After afternoon tea, the adventure team's enthusiasm was rekindled, but the road ahead remained as peaceful as ever, with no heart-pounding rhythm appearing at all.
Unable to bear the boredom, Fat Tiger, who loved to court death, complained repeatedly about the dull journey. Doraemon could only be a good person to the end, rummaging through his secret pocket and taking out the [Beast-Attracting Cloak] to drape over his shoulders.
Walking by an old tree, a strange liquid dripped down. Fat Tiger felt a chill and instinctively raised his hand to wipe the sticky substance from his face.
He furrowed his thick brows and looked up in confusion, only to see a leopard with a gaping maw in the treetop. It stared at Fat Tiger with fierce eyes, scaring the tiger cub so much that he didn't dare to breathe.
"Le… leopard!"
"Help! Mom!"
Gu Chuan Xiao Fu, preoccupied with his own safety, turned and ran. Just as he turned sideways, another broad back had already surpassed him.
Fat Tiger, who was faster than Liu Xiang, sprinted in a panic, with the leopard in hot pursuit.
"I seem to be perfectly fine."
Xiao Fu, ignored by the leopard, stopped and felt his arms and legs, all still intact. His body had not suffered any damage.
"Damn it, why is it only chasing me? You guys, don't just stand there, hurry up and help me!"
The scene became comical. The leopard seemed to be chasing only Fat Tiger. Unless he had some cough syrup on him?
"He really knows how to cause trouble. He was the one who said he wanted to experience being chased by a wild beast."
Doraemon unhurriedly took out a Momotaro rice ball. Just as the leopard pounced on Fat Tiger, preparing to invite him to be a guest in its stomach, a white dumpling flew accurately into the beast's mouth.
In just an instant, the ferocious and mighty leopard transformed into a husky-like appearance.
"Lie down, forward!"
Seeing the leopard subdued, Nobi Hiroshi walked over, flipped over, and straddled its furry back, riding it around.
"Awesome, I want to try too!"
Nobita and Xiao Fu, eager to try, stood in line behind, taking turns experiencing the thrill of riding the leopard, turning it into a wild outdoor expansion of 'Benevolent Beasts' Misfortune'.
"Hmph, I, your master, originally wanted to show off my skills and subdue it, but you guys ruined it!"
Seeing his companions having a blast with the leopard, Fat Tiger lowered his head, examining his mud-stained sleeves, feeling humiliated and unwilling.
He was too proud for his own good, and the insincere words in his belly just had to come out.
"Fat Tiger, not again…"
Everyone looked at each other, feeling more amused than speechless.
Show off his skills…
Feed the leopard with a single slide tackle?
Hmm, Fat Tiger's physique certainly had no issues.
Nobi Hiroshi glanced at Fat Tiger, who was wearing a red nose, and moved aside, letting someone else ride the leopard.
"You all don't believe me?"
"I was just about to take out this big wooden stick and use the opportunity to knock this leopard unconscious."
Fat Tiger grumbled in annoyance, spotting half a conical "wooden stick" sticking out from beside the bushes, and pulled it out with all his might.
Wait, the force felt a bit off!
Mid-pull, Fat Tiger suddenly sensed something was wrong; the wooden stick in his arms seemed to be alive.
The smooth body broke free from his grasp, and the smile on his face gradually stiffened.
"Hiss hiss hiss~~~"
A python's head shot out from the bushes, baring its fangs, curiously looking at the ignorant chimpanzee, rapidly flicking its tongue.
"Fat Tiger, let go!"
Nobi Hiroshi loudly reminded Fat Tiger, while simultaneously using his telekinesis to stop the python's next move.
"Snake, a snake! Help!"
The stubborn Fat Tiger finally caved, running in three steps as two, rolling on the ground with all his limbs, narrowly dodging the giant python's coils.
"That was close, I almost lost my life."
"Doraemon, here's your cloak back, I never want to experience that feeling again."
Having survived a close call, Fat Tiger finally learned his lesson. His death-seeking heart temporarily quieted down, and he managed to behave himself until nightfall.
"Slap~"
A crisp slapping sound rang out. Nobi Hiroshi opened his clasped hands; in his reddened palm was a mosquito with patterned legs.
"It's so itchy~"
Inside the makeshift tent, with two people and a dog, Tian Mei could be a little less concerned about her etiquette. She lifted her skirt and started poking.
Her fingernails pressed and squeezed the mosquito bites, leaving horizontal and vertical cross-shaped indentations, making her skin both sore and itchy.
The mosquitoes in the rainforest were much more venomous than those in the town. Shizuka's fair inner thighs already had three or four raised red welts.
"Hmm, these mosquitoes are truly venomous. They might even carry some kind of disease."
"To be safe, I think it's better to deal with them thoroughly."
Nobi Hiroshi righteously leaned down, his fingertips tracing over the swollen red dots.
He pulled aside her fair calf, kissed it, and gently rubbed it with his teeth.
The ulterior motive of the person was not the small red dots from mosquito bites.
Rather, it was to savor the world's unique treasure, through the fabric.
"Mmm… itchy! Wait a minute… I… I need to pee… pee."
His Adam's apple bobbed. Involuntarily, she pressed the young man's head down. Tian Mei's flushed brain was invaded by sanity, and she urged him to leave with her remaining reason.
"Alright, I'll help you, so you don't get bitten by mosquitoes again later."
With a crooked smile, Nobi Hiroshi held both of her small legs, propping her popliteal fossae with his arms, and directly ran into the nearby small grove.
Coal Ball, with intense curiosity, secretly followed.
Night deepened, people grew tired, and the bonfire in the clearing had long since extinguished. Fat Tiger was snoring like thunder.
Under these circumstances, a ethereal and melodious voice shouldn't attract anyone's attention, right?
Slap-slap~ Slap-slap~
The vigorous clapping continued without end, trembling and echoing through the African jungle.
"Hiro, this… how am I supposed to go to the bathroom like this…"
"Slow down… so tired…"
Shizuka let out a tender whimper, turning her head away with a flushed face. As her petite body bounced up and down, her smooth feet also swayed precariously.
Her brown Martin boots were nowhere to be found, and small pieces of white silk stockings were scattered in the grass.
"I'm the one holding you, how can you be so tired? Besides, if I don't shake a bit, mosquitoes will easily come and bite you."
Nobi Hiroshi replied logically, while also diligently exercising his lower back, gradually increasing the training speed.
"Hmm, sophistry~"
Shizuka covered her mouth with both hands, avoiding making overly loud sounds that might wake her companions.
A cool breeze blew across her fair, rosy buttocks. Her fingers were tightly clasped together, and her constantly stimulated nerves were quickly reaching their limit.
"Shhh~ It's coming out!!!"
With her head tilted back, the holy water, like morning dew, nourished the lush bushes like a small showerhead, allowing them to grow healthily—this was Tian Mei's free fertilizer.
"Shizuka, me too…"
Having endured to his limit, Nobi Hiroshi bloomed a serene smile, lightly licking her exposed fragrant shoulder.
Pity a few drops of Bodhi water, pouring into the two petals of the red lotus.
"No, let me finish first!!"
"What does it matter? It feels even better if we come together, right?"
Going against the flow was the most beautiful. Nobi Hiroshi straightened his back, unleashing a strong wave of love.
"Oh, ah!!!"
Feeling the two colliding magical powers within her body, Tian Mei, no longer able to bear it, trembled her legs and fainted directly.