermaid Kingdom again.
The effect of the adaptation lamp was still active, but he had to act quickly.
He immediately went to the Queen's room.
"Nobi Hiroshi! Why are you here?"
Sofia, who was studying state affairs, looked up at the boy who walked in, calling out in surprise.
"Of course, I came because I have something to do."
Nobi Hiroshi smiled and released his palm. A green caterpillar jumped out and began to gnaw on the wall.
In a short while, its merciless iron mouth created a circular space tunnel with a diameter of one meter, its exit leading directly to the ceiling of Nobi Hiroshi's room.
Why design it on the ceiling? One could only say that a woman descending from the heavens had more of a ceremonial feel.
"Wow, is this what you mentioned last time, the tool that can travel back and forth?"
"That's right, the wormhole has connected our two rooms. Are you happy now?"
"Mm, then... I can go find you every day..."
Sofia cupped her face, murmuring shyly.
Nobi Hiroshi pulled her into his arms: "Sofia, long time no see, you've become even more beautiful!"
"W-what do you mean long time no see, it's only been two and a half hours..."
"Let go of me first, I still need to study."
Her waist was embraced from behind, and Sofia struggled half-heartedly.
She said she needed to study, but her small steps moved further and further away from the desk, gradually leaning against the headboard.
"Is this what you mean by studying?"
Nobi Hiroshi pressed against her tender earlobe, exhaling hot air with a mischievous smile.
Sofia remained silent, blushing and pretending not to know, trying to feign her way through.
And so, their lips touched again. Two and a half hours later, Nobi Hiroshi tasted the familiar flavor once more.
Sipping the sweet nectar, kissing and caressing happened simultaneously, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited.
But just as the two were preparing for another visit, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Sofia, how's your studying coming along?"
The former Queen, Princess Wendini, smiled as she pushed open the door, then instantly froze the next second.