Comprehensive comic: It starts with getting little Doraemon by punching in

...My parents are not in this world.

Kitahara Hao calmed down his words a little and then answered.

Eh?

The smile on Sato Miwako's face froze, her lavender eyes trembled slightly, and a trace of guilt gradually rose in her heart.

Why would you ask such a thing!

Feel sorry……

It's nothing, I've long been used to it by myself.

Kitahara Hao looked at Sato Miwako who lowered her head slightly, touched the tip of her nose and said.

He didn't tell lies. As for how Sato Miwako understood it-that was her own business.

The atmosphere between the two became somewhat silent.

Miwako Sato couldn't help but rub his head with her hands. The intensity was no longer as hard as at the beginning, but very gentle.

That Sato-senpai, if you don't go and pay the bill, it will be seven o'clock in the evening soon.

Feeling the touch on his head, Kitahara Hao reminded him with a speechless look in his eyes.

If we don't go back, the two cats at home will starve to death.

let's go.

After reacting, Sato Miwako sneered, then picked up her shopping basket and walked towards the counter at the door.

Facing the slightly cold night breeze, the two walked out of the convenience store together.

Sato Miwako threw all the things she bought into the passenger seat of the red Mazda, then leaned lightly on the door and looked at Kitahara Hagi.

Kitahara, if I have time, I will go to your house to look after the cat. Remember to train it well.

Sato Miwako said with a chuckle. Without waiting for his answer, she sat in the car and closed the door.

Does this count as taking advantage of Sato-senpai's sympathy?

Looking at the silhouette of the red car driving away, Kitahara Hao shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Forget it, never mind her.

Anyway, his cat can indeed play basketball, so you are always welcome to come if you want.

With this thought in mind, he started the engine and drove towards his home.

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031: Hesitation will lead to defeat!

Miwa Town, 2-chome.

I'm back.

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

Meow~

Ah, Xiaomi, don't run around!

As his voice fell, a noisy sound came from the living room. A snow-white ragdoll cat rushed out quickly, half squatting on the wooden floor of the corridor, a pair of sapphire eyes tilted its head to look. Looking at him.

And right behind him was Doraemon's round figure. It seemed that because he was too impatient, he tripped over the threshold and fell to the floor.

it hurts!

Really, you can't be more careful.

After changing into slippers, Kitahara Hao walked over helplessly and helped him up with some difficulty.

Although Doraemon looks short, he actually weighs an astonishing .kg.

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

It's all Xiaomi's fault for running around.

Doraemon rubbed his aching head and couldn't help but complain softly.

It's entirely because you didn't pay attention to your feet.

The corner of Beihara Hao's mouth twitched slightly, thinking in his heart.

Here, this is the high-end cat food you want. Go and help Xiaomi get it.

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

Okay~

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

Don't run around in the living room from now on, otherwise you will be easily injured——

Doraemon felt the pain on his head and couldn't help but sigh.

Meow!

Xiaomi half-squinted her blue eyes and nodded, then rubbed her face affectionately.

It's very itchy, Xiaomi.

Meow~

————

In the living room.

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

The aroma of wagyu and slightly spicy food was wafting around. Doraemon had already prepared bowls and chopsticks and was standing by the pot.

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

“As expected, it’s easier to make Wagyu hot pot.”

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

With the blessing of his [Culinary Skills LV], no matter what food he makes, it will not taste bad.

Ding dong~

There was a light buzz from the phone.

Er Nai sent it here.

After looking at the message on the screen, Kitahara Hao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Nakano Nino: Good evening~ How are you doing today?

How was your day?

Beihara thought for a while and then replied.

Kitahara Hajime: It's not bad, I just solved a murder case in the afternoon.

Nakano Nino: ...You are not talking about the case at the Yoneka Art Museum, are you? Why do you feel that you have encountered a lot of murder cases recently?

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

Kitahara Hajime: Maybe it's because a certain god of death is wandering around Yoneka Town. By the way, how was your exam today?

Kitahara remembered that Nino told him that there would be an exam today, and if his test scores dropped, he would be forced to find a tutor.

At that time, he also recommended Xiao Dora.

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

Nakano Nino: When the time comes, I'll have to ask Xiaoduo~ Remember to tell me, we will help him buy Dorayaki.

Seeing the news coming from behind Nakano Nino, Kitahara Hao subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Doraemon.

Hazy, what's wrong?

Noticing his gaze, Doraemon held the chopsticks in his hands and asked with some confusion.

Little Doraemon, are you interested in becoming a tutor?

Beihara Hao said with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

private teacher?

Doraemon blinked and looked a little confused.

Since little Doraemon comes from the 22nd century and is a child-rearing robot, it should be okay to guide high school students in their studies, right?

Beitahara asked thoughtfully.

That's fine, but wouldn't it be good to let a childcare robot be the tutor?

Doraemon scratched his ears and said hesitantly.

Don't worry, I've already made an agreement with Nino, they won't mind at all.

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

As for the father of the Nakano quintuplets, it was Nino and the others who had to convince him.

So the person you want to teach is Nino?

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

It is still very familiar with Nakano Nino, after all, she can be seen at the door of the house every weekend.

To be precise, they are the quintuplets of the Nakano family. You are responsible for teaching the five of them.

Nino also said that I will buy Dorayaki to reward you every day.

Kitahara Hao pointed to the chat history on his phone and said.

Dorayaki!

Upon hearing these three words, Doraemon immediately became energetic.

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

It's really easy to be bribed.

Looking at the energetic Doraemon, Kitahara Hao couldn't help but laugh.

————

After dinner.

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

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

Just when he was chatting with Nino, Kitahara Hajime discovered that there were some messages sent by other people.

That was Kasumigaoka Shiu asking him about the character design of the light novel.

Kitahara thought carefully about the information about Kuroba Kaito, and then typed a reply.

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

It must be interesting.

And on the other side.

Buzzing~

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone made Kasumigaoka Shiyu stop typing her slender fingers rapidly on the keyboard.

Her ruby-like eyes gently glanced at the sender of the message.

Kitahara Hajime!

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

Finally he replied to my message.

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

As a light novel writer who specializes in romance, Kasumigaoka Shiu firmly believes in one truth.