Wrong, my team members are from daily life

The skill of the King of Time and Space is not just a casual one. You know, most of Xia Jia’s small treasury is hidden in the dark plane. This is equivalent to Xia Jia giving himself the key to his family fortune!

Although Shaga can still be used at will.

But it's not necessarily the case for others. As long as you don't open the permission, the inventory effect of the dark plane will be invalid.

This is not a matter of skill!

This is the "authority of the queen"!

Just as Makise Kurisu was flattered, Natsuda waved his hand:

"Stop talking about it. Just like you said, we are not related in any way. Don't make it so clear!"

Hearing the familiar words, Makise Kurisu was stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and bit her lips lightly.

"Uh...what's wrong? Isn't that what you just said?"

Before Xia Jia could say anything, his cheek was attacked by a wet and soft touch.

"Ah!" Yui spread her five fingers and covered her eyes. But her round eyeballs could be seen clearly through her fingers.

"what……"

"Idiot! What is our relationship? Can you explain it clearly?"

"What, the relationship between gods and demons?" Xia Da asked back with his tongue sticking out.

Makise Kurisu glared at Shaka and saw that he seemed to be really stunned. After muttering "Baka" several times, she attacked again.

At the moment their lips were about to touch, a black light flashed across the space, instantly swallowing up the two of them.

Yui screamed and jumped up: "Despicable assistant mother! She turned off the lights!"

……

Inside the void cage.

Makise Kurisu and Natsuka sat opposite each other, and a crystal line flashed by.

Makise Kurisu pressed her forehead against Shaka's and whispered in his ear: "Now, what do you think of our relationship?"

"Do you like me? When?" Xia Jia blinked.

"I like it, what's wrong with that? Is that not okay?!" Makise Kurisu blushed and said coquettishly, then changed her expression: "Don't answer a question with a question."

After saying this, Makise Kurisu asked herself the same question.

When exactly is it?

Since when did I start to like this boy who is several years younger than me?

Was it gratitude for exposing his father's conspiracy? Or was it the constant instigation of his future self?

Or is it that time and again, when encountering difficulties, the other party subconsciously comes to flatter you, and loses himself in the words of "the assistant is awesome" and "it's worthy of being Doraemon"?

But feelings are something that comes from nowhere.

She knew very well that most of the reason was probably due to self-attack, which made Makise Kurisu very ashamed.

Damn it, I hate you, myself one year later.

As the assistant once again immersed himself in a hundred crusades against his future self, the red lips were attacked again.

She suddenly widened her eyes and intertwined with the emerald eyes that were so close to her. Those were a pair of firm yet gentle eyes that made her feel that the other person was relying on her without saying anything.

She closed her eyes and quietly sank into the sea of ​​flowers woven by hormones.

Russian qing.

Xia Jia's whisper rang in my ears:

"You are the most important person to me. No matter when, as long as I think of you, I feel at ease. You know I am not a very smart person. I don't understand things like general relativity and quantum mechanics. But when I think of you, I can put my mind at ease and do what I like..."

Their cheeks were pressed against each other's and their noses were filled with pheromones.

There are my own and also Shaga’s.

Xia Jia's voice came again, but his tone was filled with expectation, uneasiness, and a hint of loss:

"Our relationship... I thought about it for a long time, and in the end, this is the only option..."

He took a breath and asked in a concentrated tone, "Makise Kurisu, are you willing to be Nobita's Doraemon?"

Makise Kurisu was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a moment.

"Don't joke around now... I told you not to call me Dana. I'm shy too..."

Halfway through her speech, Makise Kurisu realized that she was not talking about Doraemon this time.

"I'm sorry, I still want to rely on you. Am I being a loser for saying that..." Xia Jia's eyes revealed disappointment.

Makise Kurisu reacted and pulled Xia Jia's forehead into her arms again, caressing Xia Jia:

"No. Doraemon will never dislike Nobita. No matter what time it is, Xiaojia just needs to be like Nobita, crying and shouting "Doraemon, save me" in my arms uselessly."

As if she remembered something funny, Makise Kurisu chuckled, then raised her nose and said proudly:

"When the time comes, I will definitely be able to take out all kinds of props from my treasure bag that you have never seen before, so that you can show off in front of your friends!"

Xia Jia also smiled: "When the time comes, I will definitely say that it is great to have Doraemon!"

"Hahaha……"

The two of them smiled with relief, like squirrels who had stolen pine cones.

Makise Kurisu also had some lingering feelings, and teased, "Then...whenever you have a quarrel with Ryu-san, Yuuki, and Yunyun, come to me, okay? I'll make you an axe that won't kill you even if you chop ten thousand times."

"Ah? This..." Xia Jia broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Hehe, you feel guilty. So, if this were Steins;Gate, which side would you choose?"

Xia Jia turned his head and said: "Well, you know I don't have a good brain, I just have muscles. Can I ask Doraemon when the time comes?"

Makise Kurisu chuckled and then laughed: "This is not a scientific question, is it?"

Xia Jia stiffened his neck and said, "Who, who said it's not true! Emotions are all chemical reactions between hormones and corpora cavernosa. Maybe it also involves brain nerves and dark energy... Anyway... Anyway! There must be a connection!"

"Idiot~~" Makise Kurisu poked Natsuka's face: "This should be my line."

Seeing that Natsuka blushed for the first time, Makise Kurisu showed a playful smile: "Is it really okay for you to come to me? Maybe I will let you let go of everyone and travel with me to the future. In the future, everyone will die, and only we will be alive."

Xia Jia was stunned and asked back: "By the way, I haven't asked you before, do you know about our current relationship in the future?"

"Eh?!"

"If we confirm our relationship now, will D-Na be able to..."

Suddenly, Makise Kurisu covered Natsuka's mouth: "No... don't say it!"

Seeing this reaction, Xia Jia's eyes curved into crescents...

"Idiot! Don't make any associations! I, I won't admit it! Xia Baobao or something like that! I won't admit that I'm envious!"

"Hey! Baby?!"

"!!!" Makise Kurisu blushed: "Nothing! You heard it wrong!"

Xia Jia said seriously: "Dora D Na, I want to eat Dorayaki."

"Well!"

Chapter 676 Dorayaki

The next day.

An ordinary day in Tempest arrived.

Xia Jia stretched lazily and greeted the beautiful morning light.

He rubbed his old waist, thinking back to the time when he experienced the Dorayaki that Nobita took out of Doraemon's pocket last night.

He only remembered that Nobita, as usual, shouted "Please Doraemon" and "Help me Doraemon" under Doraemon's reluctant refusal, and got into the four-dimensional pocket and stole the Dorayaki and props that she had treasured for eighteen years.

Doraemon could only sigh helplessly and keep admonishing, "Slow down, it's dangerous." while running after Nobita.

Nobita stopped showing off with Doraemon's props and asked "Siguo Yiga" in a boastful manner.

Doraemon said unhappily, "Stop messing around, Nobita. Give me back my props."

Nobita had no choice but to put the props back into his four-dimensional pocket.

Instead, another tower of Dorayaki came out of Doraemon's pocket. Doraemon was not happy and pestered Nobita to return the Dorayaki.

……

The story is repeating itself here, over and over again...

"Tsk, why am I obsessed with such a boring story??"

"At least it has to be about constantly going in and out of the Gulliver's Tunnel. Only then will that kind of unit story be worth recording."

However, thinking of Dorayaki, Xia Jia, who happened to be passing by the kitchen, borrowed some ingredients and made a basket of Dorayaki for Doraemon personally, as compensation for snatching the limited edition last night.

While waiting for the Dorayaki to be finished, Shaka asked about Rimuru's whereabouts.

"Rimuru-sama is currently expanding the city. He said he has borrowed some very good abilities and needs to complete it before returning it."

"Oh?" Xia Jia understood: "Then please tell Rimuru that the time is almost up. We will probably leave tomorrow. Please make some preparations."

It should be because he took away the power of fantasy composition yesterday, so he expanded Tempest while he was still in this world.

When he just went out, he had seen a huge castle rising up on the east side of the city. It would not take too long to cover the entire city-state.

I returned to the room with the prepared Dorayaki.

As soon as he opened the door, a perfect figure appeared before Xia Jia's eyes without reservation.

A vermilion waterfall covered with dewdrops flows down the river and finally merges into the valley. Its jade-like skin sparkles brightly under the reflection of the sun.

Makise Kurisu held a rubber band in her mouth and tied her hair into a simple ponytail. She noticed something and turned sideways, revealing her curves under her pajamas in the sunlight.

The assistant is not a very wealthy type, but he has nice figures. He is neither bloated nor thin. He is the type who is very comfortable.

Youlan's eyes swept over, and the boy's dull and silly look was reflected in her pupils.

"Um, Doraemon, I want to eat Dorayaki again."

The girl's cheeks were visibly flushed. "What kind of joke are you joking about so early in the morning?"

Xia Jia came over, hugged the assistant from behind, raised the bag in his hand and said:

"I'm not kidding. I made the Dorayaki myself. It's fresh out of the pan. Doesn't it look appetizing?"

Ignoring Natsuka's poor excuse, Makise Kurisu rolled her eyes and said, "If you didn't use the hilt of your sword against me, maybe I would believe you a little more."

"Ahem, sorry. The scar on the back is a shame for a swordsman." After explaining, Xia Jia asked his assistant to turn around, holding his hand and acting coquettishly:

"Please, Doraemon. Please, please! You're the best. Come eat Dorayaki with me."

"No, it just won't work."

"Hey, let's go together."

Seeing Xia Jia acting so shamelessly and coquettishly is a temptation that no sister character can resist.

I ask, which sister would hate a little puppy who loves to act like a spoiled brat? Wouldn't she want to hold him in her arms and rub his head angrily?

So, Makise Kurisu followed her own desire, held down Natsuka's head, and rubbed it randomly. After Natsuka's hair was completely messed up, she blushed and breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction:

"No means no!"

Xia Jia put his hands on his waist angrily, while fixing his hair, muttering: "You are becoming more and more like Doraemon. If you don't want to eat, then don't eat. I will eat it myself."

As he said this, he took out a Dorayaki from his pocket and took a big bite, as if he was venting his anger on someone.

Staring at the Dorayaki he had taken a big bite of and the red bean paste flowing out from the inside, Xia Jia subconsciously wanted to lick the filling that was about to drip onto his hands.

In an instant, a strong wind came, and the Dorayaki in his hand disappeared.

Makise Kurisu angrily finished her Dorayaki in a few bites, and glared at Shaka with a red face:

"No licking!"

"Eh? But if you don't lick it, the red bean paste will drip onto your hands!"

As if recalling something, Makise Kurisu raised her voice, "Anyway~!! You are not allowed to lick it! It's too weird!"