"Hah~ I only slept for two hours last night, I'm so sleepy."
Yawning, Hiroshi stumbled toward the school gate.
One strap of his backpack hung loosely over his forearm, and his steps were unsteady, as if he might fall at any moment.
His drowsy, swaying appearance attracted the attention of several housewives nearby.
If he wasn't careful, someone might even try to take him away.
Fortunately, the public order in the area was good, so nothing strange happened.
The clock on the school roof already showed half past eight, and Hiroshi rubbed his forehead helplessly.
Like an old man, he slowly climbed to the third floor, bending slightly and holding onto the handrail.
He didn't know how much "effort" he had put in last night, but it felt like his energy reserves were completely drained.
This morning had been even worse.
Hiroshi, who had only recently improved from a weak physique to a normal one, was clearly struggling.
He had the ability, but not the stamina to fully use it.
"Hiroshi, you're here, hehe. Hurry up and go in, then come out obediently and stand in punishment with me."
At the classroom door, Nobita was already standing there in a yellow shirt and round glasses.
Seeing Hiroshi arrive, he looked unusually excited.
Finally, he had someone to share the punishment with, and suddenly it didn't feel so embarrassing anymore.
"Nobita, are you happy to see me standing in punishment?"
"Eh, no, no, how could that be, hehehe~" Nobita turned his head, but the grin on his face gave him away completely.
He was clearly gloating.
Finally, he had a chance to see Hiroshi make a fool of himself.
"Nobita~ Aminos!"
Hiroshi patted Nobita's shoulder and left behind that strange remark before walking into the classroom with a smile.
"What is this guy talking about?" Nobita scratched his head, completely confused.
Was that some kind of alien language? He couldn't understand what "Aminos" meant at all.
"Next, please turn your books to—"
"Eh, Hiroshi, why are you only arriving now? Since you're late, please go stand outside as punishment."
The teacher, Terakoya Eiichirou, paused mid-lesson and looked at Hiroshi in surprise.
However, he was a strict and fair teacher. He would never show favoritism.
"Okay, teacher."
Hiroshi casually leaned against the wall outside the classroom, resting without the slightest sense of shame.
He gazed out the window calmly. His eyelids felt heavy, but unlike Nobita, he wasn't someone who could fall asleep just anywhere.
Speaking of Nobita, Hiroshi glanced inside and saw that he had already fallen asleep.
His head swayed slightly, and a snot bubble expanded and shrank peacefully, completely unlike someone being punished.
"Ding ding~ ding ding~"
The bell rang, signaling the end of class.
Hiroshi, whose legs had gone slightly numb, felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly returned to his seat.
Flopping onto the desk, he finally relaxed.
"Hiroshi, why were you late today? Did something happen?"
A soft voice sounded beside him. He squinted and saw Shizuka standing there in her white shirt with a pink collar and a soft pink skirt.
"Nothing, Shizuka, I just studied too late yesterday."
"Oh, I see. But you should rest properly. Your complexion looks really bad."
Shizuka spoke gently, not doubting him at all.
"Hmm, I'll pay attention."
Changing his position, Hiroshi rested his head on the desk. Shizuka's gentle voice felt like a lullaby, making him even sleepier.
But the ten-minute break was far too short, and he remained drowsy throughout the morning.
At lunchtime, the students who had finished eating happily played on the playground.
Warm sunlight spread across the grass, making it glow with a golden hue. A gentle breeze rustled through the field and lightly lifted the hem of a pink skirt.
"Nobita, Gian, Suneo, you guys have to work hard!"
Sitting on the grass with her legs folded neatly to one side, Shizuka watched her friends play baseball.
Beside her, Hiroshi lay sleeping peacefully. The sunlight fell softly on his face, making him look almost serene.
The grass was soft like a bed, though a few blades poked his skin slightly.
As he lay there, he unconsciously shifted, turning until his head slowly came to rest on something soft, warm, and faintly fragrant.
Only then did he settle down completely.
"Oh dear~"
Shizuka turned her head and saw that Hiroshi's cheek was now resting gently against her smooth calf. His face was nestled comfortably against the soft skin just below her knee.
"Hiroshi… is he asleep? It must be uncomfortable for his neck like that."
Looking at his peaceful expression, Shizuka felt a flutter in her chest.
She gently supported his head with both hands and carefully adjusted her posture, slowly guiding him so that his head rested fully on her lap instead of just her leg.
Her thighs were soft, warm, and smooth — the perfect pillow. The thin fabric of her skirt barely separated his cheek from her skin.
"Hmm~"
Even in his sleep, Hiroshi seemed to sense the comfort.
He nuzzled slightly closer, his face pressing more firmly against the top of her thigh. His warm breath brushed lightly against her skin through the thin skirt.
Shizuka's cheeks turned pink, "He looks like he's really enjoying it… Is my lap that comfortable?"
She touched her bangs shyly and leaned down a little, carefully observing his sleeping face.
A strand of her long hair accidentally brushed against his cheek, making him twitch.
Unconsciously, Hiroshi turned his head a bit more toward her body.
His nose and lips now rested dangerously close to the inner part of her thigh, just beneath the hem of her pink skirt.
A gentle breeze passed by, causing the light fabric to flutter and shift slightly upward for a moment.
"Ah~!" Shizuka's body tensed up.
She felt the warmth of his breath directly against her bare skin, and the slight pressure of his face so close to her most private area made her heart race wildly.
Her cheeks flushed deep red. She instinctively placed both hands on his head to hold him gently in place, afraid he might move even more.
This… this isn't right… His face is so close…
The situation felt incredibly awkward and intimate.
Shizuka bit her lip, holding her skirt down with one hand while keeping his head steady with the other.
Her thighs pressed together slightly, trapping a little more warmth against his cheek.
She stayed like that, enduring the fluttering nervousness in her stomach, until the school bell rang again and the students began returning to their classrooms.
Only then did Hiroshi slowly wake up, feeling slightly suffocated and warm.
"Ha… ha…"
What happened? Why does it feel so stuffy?
He suddenly sat up, taking a deep breath of fresh air.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the school building in front of him and Shizuka's brightly flushed face looking away shyly.
Hiroshi, completely unaware of what had just happened, rubbed his eyes innocently.
Shizuka quickly stood up, smoothing her skirt with both hands, her heart still pounding.
"Um… the bell rang. Let's go back to class, Hiroshi," she said softly, her voice a little higher than usual.
Hiroshi blinked, still at a complete disadvantage, not understanding why Shizuka looked so embarrassed.
...
Author Notice 📢
Doraemon: Filtering with Nobi Tamako (Part 1) is now completed. This is a pure 18+ smut fanfic and the full uncensored version has been uploaded on my Patreon.
🔥 I also have a Additional 18+ fanfics now available for readers who enjoy exclusive mature stories. 😉
1.Dragon Ball: Oolong's Sex Adventure
2. Elements of Lust – ATLA & Korra Mixed Smut
3. The Naive Me Who Became Someone's Everyday Secret
🔗 patreon.com/Shadow_demon_007
Thank you all for your support and love for this story 💙