Rope Art and Red Rope Are Improper

Rope Art + Red Rope = Improper

Ran was not surprised that Fujino had suddenly produced a length of rope. After all, he had often conjured all sorts of things out of thin air in front of her and Sonoko.

He had even produced a Wooden Sword. Was a rope really that hard to accept?

Ran pulled the red rope from her sleeve, turned around, and asked Eri Kisaki, "Mom, what should we do now?"

Eri Kisaki: "..."

She had never witnessed the miraculous magic of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse Doraemon Fujino.

She merely stared silently at the red rope in her daughter's hand, feeling an indescribable sense of unease.

This red rope was thick and bright crimson. At a glance, it was clearly not the sort of red rope used for anything respectable. Any Japanese person could tell at once that there was something off about it.

What respectable person carried something like that around when they went out?

Coming back to her senses, Eri Kisaki sighed helplessly before narrowing her eyes at Mori Kogoro. "Tie this guy up. Preferably as tightly as possible!"

"Okay!"

Ran immediately grabbed the red rope and carried out her mother's orders, putting on a classic display of fatherly affection and filial devotion.

She greatly agreed with and understood her mother's decision.

Her father had gone off to bet on horse races the moment she took her eyes off him at school, racking up five million yen in debt. If he woke up and ran off to do something ridiculous again while she was out, it would be a complete disaster.

Never mind the debt—her mother would be utterly disappointed in him too.

However, Ran had never done anything like this before, so her rope work was honestly a little hard to look at...

Still,