Doraemon for an imperfect world

Doraemon narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll go and tell Mr. Yunyi about this good news."

After saying that, it took out the portal and leaned it on the ground. Not long after it walked in, it pulled Ji Guoyuanyi out together. When it saw Xiaoshi and the child in her arms, Ji Guoyuanyi's eyes, which had always been calm and seemed incompatible with the whole world, suddenly lit up. He walked over in disbelief and squatted down. After trying several times, he reached out and hugged Xiaoshi and the child in his arms.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiguo Yuanyi said softly, "I'm so glad that you and the child are okay."

"Thanks to Doraemon."

Xiao Shi looked tiredly at the blue figure beside her and whispered, "You have to thank them properly."

"you're welcome."

Doraemon smiled and waved his hand. "After all, I'm a childcare robot created to be friends with children. I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do."

"No, even though it may be just a small favor to you, to me they are everything I cherish in my life."

Jiguo Yuanyi bowed deeply and said very seriously, "Thank you very much!"

270

Chapter 270: Zashiki-warashi’s depression.

"Next, just press this button and you will be able to return to your original time."

Doraemon said while holding the Time Exchanger, "But is it okay to just leave like this? Aren't you going to say something to those pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps?"

"To continue to dwell on it will only add to the sorrow."

Tsugikoku Yoshiichi held his child and shook his head gently. "I am not from this era. Now that Muzan Kibutsuji is dead, there is no reason for me to stay any longer."

"OK then."

Doraemon said, "Is there anything you need to tell them? I can help."

"Then please say thank you to them for me."

Tsugikuni Yoshiichi said, "In history, I was a worthless man who failed to protect everything I cherished and failed to fulfill my mission. But thanks to you and them, and the heroes who have passed down the breathing method and the will to slay demons from generation to generation over the past five hundred years, I finally have the opportunity to defeat Muzan Kibutsuji."

"OK then."

Doraemon waved his hand gently and said, "Goodbye, Mr. Yunyi."

"Goodbye, Doraemon."

After saying goodbye to each other, Doraemon gently pressed the button in his hand, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed. The time and space that had been distorted for five hundred years suddenly returned to its original position.

"Will Mr. Jiguo return to their original era?"

Tanjiro asked, looking at the empty ground in front of him with some reluctance.

"Well, they'll get on with their lives in their own time."

Doraemon said, "Well, although it's a bit sad, it's inevitable. Perhaps it's precisely because of separation that the time we spend together becomes so precious."

"I see."

Tanjiro stood in the snow and sighed softly, "Let's go home right away. Nezuko and the others must be worried if we haven't been back for so long."

Unexpectedly, when Doraemon and Tanjiro returned home, Gyoumei Hirame was standing at the door of the Kamado family.

"Please accept it."

The tall, blind monk advised, "After the Lord disbanded the Demon Slayer Corps, he distributed severance pay to all those involved in the demon hunting work. Your son also participated in the subjugation of the Upper Two, so this is what you deserve."

"No, we can't take this."

Kamado Aoi shook her head and said, "These are really too many."

"Ha ha……"

Zashiki-warashi squatted against the wall outside the door with a look of despair on his face, drawing circles on the ground with a small wooden stick he had picked up.

"Mr. Beimingyu."

Tanjiro smiled and asked, "Why are you here?"

"Amitabha."

Gyoumei turned his head slightly and said, "Actually, the lord wanted to come here in person to thank Tsugikuni Yoriichi, but after learning that Muzan Kibutsuji had been completely killed, he was so excited that he developed some health problems. He is currently recuperating with the help of a doctor named Tamayo."

"Need my help?"

Doraemon asked.

"No need for that. After Muzan Kibutsuji's death, the curse on the lord was also lifted. All we need to do now is continue to recuperate."

"I'm glad you're okay."

Doraemon was talking when he suddenly felt Zashiki-warashi approaching with an aggrieved look on his face and gently pulling his arm. "Hmm?"

"Let me go back."

Zashiki-warashi gnashed his teeth as his eyes turned red, saying, "I quit! I can't do this anymore! I'm just an incompetent lucky monster, okay? Please let me get back into the can!"

"What happened?"

Doraemon was frightened by Zashiki-warashi's expression, which looked like someone had bullied him.

"You're a childcare robot, right?"

Zashiki-warashi asked, "What would you think if the child you were caring for was always ranked last among his peers in physical fitness, used your props to play pranks every day, and got zero points on one out of every five exams? And no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't change that?"

"Um……"

Doraemon thought seriously for a moment, "Isn't that Nobita?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of sympathy flashed in Zashiki-warashi's eyes.

She patted Doraemon's shoulder gently and said, "I see. You and I actually share the same suffering."

"Nobita isn't that hopeless after all."

Doraemon quietly defended himself, but still took out the mixed ghost can and said to Zashiki-warashi, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Oh, it's hard work, but I haven't been able to accomplish anything from the beginning to the end..."

Zashiki-warashi complained with his eyes half closed, then his entire body suddenly turned into a white dot of light and flew back into the can.

"Are you okay?"

Nezuko couldn't help but ask, "That child seems to be particularly sad."

"Well, I guess it's just that being a Zashiki-warashi and not being able to make others rich is why I feel a bit resentful."

Doraemon scratched his head and said, "I'll comfort her later."

"It's embarrassing to make that kid so upset."

Kamado Aoi said a little embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, but we still want to be down-to-earth and support ourselves."

"Well, that's quite remarkable."

Doraemon said, and once again looked at Gyoumei of Sadomasamurai, "By the way, Mr. Yunyi has returned to his own time, and he also asked me to bring a message to everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps."

After saying that, Doraemon repeated to Beiming Island Gyoumei what Yoriichi Tsugikuni said before he left.

After hearing this, Beiming Island Xingming clasped his hands together and softly chanted a Buddhist name:

"Amitabha."

After a pause, he spoke again, "To be honest, I actually have some personal requests this time. Do you remember what I told you about the last child in the temple? I need to see her in person again and find out who the monster she pointed at is."

After saying this, he bowed slightly, like an ordinary monk standing in a temple praying for enlightenment to the tall golden statue of Buddha.

"No problem at all."

Doraemon nodded and took out the Space-Time Belt without hesitation and said, "Wait a moment, Tanjiro, we will be back soon... Okay, Mr. Beiming Island, how long ago was the time and place?"

Beimingyu Xingming sighed deeply, and then talked about the time that made it difficult for him to let go.

"Okay, let's go now."

After saying that, Doraemon grabbed Gyoumei Higurashi's hand and pressed the switch, and the two of them disappeared at the same time.

Not long after, outside a small wooden house, a pink door slowly opened.

"It should be here, right?"

Doraemon walked out with Gyoumei, and immediately heard the discussion of several adults not far away:

"That kid Sayo said there were evil spirits. Could he be scared?"

"Otherwise, there are no man-eating ghosts in this world. It would be better to say that the seemingly righteous monk is the real man-eating ghost."

“It’s true that people cannot be judged by their appearance.”

"..."

271

Chapter 271: Set off on a new journey.

"They're probably talking about Sayo, right?"

Doraemon saw those people leave and then looked towards the house.

After looking around, they tiptoed to the front of the house together.

"Is the door locked? Then..."

Doraemon took out a golden ring from his pocket and stuck it on the door. "Go ahead and go in. I'll help keep an eye on anyone who comes."

Beiming Island Xingming opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it. He bent down slightly, tried hard to get through the relatively narrow penetration circle, and then looked at the child who was kneeling on the ground and crying in front of him - although he couldn't see, he could hear that familiar yet childish voice.

"Shayo..."

"teacher!"

The child who was sobbing softly seemed to have heard something incredible. He froze in place, then slowly turned around and threw himself into the arms of Beiming Island Xingming. "I'm sorry, teacher. Sayo didn't mean it. Sayo heard that you were locked up, but no matter how I explained, no one would listen."

Beiming Island Xingming gently placed his hand on Sayaka's head, feeling the familiar touch, and the last trace of obsession in his heart finally dissipated.

"That's right."

"I'm sorry, Sayo really didn't mean it. Sayo wanted to explain the ghost matter to the adults, but when Sayo turned around, the ghosts suddenly disappeared."

"It's okay, Sayo."

Beiming Island Xingming gently squatted down, hugged the child in his arms, and said with relief, "It's okay. Sayaka, whom the teacher tried his best to protect, is not a bad child. As long as I know this, I can be redeemed."

"really?"

The child raised his head, wiped his tears and asked, "Teacher, are you really willing to forgive Sayaka?"

"of course."

Beimingyu Xingming said softly. At this moment, he finally realized the great wisdom in the Buddhist scriptures that originated from the Buddha Shakyamuni - there are many types of afflictions, and self-attachment is the root that gives rise to all kinds of afflictions. If you don’t cling to the self, there will be no afflictions.

"The teacher."

Sayo looked up and asked "Can we go home now?"

"go home……"

Beiming Island Xingming paused for a moment. He naturally knew that the home the other party was referring to was the small temple, but he shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry, Sayo, I'm afraid that the teacher can't go home with you."

"why?"

Sayo asked confusedly.

"There are still many evil spirits in this world."

Beimingyu Xingming shook his head and said, "Teacher must eliminate more evil spirits to prevent the tragedy that happened to us from happening to others."

"But, but..."

"Amitabha."

Gyoumei smiled and rubbed Sayo's head. "Did the adults mention where they were going to take Sayo?"

"They said they were going to take Sayaka to live in an orphanage in the city..."

"That's good."