"I'm home." x2
Upon returning home, Nobita eagerly burst into his room, threw down his schoolbag, and lay on the tatami mat, his face full of joy.
"What's wrong, Nobita?
Did something good happen today?
You're smiling so happily."
Doraemon, who was reading a comic book, turned around and asked curiously, looking at Nobita, who was giggling to himself.
Normally, he would be crying and shouting "Doraemon" for help; today, he was uncharacteristically different.
"Good news, there really is good news, hehehe."
A cheerful Nobita sat up and shared the day's interesting events with Doraemon, unable to stop laughing.
How could Nobi Hiroshi possibly outrun Gian?
He was definitely going to get beaten.
"Nobita, how can you think that way?"
"Since Hiroshi is being bullied by Gian, we should help him.
Taking pleasure in this is not good behavior."
After hearing the story, Doraemon began to earnestly lecture Nobita.
He didn't know what Nobita was thinking; Hiroshi was already considered family, so how could he ignore him?
"Hmm, well, he's so arrogant; I don't think a little lesson would be bad."
"And do you know, Doraemon, that kid was so close to Shizuka today.
He just answered a question in class, what's the big deal?"
Nobita's jealousy had spilled over, and he pointed at Nobi Hiroshi's room across the hall, chattering incessantly.
"Then what can be done?
It's because you don't study hard, Nobita.
Although Shizuka will be your wife in the future, you should also know that the future is not set in stone."
Doraemon put on a serious expression to scare Nobita.
He had to know that if he didn't work hard, Nobita would become Gian's brother-in-law in the future, and that scene would be utterly comical.
"So, Doraemon, do you have any gadgets that can make Shizuka like me… boo hoo hoo…"
Nobita lay on Doraemon's chest, staring at his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket, and began to wail, using his most effective tactic of pouting.
Unfortunately, Doraemon was also a robot with principles; this matter went against his moral values.
So he scolded Nobita again, then ran into Nobi Hiroshi's room.
"Xiao Hong, you're doing your homework.
That's amazing."
Doraemon waddled on his short legs to the desk, finding Nobi Hiroshi doing his homework, and couldn't help but praise him.
"Ah, Doraemon, is doing homework also amazing?"
Nobi Hiroshi looked at Doraemon strangely.
Since he had integrated into this identity, doing homework was, of course, an indispensable process, even though these assignments were quite annoying to write.
Mainly, it was too boring; continuously writing multiplication and division for an hour or two would drive anyone crazy.
"Sorry, sorry, maybe it's because I've been with Nobita for too long, so I subconsciously think that actively doing homework is amazing."
Doraemon awkwardly rubbed his big round head, suddenly recalling the purpose of his visit, and looked at Hiroshi seriously, opening his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket.
"Oh, by the way, Xiao Hong, I heard you're going to race Gian.
Do you need my help?"
"My Fourth-Dimensional Pocket has all sorts of secret gadgets."
Doraemon puffed out his chest confidently.
Let alone defeating Gian, this childcare robot could even destroy the world.
"When..."
Nobi Hiroshi was naturally envious of Doraemon's gadgets, but a voice suddenly popped into his head, stopping him from saying what he was about to say.
[Ding! Study time: half an hour, Knowledge +1]
Instantly, Nobi Hiroshi felt his brain clear up a bit, though not much, and his quick thinking also improved.
"No way, do I also have the rumored system? That voice just now shouldn't have been a dream."
Finally, the system was assigned to him, and Nobi Hiroshi was ecstatic, feeling like he could fly, hearing the system's cold, mechanical voice.
However, with Doraemon nearby, it was inconvenient to fully express his emotions. His mood was like a rollercoaster, mixed with joy and excitement.
"Xiao Hong, what were you just about to say?"
Doraemon noticed the pause in Nobi Hiroshi's expression and asked curiously.
"Oh, I was just going to say that for now, I don't need Doraemon's gadgets. Actually, I can defeat Gian on my own. If I encounter something I can't solve, I'll ask Doraemon for help then."
"Xiao Hong... you... you are truly amazing."
Doraemon was moved to tears after hearing him. He hadn't expected Hiroshi to be such a strong child. If Nobita could be half as sensible and cause him less trouble, that would be great.
After Doraemon left, Nobi Hiroshi lay on the table, beginning to research the so-called system.
But no matter how he called out, there was no response. Perhaps the trigger condition wasn't quite right.
He recalled the voice from earlier; it seemed he only gained knowledge points from studying. If that was the case, didn't he have to keep doing his homework?
"Not sure, let me try again."
Saying that, Nobi Hiroshi did another two hours of homework, and as expected, the system's voice rang out again.
[Ding! Study time: two hours, Knowledge +4]
"It's just as I imagined. As long as I persist for half an hour, I can get the corresponding points."
"What's strange is, why didn't I get any during class today?"
Nobi Hiroshi recalled his time in class; it seemed he was either daydreaming or on his way to daydreaming, never fully concentrating.
"Forget it, it seems this system has a very low sense of presence, but that's fine too."
"With him, I can enhance..."
A smile appeared at the corner of Hiroshi's mouth as he dashed down the stairs, arriving at the entrance to change his shoes.
The riverside path was an excellent place for running, and Nobi Hiroshi decided to try it there.
"Oh my, this body is too weak! I'm almost done, and I've just started."
Five minutes later, Nobi Hiroshi looked at his pale face reflected in the river and couldn't help but sigh.
His good looks were wasted; inside, he was a weakling.
After resting on the grass for a while, Hiroshi gathered his strength again, ready to run.
Weakness wasn't scary; he still had the system, and sooner or later, he could become an 'eighteen times a night' man.
[Ding! Running for half an hour, Physique +1]
[Ding! Running for half an hour, Physique +1]
After an hour of strenuous training, Nobi Hiroshi was already drenched in sweat, returning to Nobi with heavy steps, completely exhausted.
"Phew, comfortable."
After eating pork cutlet rice to replenish his energy, Nobi Hiroshi soaked himself in the bathtub, enjoying the warmth of the hot water.
No wonder Shizuka loved bathing so much; now he could somewhat understand her feelings. All the foul sweat was removed, leaving him incredibly refreshed.
After bathing, Hiroshi realized he hadn't brought a change of clothes in.
However, Yuzi seemed to have noticed already, and she came to the bathroom door with a set of pajamas and knocked.
"Thank you, Aunt Tamako."
"It's nothing, Xiao Hong."
Nobi Tamako smiled and handed over the clothes. After Nobi Hiroshi changed, her expression suddenly changed.
Because...
Nobi Tamako glanced in horror, then returned to her room. Although her expression was well-masked, Hiroshi still noticed an inexplicable **.
Night, nobi couple's room.
"Husband, look at today..."
Yuzi shook Nobi Daisuke's shoulder.
"Ah, uh, I'm very busy with work tomorrow, so I can't. Let's talk about it next time."
As if escaping, Daisuke burrowed into the covers, closing his eyes and playing ostrich.
It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he couldn't!
"Alright, then you go to sleep early."
Yuzi got into her own covers with a bitter face. She had heard Daisuke's various excuses for three or four years.
Actually, she knew that her husband already...
But, she was truly so lonely.