"I've got it, this will do."
"Right or Wrong Judgment Gun!"
Doraemon frowned in thought, and after a long while, pulled out a submachine gun. Outwardly, it was no different from an ordinary toy gun.
But if batteries were added, Nobi Hiroshi had no doubt he would hear the electric 'thud-thud-thud' sound of the gun.
"Doraemon, are you going to use this gun on Xiao Fu, and then kill him to silence him?"
Nobita, with his novel way of thinking, was startled and panicked.
"Alas, no wonder everyone laughs at you."
"Let me give you a demonstration first. I'll use that cat."
Looking up at the cat passing on the rooftop, Doraemon used encrypted cat language to coax the kitten over, where it sat cross-legged on his large bald head.
"Hehe, if I said this cat was a dog, what would you two think?"
"I'd think you were a big idiot."
Nobi Hiroshi said out of the blue, looking at the gun in Doraemon's hand, anticipating what kind of effect it could produce.
"Haha, how can a cat be a dog? Doraemon, have you become a fool?"
Nobi Nobita, on the other hand, was not at all polite, mocking Doraemon with a 'pot calling the kettle black' attitude.
"Really? Take a closer look. It's a genuine dog, oh."
Doraemon smiled mysteriously. Nobita, unconvinced, found a passerby, classmate Dashan, to confirm the animal's species, to see whether it was a dog or a cat!
"What? You actually said this dog is a cat! Nobita, have you become this stupid? Let's not contact each other anymore."
With a furious 'Great Desolate Prisoner Heaven Finger' pointed, Dashan stared incredulously at the universally recognized idiot of the school.
That already not-so-smart brain was completely useless. He hoped the stupidity wouldn't infect him. The chubby boy criticized and then fled the scene in terror.
"Damn it, how could this be!"
He slapped himself to confirm if he was awake. Nobita, unwilling to give up, asked people along the street.
But the answers he received were still the same, making him feel as if his entire world had collapsed. Everyone said it was a dog, making him feel as pathetic as a clown.
"Meow!!!"
Sharp claws scratched his face. The cat, which had been treated as an exhibit by Nobita from beginning to end, was angry. It leaped into the air and used 'Crazy Scratch' to vent its dissatisfaction.
"Ouch!"
Pushing it away, Nobita touched his scratched face, feeling a stinging pain.
"Doraemon, don't tease the fool... don't tease Nobita. I saw you secretly pulled the trigger. Tell us what this gun is for."
Hiroshi stepped forward, caught the flung cat, and bent down to let it go.
Those involved are confused, those watching are clear. Doraemon's subtle actions could not escape his sharp eyes. Only Nobita couldn't see it, even though he had already taken out a gadget.
"Doraemon, so all this time you were playing a trick on me? That's too much!"
The idiotic Nobita came to his senses upon hearing this, clenching his fists and demanding an explanation, determined to get justice for his scratched handsome face.
"Nobita, don't be so angry. I was just trying to demonstrate the effect of the gadget better."
"Once hit by this gun's invisible light, the victims will all agree with my point of view, regardless of right or wrong. Isn't it amazing!"
Doraemon chuckled skillfully, smiling apologetically while introducing the gadget's function.
Changing the subject, an excuse to escape.
"So, Doraemon, you want everyone to believe that cicadas reproduce in boxes?"
Nobi Hiroshi asked in a low voice.
"Exactly, that's right."
Doraemon chuckled twice, then released Xiao Fu from his time stop. Xiao Fu, now free, didn't notice anything unusual and continued running along his original path.
The three followed in silence.
The big-mouthed Xiao Fu's first stop was Shizuka's house to share the embarrassing story. Tian Mei, with her softened legs, went down to the entrance to open the door.
Due to certain indescribable reasons, both mother and daughter had not yet recovered.
"Shizuka, listen to me, that silly Nobita actually thought cicadas build nests in boxes. He's such a fool, it's so funny, isn't it!"
Xiao Fu laughed heartily to himself. Shizuka, completely uninterested, leaned against the door panel, listening to Xiao Fu babbling. In her saintly state, her emotions were extremely languid, so it truly went in one ear and out the other.
"That hateful Xiao Fu, I knew he would go to Shizuka's house first to badmouth me!"
The three hid outside the wall. Seeing Xiao Fu frantically 'slandering' him, Nobita stamped his feet in anger.
"It's okay, Nobita, watch me."
Doraemon raised the gun and aimed. An invisible ray directly hit Shizuka. Tian Mei's subconscious had already changed, but she herself felt nothing.
"Xiao Fu, are you being silly today?"
"Cicadas themselves build nests in boxes on trees, isn't that right?"
"Huh?"
"Shizuka, are you kidding me?"
Pinching his own face, Xiao Fu found it hard to believe that Shizuka would agree with Nobita's point of view.
Even kindergarten children knew this kind of knowledge! He didn't believe Shizuka was unaware.
"Great, Doraemon, Xiao Fu's plan to slander my reputation really failed."
Seeing Xiao Fu's bewildered expression, the three covered their stomachs and chuckled.
The first two laughed at Xiao Fu, but only Nobi Hiroshi laughed at both Xiao Fu and Nobita.
As for Nobita's reputation, did it even need others to slander it?
Stating the facts was already superfluous.
Having lost the first battle, Xiao Fu walked down the street dejectedly, looking for the next house to share his joy, and slowly walked to Gian's house.
Gian must still be hurting, standing at the counter, tidying up the groceries in the store.
"Gian, cicada larvae grow in the soil, absorbing nutrients from tree roots, and undergo several years of growth before finally leaving the soil and flying outside. Am I right?"
With his head bowed, Xiao Fu's tone was somewhat unconfident after being gaslighted by Shizuka.
He seemed to be seeking answers, the joy of mocking Nobita already forgotten, humbly seeking a solution from his closest buddy.
"Doraemon, let me do it this time. I also want to play with this gadget."
"No problem, you can shoot Gian."
On the side of the utility pole, Doraemon handed the Right or Wrong Judgment Gun to Nobi Hiroshi.
"Shooting... is a bit difficult. It's easier to hit other locations."
Nobi Hiroshi said something puzzling, raising the gun in his hand, eager to try.
Aiming at the target, it was a bit difficult because it was small, so he finally chose to hit him directly in the forehead with one shot.
"Hahaha, Xiao Fu, are you stupid?"
"Cicadas lay their eggs in boxes and then hatch into adults. You're worse than a kindergartner!"
Gian was mercilessly mocking him loudly. His laughter didn't matter, but the chrysanthemum on his mountain of pain twisted his expression.
"You're lying! You're lying!!!"
"All of you are crazy!!!"
Xiao Fu was almost driven to tears. Why were there so many haters? This world was truly insane.
"Xiao Fu, how dare you say I'm crazy? You're the one who's mistaken!"
"You hateful guy, today I'm going to teach you a good lesson."
He rolled up his sleeves, and poor Xiao Fu was dragged into the room by Gian before he could explain. The shop door was closed behind them.
The three onlookers acted as if it had nothing to do with them. Nobita and Doraemon felt a little sympathetic and worried about Xiao Fu, who was in danger.
"Xiao Fu is so pitiful. Gian rolled up his sleeves; he's definitely going to beat him up."
"Sigh, it's good for him to learn a lesson, so he doesn't go around blabbering nonsense everywhere."
"Cough cough, I don't think there's any problem. Maybe that kid is enjoying it, who knows."
Nobi Hiroshi turned around, pretending to be profound, and pointed to Gian's room on the second floor of the general store.
He didn't hear any screams, so he probably went into battle with injuries. Gian is truly amazing; his persistent spirit is worth learning from, but I won't learn it.