Nobita Nobi scooped up a small spoonful of faintly glowing "Seafood Risotto." The plump, springy grains were infused with the essence of seafood and a certain sweet, refreshing broth.
The moment he put the rice into his mouth, time seemed to stand still.
The next instant, he no longer felt as though he were sitting beneath the starry sky of the Cretaceous Period. Instead, he was suddenly standing in a warm, crystal-clear shallow sea.
Sunlight filtered through the rippling water, casting dappled shadows.
Schools of colorful fish brushed affectionately against his body, bringing a trace of coolness. Seaweed swayed gently with the currents, giving off a fresh, natural fragrance.
Meanwhile, the flavor of the risotto bloomed in his mouth.
First came the indescribable sweetness and chewiness of the rice, followed by the concentrated umami of all kinds of seafood unfolding layer by layer. It was as if countless lively shrimp, shellfish, and fish were leaping and melting across his taste buds, finally merging into a warm, mellow current that slid down his throat and instantly flooded his entire body.
He seemed to hear the gentle rush of waves, feel the warmth of sunlight, and even smell the salty sea breeze.
Nobita Nobi's eyes lost focus, leaving behind nothing but boundless bliss and intoxication. A foolishly ecstatic grin spread across his face, yet he was completely unaware of it.
Doraemon was no different. The incomparably crisp skin shattered between his teeth with a delightful crunch, followed by rich, mellow juices—seemingly infused with the essence of sunlight and earth—erupting through his mouth like a volcano!
That flavor surpassed every food in its memory bank.
They were completely immersed in the Illusion Realm created by the food. Their eating motions became incredibly slow, sometimes even stopping altogether.
After every bite, they had to