Happy Birthday, Doraemon!

"Just you?"

"Yeah. Is that a problem?"

"How about you just come stay at my place tonight?" Ling Yuan joked.

"!"

On the other end, Han Yurou reacted as if she had been electrocuted.

Expressionlessly, she pressed the hang-up button on her phone.

"Did she get mad?" Ling Yuan was stunned when the call was disconnected.

Elsewhere, Han Yurou quietly set her phone on the table.

"Host, are you all right?"

"System..." Han Yurou called softly.

"I'm here!"

"Help me pack the bedding. I've decided to stay at Ling Yuan's place tonight!" Han Yurou raised her head, her eyes filled with determination.

Where was the slightest trace of anger? She even seemed a little unhinged.

System: "???"

Was this reasonable?

Meanwhile—

"Dora-chan, come downstairs and help me buy a few things."

Upstairs, Doraemon was enjoying dorayaki from another world when his hand paused.

"I'm coming."

Doraemon clapped his hands, brushing off the crumbs, and headed downstairs.

He came before Tamako Nobi.

"Here's what we need to buy today. I'm counting on you, Dora-chan."

Taking the list, Doraemon looked at the long shopping list in surprise. "Mom, isn't this a bit much for today?"

"There's something to celebrate at home today. As for what it is, that's a secret for now."

"And bring Nobita back with you when you return. All he does all day is play around. He never studies properly."

At the mention of Nobita, Tamako Nobi sighed.

When would her child ever be as worry-free as other people's children?

"Uh, that's true." Doraemon deeply agreed.

Happy Birthday, Doraemon

Putting on his Bamboo-copter, Doraemon flew into the sky with a red shopping bag in hand.

Looking at the list in his hand, he read it aloud, "Two pieces of fried tofu, four fish fillets, bacon, ham, eggs, Dad's beer... Hm? Dorami's pineapple bread?"

"And Doraemon's dorayaki?!"

Seeing his favorite dorayaki on the list, Doraemon could not help shouting excitedly in midair, "Mom is the best! Yahoo!"

He even flew a little faster.

By the time Doraemon returned, it was already nearly two in the afternoon.

"Big brother!"

The moment he reached the door, a yellow figure rushed out of the house and pounced on Doraemon, knocking him to the ground.

"Ow!" Doraemon cried out in pain, then stared blankly at the yellow ball before him. "Dorami? Why are you here?"

Luckily, all the food he had bought was stored in his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket. Otherwise, it would have been ruined.

"Big brother, can't I come see you?"

Hearing the confusion and surprise in his voice, Dorami climbed off Doraemon, crossed her arms as if sulking, and pouted.

"Of course you can. Big brother likes Dorami the most." Seeing that his little sister was unhappy, Doraemon hurriedly forced a smile.

"I think Big brother likes Kozue from next door the most." Dorami huffed.

Kozue was a white cat raised by the neighbors.

For some reason, although her brother used to like other cats, lately he only had eyes for this one.

He did not even return to the future to see her very often anymore.

"H-How could that be..."

Having been exposed by his sister, Doraemon's face turned red.

Nothing had been settled yet. It would not be good to say it so early.

"Huh? Dorami, you came too?"

Nobita, who had returned behind Doraemon, curiously walked over after spotting Dorami.

"Nobita, konnichiwa." Dorami waved her little hand.

"Hello." Nobita nodded blankly.

"Why are you all standing outside? Dora-chan, did you buy everything I asked for?" Tamako Nobi's voice came from inside the house.

"I bought it all!"

His mother's voice happened to break the awkwardness, and Doraemon hurriedly ran into the house.

"Honestly, Big brother..."

Seeing Doraemon run off, Dorami sighed helplessly and quickly entered the house as well.

Time flew by.

Soon, night fell.

Lights came on in every household.

"Dora-chan, Nobita, come downstairs for dinner!"

Hearing the call from downstairs, Nobita shouted, "Coming!"

He then hurriedly opened the door and ran downstairs.

In his eyes, there were only four important things in life: eating, sleeping, going to the bathroom, and Shizuka.

Doraemon followed right after him.

The moment they came downstairs, they were stunned by the sight before them.

The table was covered in dishes, and under the lights, every single one looked delicious.

"Gulp." Nobita eagerly ran to the table.

"Wow, Mom, what day is it today? You made so much delicious food!"

As he spoke, he could not help reaching for a drumstick from the roast chicken on the table.

Smack!

In an instant, Tamako Nobi used her chopsticks to swat his hand away.

"That hurt, Mom."

Nobita shook his reddened hand, his expression scrunching up.

"Who told you to touch things without permission? Stand properly." Tamako Nobi was several times stricter than usual.

In an instant, Nobita straightened up.

At that moment, Nobisuke Nobi, Nobita's father, walked over. Looking at Doraemon, he smiled and said, "Doraemon, you've worked hard since coming to our family. Nobita has caused you plenty of trouble, and thank you for always supporting him."

"Let us properly thank you while we have this chance."

Doraemon: "???"

Bang!

Suddenly, a sound rang out beside Doraemon, and ribbons burst forth.

They landed on Doraemon's head.

"Big brother, happy birthday!" Dorami said with a smile, holding a party popper.

At the same time, Tamako Nobi brought out several cakes from the kitchen that looked just like dorayaki.

"Happy birthday, Dora-chan."

"Happy birthday, Doraemon."

Doraemon stared blankly at the three people before him, his eyes reddening. "Dad, Mom, Dorami..."

With a wail, he burst into tears.

"Are you okay, Dora-chan?" Mom hurriedly came over.

"I'm fine. I'm just too happy." Doraemon wiped away his tears and smiled.

Dorami helplessly patted Doraemon's back.

"A real man can't cry all the time. Here, this is your birthday present."

Nobisuke Nobi smiled and patted Doraemon's head, taking out a blue gift box and handing it to him.

"Thank you, Dad!" Doraemon happily accepted it.

"I'm very happy to have you as part of our family," Nobisuke Nobi said with a laugh.

"Here, this one is from me." Tamako Nobi also took out a red gift box.

"Big brother." Dorami took out a yellow gift box as well.

Looking at the three gifts before him, Doraemon could not help crying again.

It was as if the tears would not stop. No matter how he wiped them away, new tears kept falling.

Perhaps he had never been this happy before.

"Huh? Today is Doraemon's birthday? Why didn't I know?" Nobita was the only one who looked completely bewildered throughout the whole thing.

"And why didn't anyone tell me something like this?"

"With that mouth of yours, you would definitely have blurted it out," Nobisuke Nobi said unhurriedly.

A father truly knew his son best.

Nobita: "..."

Ding! Group member Blue Fatty sent a lucky Red Packet

The people chatting in the group all tapped it after receiving the notification.

Lightning Dragon Slayer: "What is this, cake?"

Blue Fatty: "Everyone, today is my birthday. This is my birthday cake. Please enjoy it together."

Eighth Princess: "@Blue Fatty, happy birthday."

Blue Fatty: "Thank you, Miss Hongyu."

Katarina: "Mmm, it tastes so good! It tastes like home!"

Akame: "It tastes pretty good. Thanks."

Blue Fatty: "I'm glad everyone likes it."

Doraemon smiled as he looked at the group chat.