Dimensional Judgment Descends

"You're alone?"

"Yeah, not welcome?"

"Why don't you just come stay at my place tonight?" Ling Yuan joked.

"!"

But across from him, Han Yurou seemed to have been electrocuted.

She pressed the hang-up button on her phone with a blank expression.

"Is she mad?" Ling Yuan was stunned when the call was cut off.

On the other end, Han Yurou calmly placed her phone on the table.

"Host, are you alright?"

"System..." Han Yurou called out softly.

"I'm here!"

"Help me tidy up the blankets. I've decided to stay at Ling Yuan's tonight!" As she spoke, Han Yurou looked up, her pupils filled with determination.

There wasn't a trace of anger. If anything, it was a bit twisted.

System: "???"

Is this even a thing?

Meanwhile

"Dora-chan, come down and help me buy some things."

Doraemon, who was enjoying interdimensional dorayaki upstairs, paused.

"Coming."

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

He arrived in front of Tamako Nobi.

"Here are the things we need to buy today. Please, Dora-chan."

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

"We have something to celebrate at home today, but I'll keep it a secret for now."

"Also, bring Nobita back with you when you return. All he does is play and never studies hard."

Speaking of Nobita, Tamako Nobi sighed.

When would her child be as worry-free as other children?

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

Chapter 48: Happy Birthday, Doraemon

Strapping on the Bamboo-copter, Doraemon took to the sky with the red shopping bag.

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

"And Doraemon's dorayaki?!"

Seeing his favorite dorayaki on the list, Doraemon, flying in the sky, couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "I love Mom the most! Yahoo!"

His flying speed even increased a bit.

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

"Brother!"

As soon as he reached the entrance, a yellow figure rushed out from inside and tackled Doraemon to the ground.

"Ouch!" Doraemon cried out in pain, then looked at the yellow ball in front of him, bewildered. "Dorami? What are you doing here?"

Luckily, the food he bought was all in his Fourth-Dimensional Pocket, or he'd be in trouble.

"Can't I come see you, Brother?"

Hearing his confused and surprised tone, Dorami got off Doraemon. As if sulking, she crossed her arms and pouted.

"Of course, you can. Brother likes Dorami the most," Doraemon said quickly, trying to appease his sister when he saw she was unhappy.

"I think Brother likes Kozue next door the most," Dorami huffed.

Kozue was a white cat kept by the neighbors.

For some reason lately, while her brother used to like other cats, he had only been fond of this one.

He didn't even visit the future to see her as often anymore.

"Wh-what are you talking about..."

Being called out by his own sister, Doraemon couldn't help but blush.

It wasn't good to reveal something that was supposed to be a surprise so early.

"Huh? Dorami, you're here too?"

Nobita, who had followed Doraemon back, walked over curiously upon seeing Dorami.

"Nobita, konnichiwa." Dorami waved her short arms.

"Hello," Nobita nodded blankly.

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

"I already bought them!"

Mom's voice broke the awkwardness, and Doraemon quickly ran inside.

"Big brother is really something."

Seeing Doraemon run off, Dorami sighed helplessly and also hurried into the house.

Time flew by.

Soon it was evening.

Lights were on in every house.

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

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

He then rushed to open the door and ran downstairs.

In his eyes, only four things were important: eating, sleeping, pooping, and Shizuka.

Doraemon followed closely behind.

As soon as they came down, they were shocked by the scene before them.

The table was filled with dishes, and under the light, everything looked delicious.

"Gulp." Nobita excitedly ran to the table.

"Wow, Mom, what day is it today? You made so many delicious things?"

As he spoke, he couldn't resist reaching for the roast chicken on the table to pull off a leg.

Smack!

But in an instant, Nobita Tamako swatted his hand back with her chopsticks.

"Ouch, Mom."

Shaking his reddened hand, Nobita winced.

"Who told you to touch things without permission? Stand properly." Nobita Tamako was even stricter than usual.

Instantly, Nobita straightened up.

At this moment, Nobita's father, Nobisuke Nobi, walked over and smiled at Doraemon, "Doraemon, thank you for your hard work since you've been with our family. Nobita usually causes you a lot of trouble, thank you for supporting him."

"Let us take this opportunity to thank you properly."

Doraemon: "???"

Bang!

Suddenly, a sound came from beside Doraemon, and confetti flew out.

It landed on Doraemon's head.

"Happy birthday, Big Brother!" Dorami said with a smile, holding a party popper.

At this moment, Nobita Tamako also brought out a cake from the kitchen that looked very much like a box of dorayaki.

"Happy birthday, Dora-chan."

"Happy birthday, Doraemon."

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

He burst into tears, "Waaah."

"Are you okay, Dora-chan?" Mom quickly walked over.

"I'm fine, just too happy." Doraemon wiped away his tears, revealing a smile.

Dorami patted Doraemon's back with a helpless expression.

"Real men don't cry, here, this is your birthday gift."

Nobisuke Nobi smiled, patted Doraemon's head, and handed him a blue gift box.

"Thank you, Dad!" Doraemon happily accepted.

"I'm so glad to have you as a member of our family," Nobisuke Nobi chuckled.

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

"Brother." Dorami also took out a yellow gift box.

Looking at the three gifts in front of him, Doraemon couldn't help but cry again.

The tears seemed unstoppable, and no matter how much he wiped them away, new ones would appear.

Perhaps he had never been this happy before.

"Huh? Is it Doraemon's birthday today? Why didn't I know?" Nobita looked completely bewildered the entire time.

"And why didn't anyone tell me about this?"

"With your mouth, you definitely would have let it slip," Nobisuke Nobi said unhurriedly.

A father knows his son best.

Nobita: "..."

[Ding! Group member Blue Fatty sent a lucky red envelope]

Everyone chatting in the group, upon receiving the notification, clicked on it.

Lightning Dragon Slayer: "What is this, a 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."

Catalina: "Mmm, it tastes delicious! It tastes like home!"

Akame: "The taste is not bad, thanks."

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

Doraemon smiled as he looked at the group chat.