I Also Want to Draw Comics when I Cross into a Pseudo-mother

ten minutes later.

【Stop playing, come, come. 】

Hearing the voice, Ye An casually threw the phone to the system mother and looked forward.

At some point, a door appeared out of thin air on the ground.

It wasn't the kind of portal opened by the system's mother, it was just an ordinary door that can be seen everywhere in the house.

Then, the door opened...

こんなこといいな~? (There are many dreams)

できたらいいなな~?

The moment the door opened, music started playing.

"...Eh? Does this come with BGM?!"

[Fuck this BGM, something is up! 】

あんな梦こんな梦~?

Then, a round figure appeared in front of Ye An.

Cat whiskers, blue head, red nose, a sleek head missing two ears.

"Any door!"

After raising his right hand and shouting out the name of the item, the visitor looked around suspiciously.

"Huh? Where is this?"

"..."

The scene was suddenly quiet.

After a while, Ye An's murmuring voice came.

"...Doraemon?"

[Where is my pen and paper? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! 】

No wonder the one with bgm was so familiar just now...

Ignoring the system mother who was yelling over there, after thinking about it, Ye An strode over.

"Excuse me, um, are you Doraemon?"

"Ah? I am, you know me?" Fatty Lan looked at Ye An suspiciously.

The color of excitement instantly broke through the limit and flooded onto Ye An's face

"Really? Wow? No, this touch feels a little real."

Fatty Lan looked at Ye An with a dazed expression as he pressed his hands on its head excitedly, and then began to ravage it.

It seems that what is in front of me is not a doraemon that can be seen everywhere, but an idol star or something.

"Wait, wait a minute, do we know each other?"

Noticing the strange look in his eyes, Ye An coughed twice, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and stood in front of it.

"Know, it's better to say that I know you, you must not know me."

"is that so?"

Puzzled, Fatty Lan finally gave up thinking.

By the way, are our painting styles a bit different... don't care.

"Excuse me, where is this place? And do you know what year it is?"

Fatty Lan asked with some doubts, and he was still muttering things like "Anywhere door has been having problems recently" and "It's not good".

After organizing the language, Ye An explained: "It's useless to ask the time, after all, you probably won't be able to go back through the back door now."

"What?!" Fatty Lan looked at the back door in panic: "No way! Too bad! Is any door broken?"

"Well, it's not about that door. The reason why you can't go back is because you are no longer in the original world."

Hearing this, Fatty Lan temporarily put down the arbitrary door over there, and repeated Ye An's words in doubt: "Not in the original world? What do you mean?"

"Although it's unbelievable, I still have to tell you - you have traveled through time."

After a pause, Ye An continued to add: "I don't know if that door can lead to the parallel world, but this world has its own world wall, and the "Any Door" should not be able to break through that."

After uttering such a series of compelling words, I suddenly felt a sense of refreshment in my heart...

Hearing this, the fat blue Doraemon was stunned for a moment, showing an expression of sudden realization, and said in a panic: "No! I'm not smuggling now! This is an accident. Recently, my arbitrary door seems to be broken. Yes, this kind of thing has happened several times.”

... What is smuggling?

Also, are you a habitual offender? !

[No, no, of course it's not smuggling.It was just an accident, and we will be responsible for sending you back later. 】The system girl flew over and said with a professional smile.

"That's it, thank you so much!"