Doraemon for an imperfect world

【I feel so sorry for the heroine. 】

【All drug dealers go to hell!!!】

[Has this author, Yoshida Hana, suffered some kind of psychological trauma that she could write such a cruel story?]

【Anti-drug propaganda comics...】

Yoshida Saki flipped down and suddenly found that someone had added another ending below. Although the drawing was a bit sloppy, Yoshida Saki still felt some of the other person's emotions from the lines:

In the ending he added, a man with an incomprehensible crew cut appeared in front of the public toilet, and then used some special ability - specifically, a humanoid object suddenly flew out of his body, and then in a round of punches and kicks, the heroine in the comic returned to normal.

The following sentence is added:

[Then the heroine's life gets back on track with the help of the SPW Foundation. This is the real ending! ]

Yoshida Saki stood there, looking at the dense comments and suddenly felt an indescribable warmth.

It turns out that there are people in the world other than the Devil who are willing to care about her and help her in their own way?

280

Chapter 280: Welcome the new life.

Yoshida Saki couldn't help but sit on a chair beside and read through the articles one by one. Although she had never met any of these people in real life, it still made her feel as if she had been saved.

The scope of a person's actions is her entire world. In the past, all she felt in her world was endless malice and harm, so much so that she wanted to escape, end her life, and abandon herself in a false dream. But now she suddenly felt that there are still good people in this world. Although they are scattered all over the world, they are still connected together with the comics she drew as a bridge.

Yoshida Saki's world suddenly became brighter, and even her steps to school became lighter.

After school, Yoshida Saki couldn't wait to return home:

"Master Devil! Teacher Fuji-nyan!"

Yoshida Saki excitedly held up her phone and said, "Look, there are so many comments under my comics."

“That’s really amazing.”

Doraemon leaned over to observe Yoshida Saki's phone screen and said, "I can't believe there are so many people here."

“It’s really impressive.”

Fujiniao also joined in the praise, saying, "When I first submitted my work, I mailed the drawings to the publisher, and it took a long time before I received a reply from the reader."

"Of course it wasn't as convenient back then as it is now."

Doraemon carefully read through the comments and asked, "By the way, what other comics do you want to draw next?"

“I had this idea, but I just didn’t have any inspiration.”

Yoshida Saki said distressedly, "I've been thinking about it all day, but I still don't know what kind of story I should draw."

"Is that so?"

Doraemon couldn't help but fall into deep thought, "Lack of inspiration?"

"My Lord Devil."

Yoshida Saki couldn't help but ask, "As a devil, can you tell me someone else's story?"

"Yeah, okay."

Doraemon thought for a moment, "Oh, I mentioned before that Dorayaki came from a galactic civilization, right? Let me tell you the story of that civilization?"

"Eh?"

Yoshida Saki couldn't help but be surprised. "Could that Dorayaki really come from a space civilization?"

"To be precise, it comes from a civilization called the Human Empire."

Doraemon explained carefully, "The humans of that world once suffered a rebellion by the Iron Man. As a result, their vast civilization was isolated by intergalactic astronomical units, and their technology gradually began to degenerate. To save their civilization, a being named the Emperor emerged and used his own genes to create twenty-one Primarchs, hoping to reunite humanity under a single banner..."

Yoshida Saki was fascinated by what he heard and couldn't help but immerse himself in that dark and desperate space epic.

"and then?"

she asked.

"Then ten thousand years later, a blue robot arrived there. The local Mechanicus regarded it as the incarnation of the Om Messiah. Together with the Emperor, it brought reinforcements from the Mirror World and, through the joint efforts of everyone, eliminated the four Chaos Gods."

Yoshida Saki:? ? ?

"Isn't this... a bit too divisive?"

She couldn't help but ask, "It was clearly a dark and cruel space opera before, why did an Om Messiah suddenly appear? Isn't this a bit... that..."

Yoshida Saki struggled to form her words.

Seeing this, Fujiniao reminded from the side, "Deus Ex Machina."

"Correct."

Yoshida Saki nodded and said, "Where did that Om Messiah come from?"

Doraemon silently raised his finger and pointed at his nose.

Yoshida Saki:……

"Master Devil?"

"I'm not a devil, actually."

Doraemon explained, "I'm sorry, I called myself the devil at first because I thought you were a hopeless drug addict and wanted to scare you into quitting... My true identity is actually a cat-shaped childcare robot from the 22nd century in a parallel world."

"Machine, robot?"

Yoshida Saki's brain couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

She originally thought that what she experienced was a magical story. Although she had some guesses about Doraemon's identity, she just thought that it was more like an angel than a devil. But now she was told that the devil was actually a robot?

Isn’t this a big turn of events?

No, is it true that the technology in 2200 AD was greater than that in 4200 AD?

"Yes, it's a genuine cat-shaped childcare robot."

Doraemon said, patting his chest.

"Speaking of which, if there is really no inspiration."

Fujimiao asked in the tone of a veteran, "Why don't you think about what kind of readers you want to target first?"

"reader……"

Yoshida Saki thought seriously.

She lowered her head and couldn't help but touch her lower abdomen.

Are these the readers you want to face?

While lost in thought, Yoshida Saki raised her head and saw a lively, cute, well-behaved and sensible child standing in front of her. She turned around and saw the introverted and humble girl who was used to inferiority and self-deprecation squatting with her legs hugged behind her.

If I were to ask my future children or my past self who I would like to draw comics for, it would undoubtedly be them.

If there was someone who could accompany her past self in her growth, then she would definitely not go down that path of no return.

If there are people like herself in this world, she wants to accompany them as they grow up with her comics. Then, when her daughter comes into this world, she can proudly let her daughter look at the comics she drew and tell her that her pen name was actually prepared for her, and it was a gift from before she was born.

"Devil... No, Doraemon-sama."

Yoshida Saki asked seriously, "Can I draw a manga with you as the protagonist?"

Doraemon: "Me?"

"Ah."

Yoshida Saki nodded seriously and said, "I don't intend to add any profound morals to my work. I just think that if I had a friend like Doraemon as a child, I would have been very happy, so I want to convey such stories to others."

"Is that so?"

Doraemon couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he heard this, but he still nodded vigorously and said, "Of course, no problem!"

A comic book with myself as the protagonist... If I bring it back, Nobita and the others will definitely be very envious, right?

I decided that if Yoshida Saki's manga could be successfully published, I would definitely take a copy home as a souvenir.

"Well, that sounds like a pretty good idea."

Teacher Fuji-nyan also said, "In that case, I suggest drawing it in the format of a unit drama. In addition, it is best to have characters that people can empathize with. For example, if you have an ordinary boy as the protagonist, you can consider the girl he admires, the rich classmate who makes people envious, the bully who likes to bully others, and other supporting roles."

Doraemon nodded and added, "Yeah, just like Shizuka, Suneo, and Takeshi."

281

Chapter 281: Embrace the present.

“…This is how Nobita and I first met.”

Doraemon stood on the floor next to the desk and said to Yoshida Saki.

Yoshida Saki sat seriously at the desk, drawing her own story. The pencil slid gently in her hand. The devilish training in the Gate of Glory was quickly transformed into the effortless painting on paper.

"Is this okay?"

Yoshida Saki asked, holding up a simple draft. On it, a little boy was lying on the tatami, sighing that the weather was so good and that good things might happen.

“At this time, you can try to draw the sky outside the window.”

Teacher Fujimiao instructed.

"Ok!"

Yoshida Saki immediately threw the draft into the trash and started drawing again.

Soon, the outline of the story was drawn out. After making several revisions according to the guidance of Teacher Fuji-nyan, Yoshida Saki once again began to fill in these simple drawings without distraction.

Doraemon stood silently by the side. The only sound in the whole room was the rustling sound left by the pen tip sliding across the paper. The noise in the past memories seemed to have quietly dissipated at this moment. Only page after page of drawing paper was painted and outlined by Yoshida Saki, creating a beautiful and dreamy fairy tale.

I wish Nobita could be this serious at times.

Doraemon was holding Yoshida Saki's drawings and looking at them over and over again, and couldn't help thinking.

But considering Yoshida Saki's experience... Nobita's previous condition was actually quite good in comparison.

Well, Nobita is still a child, he doesn't need to grow up too fast.

When Yoshida Saki finished drawing the first chapter using the hand speed honed in the Gate of Glory, it was already late at night.

"How about taking a break first and then continuing painting tomorrow?"

Doraemon suggested.

"No, I'll rest tomorrow when I have class."

As Yoshida Saki spoke, she picked up another piece of drawing paper and continued drawing without stopping.

"Class time isn't for sleeping."

Doraemon complained helplessly.

"it does not matter."

Yoshida Saki said confidently, "I've carefully studied the courses within a month of the start of school in my previous life, so it's okay even if I sleep."

Doraemon: ...

It originally wanted to ask what to do about the relationship with classmates at school, but thinking of the child's past experiences, it couldn't ask - no matter what, those people did hurt Yoshida Saki, and it was a bit unreasonable to force the victim to accept the people who hurt them, even if they had not done so at this time.

To be honest, Doraemon was a little surprised that Yoshida Saki didn't want to take revenge on her classmates.

Well, forget it.

Since it was Yoshida Saki's own choice, it will be respected.

After she falls asleep, help her get some rest during the break.

Yoshida Saki, who was diligently drawing a comic, paused for a moment, then turned to look at Doraemon as if she had thought of something and said, "But it's really getting late now, Doraemon and Fuji-nyan-sensei, why don't you take a rest first."

"Well, you should rest early if you are alone."

Doraemon said as he looked at Fuji-nyanko's photo, who shook his head slightly, "As for me, I'll sleep later."

Early the next morning, Yoshida Saki couldn't wait to pack up her drawings and went to the mailbox, where she began to think deeply about which comic magazine to submit the outline to.

"How about I make a few extra copies and submit them to different magazines one by one?"