Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Yonehanamachi, 2-chome.

“I’m back.”

Kitahara held the purchased ingredients in one hand, pushed open the door in front of him with the other, and walked slowly into the entrance.

“Meow~”

“Ah, little mimi, don’t run around!”

As his voice fell, there was a loud noise in the living room, and a snow-white puppet cat rushed out quickly, half-squatting on the wooden floor of the corridor, and a pair of sapphire eyes tilted their heads to look at him.

And followed by Doraemon’s round figure, it seems that because he was too anxious, he was directly tripped by the threshold and lay on the floor.

“It hurts!”

“Really, you can’t be careful.”

After changing his slippers, Beiyuan Xun walked over helplessly and helped it up with some difficulty.

Although Doraemon looks short, she actually weighs a staggering 129.3kg.

If you sleep with it at night, you may be crushed to death one day.

“It’s all to blame for the little mimi running around.”

Doraemon rubbed her aching head and couldn’t help but whisper.

It’s because you didn’t pay attention to the soles of your feet.

The corners of Beiyuan Xuan’s mouth twitched slightly, and he thought in his heart.

“Give, this is the high-grade cat food you want, you go and help Xiaomi open it.”

Kitahara took out a packet of high-grade cat food from the convenience bag, handed it to Doraemon, and then turned and walked to the kitchen.

“Good~”

Doraemon took the cat food and picked up the little mime who was still yawning on the floor.

“Don’t run around in the living room in the future, otherwise it’s easy to get hurt-”

Doraemon felt the pain in her head and couldn’t help but sigh.

“Meow!”

Xiaomi nodded with half-narrowed blue eyes, and then rubbed affectionately on its face.

“It’s itchy, little mime.”

“Meow~”

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Inside the living room.

The pot placed in the center of the table has become steaming, and the boiling water is constantly tumbling.

Wagyu beef and the slightly spicy aroma wafted around, and Doraemon had already prepared the bowl and chopsticks and guarded the pot.

Xiaomi is half-lying on the sofa enjoying her own high-end cat food.

“Sure enough, it’s easier to make wagyu hot pot.”

Kitahara looked at the fragrant hot pot in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

With the blessing of his “Cooking LV5], no matter what you do, it will not be unpalatable.

Ding-dong~

There was a soft ring on the phone.

Ernai sent it.

Looking at the message on the screen, Kitahara couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

Nino Nakano: “Good evening~ How was today?”

How was your day?

Kitahara thought about it, and then started to reply.

Kitahara San: “It’s okay, I solved a homicide case in the afternoon.”

Nino Nakano: “… You won’t be talking about the case at the Yonehanamachi Art Museum, how do you feel that there have been a lot of homicides you have encountered recently?”

Counting the suicide at Yoko Okino’s apartment and the Valentine’s Day murder, Kitahara has already encountered three cases in just one week.

Kitahara San: “Maybe it’s because of some Shinigami wandering around Yonekacho, by the way, how was your exam today?”

Kitahara remembers that Nino told himself that there would be an exam today, and if the test score dropped, he would be forced to find a tutor.

At that time, he also recommended Xiao Dora.

Nino Nakano: “If nothing else, in a few days, when the results come out, my father will find us a tutor.”

Nakano Nina: “When the time comes, please ask Xiao Dora~ Remember to help me tell me, we will help it buy Tongyaki.”

Looking at the news coming from behind Nakano Nina, Kitahara subconsciously glanced up at Doraemon.

“Mon, what’s wrong?”

Noticing his gaze, Doraemon clamped the chopsticks in his hand and asked with some doubt.

“Is little Dora interested in becoming a tutor?”

The corners of Beiyuan Xun’s mouth raised slightly.

Tutor?

Doraemon blinked, looking a little dazed.

“Since Little Dora is from the twenty-second century and is still a parenting robot, it should be possible to guide the study of high school students, right?”

Kitahara asked thoughtfully.

“Yes, yes, but wouldn’t it be nice to have a parenting robot as a tutor?”

Doraemon scratched her ears and said with some hesitation.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already spoken to Ernai, they won’t mind at all.”

Kitahara shook the chat screen of his phone and said with a chuckle.

As for the father of Nakano quintuplets, it was the two who went to persuade.

“Is the person you want to teach Ernai?”

Hearing this familiar name, Doraemon was stunned for a moment and asked with some surprise.

It is still very familiar with Nakano Futara, after all, you can see her on your doorstep every weekend.

“To be precise, Nakanoya’s quintuplets, you are responsible for teaching the five of them to learn.”

“Erno also said that every day I will buy a tongyaki to treat you.”

Kitahara pointed to the chat history on his mobile phone and spoke.

Tongyaki!

Hearing these three words, Doraemon immediately came to the spirit.

It quickly patted its little bell with its small round hand, and said with confidence: “Just leave it to me, it’s just the high school knowledge of this century, it’s very simple for me!” ”

It’s really easy to buy.

Looking at Doraemon, who was energetic, Kitahara couldn’t help but laugh.

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After dinner.

Kitahara simply took a hot bath, and then returned to his room with a bottle of ice coke.

Lying on the soft bed, he also flipped through his mobile phone messages.

When he was chatting with Erno just now, Kitahara noticed some messages from other people.

It was Shiwa Kasumigaoka asking him about the character of the light novel.

Kitahara thought carefully about the information about Kuroba Kuaido, and then typed back.

He was already looking forward to Kuroba Kuaidou’s expression when he saw this light novel.

Must be interesting.

And on the other side.

Buzz~

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone made Shiwa Kasumigaoka stop the slender ten fingers that were tapping quickly on the keyboard.

Her beautiful ruby-like eyes glanced lightly at the person who sent the news.

Kitahara Shun!

When he saw this name, the corners of Shiyu Kasumigaoka subconsciously turned up, and a touch of joy appeared in his red eyes.

Finally got my message back.

If she didn’t take the initiative to send him a message, I’m afraid that Kitahara senior would forget her contact information in the corner.

As a light novel writer specializing in romance, Shiwa Kasumigaoka believes in one truth.

In love, hesitation will be a defeated dog!

Since you don’t send messages, then take the initiative yourself!