Doraemon: I have a book of Kuro's magic

"Are you guys in a very difficult situation?" Fat Hu, whose face had darkened, asked directly without giving face.

Nobita: "!!!"

Shizuka: "!!!"

Young husband: "!!!"

Doraemon: "!!!"

Was it actually seen? It seems that we have to find a way to remedy it.

"No...there is no such thing at all!" Nobita defended himself.

"We are very happy!" Doraemon had a bitter look on his face, but he said the opposite.

"That's right, today is really our happiest day!" (Xiaofu)

"Well, that's right!" (Shizuka)

Fat Tiger: "..." The expressions on your faces have given you away. Do you think I will believe it again?

"I know!" Fat Hu said with his arm holding the microphone tightly shaking, "Actually, you are really unhappy, right?"

Nobita: "!!!"

Young husband: "!!!"

Doraemon: "!!!"

"Where is it!" Shizuka's cheeks were slightly red, a little embarrassed to have been seen through.

It was his birthday, but Fat Tiger was treated like this. He couldn't bear it and exploded: "Since you are so reluctant, I am not happy at all!"

"Now, all of you, get back here!"

"Wow!!!" Nobita, Shizuka, Xiaofu and Doraemon were so frightened that they immediately ran out of Fat Tiger's house.

Cen Feng glanced at Fat Hu who looked disappointed and said: "Fat Tiger..."

"Xiao Feng, you guys come over too!" said the little fat tiger squatting on the ground, "I just want to be alone for a while now."

"Then, if anything happens to you, remember to call us!" Before leaving, Dekisugi Hidecai left a special message.

After Cen Feng and the others left, the fat tiger mother walked in and cursed: "What are you doing? You are shouting so loudly, are you making noise?"

But just after she finished shouting, she looked at the messy tabletop and Fat Hu, who was standing alone at the corner of the table, wondering what he was thinking, and asked, "Well, is the birthday party over yet?"

Fat Tiger nodded, "Yeah, that's right!"

"Then clean up quickly!" After the fat tiger mother explained, she closed the door again.

However, Fat Tiger still looked indifferent, standing there not knowing what he was thinking.

……

Midnight, Nobita's house.

"Doraemon!"

Doraemon who was sleeping: "???" Who called me at this time, please let Doraemon sleep!

Doraemon opened the closet door and murmured: "It's really weird!"

"It's so late, and someone still keeps calling my name?" Doraemon walked down from the closet, opened the curtains, and came to the window. Doraemon opened the window and looked at the person calling him below.

"Ah, Fat Tiger?" It's strange. It's this time and Fat Tiger isn't sleeping at home. What's going on with him?

Seeing Doraemon flying to Fat Tiger in front of him with a bamboo dragonfly, he knew that it was a bit bad to disturb others' sleep so late, so he said with a little embarrassment.

"Sorry, um... I can't sleep!"

Doraemon: "..." Then this is not the reason for you to disturb my sleep!

Hearing Fat Tiger say this, Doraemon was really angry.

However, since it was midnight, he just cursed in a low voice: "So, just for this reason, are you going to wake me up?"

Fat Tiger: "..." Sorry, that's not what I meant.

"I'm sorry!" Fat Tiger first apologized, then pointed at himself and asked, "Well, I want to know why I am so unpopular with everyone?"

Doraemon was speechless. He pointed at Fat Tiger and pointed out the opponent's shortcomings without fear of death.

"Isn't this obvious? You are willful, violent, and very thick-skinned..."

Fat Tiger: "..." Is that really the case?

Fat Tiger sighed and murmured: "Sure enough, even I know it. I also want to correct these shortcomings of mine, but no matter what, I can't correct them."

Doraemon: "..." That's because you are used to it.

"That's right!" Fat Tiger suddenly looked at Doraemon excitedly. He hugged Doraemon and couldn't help but cried and begged: "I really want, I really want, for my birthday once a year, someone will sincerely love me." Celebrate me!"

Doraemon: "..." Okay, okay, I understand, please stop crying.

Deciding to help Doraemon, Fat Tiger took out a prop that looked similar to an air bag from his four-dimensional treasure bag.

Yes, yes!

"[Doorbag]!"

Fat Tiger: "???" What?

Doraemon, who looked at Fat Tiger's confused look, explained: "This prop is called [a doormat]. Its main function is to blow into it when your temper is about to break out, so that the temper will be eliminated and the body will be relieved." It will be easier too!”

Fat Tiger took the [Door Bag] and nodded, "So that's it!"

Then Doraemon took out a slightly larger dice prop from the fourth-dimensional treasure bag.

"Now use this dice to turn back time a little!"

Fat Tiger: "???" Ah, what did you say?

"What Doraemon means is that after this die rolls back time, I want you to be more honest with me before your birthday comes."

"Oh, so that's what it means!" Fat Tiger took the dice prop from Doraemon's hand, but suddenly found something wrong.

Wait, it seems that the person who just spoke was not Doraemon!

It's not him, and it's not Doraemon. So, could it be...

"It's me!" Cen Feng's figure emerged from the darkness and said, "You can't even hear my voice. Really, you can't help but scare yourself at night!"

Fat Tiger: "..." I don't want to think too much, because who would have thought that you would come out at night.

Cen Feng: "..." He's also someone who comes out late at night, so he has no right to criticize me.

"Ah, um... Xiaofeng, what's the matter with you going out at this time?" Doraemon finally asked.

Cen Feng pointed at Fat Tiger, "I think something is wrong with Fat Tiger today, so I just came over to take a look."

It was obviously just an ordinary sentence, but Fat Tiger was so moved that the hugger Cen Feng said: "Xiao Feng, you are really my best friend."

"Okay, let's use the dice quickly, and I will try my best to help you!"

After hearing this, Fat Tiger felt grateful again and then rolled the dice.

The final number of points cast was seven, which means that the time was set back seven days (one week) to June 6th.