Doraemon for an imperfect world

Chapter 229: It is not allowed to turn evil.

what……

Mami couldn't help but take a step back, her whole body stiff and heavy as if it were filled with lead.

This child, this former witch, is actually also a magical girl?

No, the witch was transformed from a magical girl?

Those whom I had defeated and conquered...

Tomoe opened her mouth, wanting to say something but unable to speak. She could only gasp for breath, then suddenly turned her head to look at Kyubey:

"What exactly is going on?"

"As you can see, magical girls can also transform into witches when certain conditions are met."

Kyubey said calmly, without a trace of guilt or embarrassment in his tone.

"But you've never told me any of this before!"

"Because you never asked did you?"

Kyubey said matter-of-factly, "You've never asked about the question 'Will magical girls eventually become witches?', so there's no need for me to specifically mention this—and would knowing this make you happy?"

"Wait a moment!"

Doraemon stood beside Mami and questioned her, "This child is so young, and you actually want her to fight the witch?"

The child clearly looked like he was only seven or eight years old. No matter how you looked at it, sending a child of that age to a dangerous battlefield to fight against witches was really too much!

"That's her own choice."

Kyubey said as a matter of course, "I neither forced her nor tricked her. All the choices she made were of her own will. I simply responded to her wishes and signed the contract."

"It's unreasonable to discuss a contract with a child of this age!"

Doraemon said excitedly, "It's the same no matter what the reason is!"

"Xiao Zhu, it's okay."

Eh?

Doraemon turned around and saw a girl with long white hair sitting on the ground in a daze, as if she just realized what had happened.

"It was Xiaozhu's own choice to fulfill her wish, so if she encountered misfortune as a result, it was to be expected."

The girl raised her head and said very obediently, "Xiao Zhu doesn't hate anyone."

"It's not because of this kind of thing!"

Doraemon retorted, "It has nothing to do with whether you hate it or not. It's wrong to let a child be exposed to such things!"

"In other words, are we depriving children of their freedom to make choices?"

Kyubey tilted his head and asked, "That child once asked me, 'Would it be considered a bad thing if I didn't agree?' And I told her that there was no such thing. It was just that whether or not to become a magical girl should be a choice she made with her own free will. No one would force her, and there would be no punishment. Do you think this is wrong, Doraemon?"

"You are stealing the concept!"

Doraemon yelled, "Letting children who are mentally immature and have not really been exposed to society make hasty decisions that will affect their lives is wrong no matter how much you try to argue!"

"enough!"

Tomoe Mami covered her head and couldn't help but yelled, "What on earth have I done?"

She squatted on the ground in pain, covering her head with her hands. The figures of the witches who had been defeated appeared in front of her one by one. She tried not to think about it, but she began to imagine uncontrollably that those witches were once living people, girls like her, but she killed them with her own hands.

Rather than a sense of guilt, it was more like an indignant feeling like a shattered fantasy that filled her heart, constantly expanding and expanding, trampling on her rationality and her soul. The beautiful filter of saving innocent people in her memory began to fall apart, and paranoia and extreme emotions began to dominate.

Will I become like that one day? Will I hurt innocent people? Will I be defeated by a magical girl?

All this seemed like a huge cycle of despair, and she herself was just a link in it. The hero who defeated the dragon became a new dragon, and then the next naive hero became a new dragon, and the cycle continued endlessly.

"Asami?"

Doraemon looked at Mami who was squatting beside him, and saw that the gem embedded in the brim of her hat in her magical girl form was becoming turbid at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Oh no, that’s bad.

Judging from this behavior, is she about to turn into a witch?

Doraemon quickly searched in his pockets:

"It's not this can of locusts, nor this can of locusts, and certainly not this can of locusts... Ah, really, why on earth did I stockpile so many cans of locusts?—I found it, the emotional energy cylinder!"

In the battle of Randan alone, this is used to charge the Time Belt!

If the reason why a magical girl becomes a witch is because "hope" turns into "despair", then all she needs to do is temporarily remove those negative emotions!

Thinking of this, Doraemon aimed the gas cylinder at Mami.

But the turbidity of Mami's soul gem only paused for a moment, and then immediately began to expand again.

"No!"

Doraemon looked at the scale on the emotional energy tank and his eyes widened. "It's full all of a sudden?"

Isn't this child's emotional fluctuations a bit too big?

Seeing this, Sayaka asked curiously, "What is that?"

"It's a tool that can directly convert emotions into energy."

Doraemon held the gas cylinder in both hands, his eyes couldn't help but tremble slightly. "But I didn't expect Mami's emotions to be so intense that it was filled up in an instant."

Kyubey: ...

Upon hearing this, Madoka couldn't help but ask, "Then what about Mami-sister..."

"She's going to be a witch soon."

Homura Akemi stood in front of Madoka and warned her seriously, "Watch carefully and take this scene in - this is the price of being a magical girl."

"I won't let that happen!"

Doraemon said, his eyes suddenly lit up "That's right, use that - to drive away the worry hat!"

After saying that, it took out a hat that looked like a bronze bell and put it on Mami's head. It also took out a hammer and explained:

"As long as you wear this, the emotions that are causing you trouble will be manifested, and then just hit it with this hammer to drive away the trouble..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw that the hat on Mami's head was emitting violent black smoke as if a volcano was erupting, and in an instant, a huge bell tens of meters high formed above her head.

This, this size, can it really be knocked down?

230

Chapter 230: Hatcher.

Forget it, anyway, I still have to give it a try.

Thinking of this, Doraemon put on his bamboo helicopter, took the hammer and flew into the sky. He raised the hammer and struck the huge bell that was transformed from Mami's troubles. But not only did it not ring, the bell did not show any signs of shaking at all. Instead, Doraemon himself felt numb from the recoil force.

"No, no, no, please ring it quickly!"

Doraemon anxiously waved the hammer, hitting the bell everywhere, but it had no effect at all.

"No way."

Doraemon gasped, "It's completely useless to just keep hitting it like this. We have to think of a way."

"Just ring that one?"

Madoka shouted from below.

"Hmm 卍, just like ringing a bell during New Year's Day can dispel the year's troubles, as long as I ring this, Mami will be saved."

It is said that when people in the 22nd century designed this prop, they referred to the Chinese bell-ringing verse: Hearing the sound of the bell, worries are relieved; wisdom grows, Bodhi is born; leave hell, get out of the fire pit; wish to become a Buddha, and save all living beings.

"In that case, Xiaomei-san, I'm counting on you."

Madoka looked at Homura and pleaded, "I believe you are not a bad person, that's why you wanted to help Asami before, right? So I want to ask you to find a way to help ring the bell."

Madoka's pleading gaze...

Homura Akemi took a deep breath and looked away with difficulty. Without even having the time to listen to the other party's request, she nodded without thinking:

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Only after she agreed did she have time to think about what was happening.

Can worries be materialized into a clock?

She looked at Mami again. Although it was a little hard to understand, after the bell was materialized, the turbid state of Mami's soul gem was obviously curbed.

Although I don't understand what exactly happened, since it's Madoka's request, I'll do my best.

Thinking of this, Homura Akemi raised her hand calmly, and then in the shocked gazes of people including Nagisa Momoe and Doraemon, countless bazookas were lined up beside her with clear sounds.

"Appeared."

Sayaka grumbled quietly, "It's not magical at all."

"Get out of there."

Homura Akemi looked at Doraemon and warned.

"I understand, but there's no need to be so exaggerated, right?"

Doraemon was so scared that he quickly bent down and flew to Baijiang Zhu's side, hugged him in his arms, and covered the child's ears tightly. The next moment, a deafening sound exploded above his head, accompanied by the roar of artillery and the deep sound of bells. The worries instantly turned into smoke and dissipated in the wind.

Tomoe Mami took a deep breath, stood up, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds above her head, and said in a relaxed tone:

"I'm adjusted."

Although those witches might have been magical girls in the past, since they have become monsters that harm people, what they did is right. Besides, those predecessors who once fought against witches would definitely not want to turn themselves into such monsters.

Therefore, defeating the witch and recovering the seeds of lamentation actually gave his predecessors dignity after death.

——Mami Tomoe has completely gotten over her troubles.

"Is Senior Sister really okay?"

Covering her ears with her hands, Madoka excitedly ran over to Doraemon and said, "Thank you, it's all thanks to Doraemon."

At this moment, Doraemon only felt a buzzing sound echoing in his ears, and his whole body was dizzy from the shock.

Xiaoyuan came over and said, what is she saying?

"Um, Doraemon?"

"Sorry, I can't hear you clearly right now."

Doraemon waved his hand with a relaxed look on his face and said, "Just let me rest for a while."

In its arms, Baijiang Zhu, who originally looked like he had lost all hope in life, raised his head in surprise, as if he was saying something anxiously.

"Do not worry about me."

Doraemon smiled and rubbed the child's head. "Don't worry, you'll be fine in a while."

"Give this back to you."

Tomoe Mami took off her helmet and handed it to Doraemon with a relaxed look on her face. "I feel a lot more relieved all of a sudden. I really want to thank you this time."

Although he couldn't hear, Doraemon still roughly understood what the other person meant.

It nodded slightly, took the helmet and put it back into its pocket:

"You're welcome. I'm glad you're okay."

Doraemon stood up and shook his head vigorously. When the buzzing sound in his ears subsided a little, he picked up the locust cans on the ground one by one and put them back into his pocket.

It seems like I really need to clean out my pockets, otherwise it would be very dangerous to take out a bunch of unnecessary props every time at a critical moment.

Well, come to think of it, Doraemi seems to have reminded herself to clean her pockets more than once.

No, that's not the point now.

Doraemon looked at Kyubey again, stamping his feet in anger.

"What else are you hiding? How many magical girls have finally become witches?"

"Wait a minute, Doraemon."

Tomoe Mami also wanted to explain on Kyubey's behalf, "It didn't mean to harm anyone. If we hadn't signed the contract, I would have died in the car accident."