Doraemon for an imperfect world

"Uh-huh."

Medusa also nodded with satisfaction, and her whole person seemed to suddenly become sunny because of her high value.

That's more or less.

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Tōsaka Tokiomi couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Earth, Earth!

Is it so expensive?

Paying such a huge price just to summon a servant, isn't the cost-effectiveness too low?

"Well, since Doraemon is from another world, it's like those two emperors each have their own galactic empire."

Matou Sakura said seriously, then looked at Doraemon as if she had thought of something. "Oh, right, Doraemon, if you want to go to another world, can you take me with you for a while?"

“It’s not impossible.”

Doraemon hesitated for a moment, "But the world over there might be a little dangerous right now, how about I take you with me next time."

"Actually, I just wanted to take refuge there."

Matou Sakura clasped her hands together awkwardly and said, "I asked my brother to buy a magic seal on the black market to do research, but for some reason it got leaked. If those magician families find out, they will definitely not let me go!"

Tōsaka Tokiomi nodded in deep agreement. Not to mention other magician families, even he had the urge to kill his own relatives for the sake of justice when he first learned about this matter - this was equivalent to digging up the ancestral graves of all magician families.

"what?"

Doraemon thought about it and realized that it knew Sakura's ideals. Moreover, considering the troubles caused by the magician families in the world inside the God's Carpet, perhaps this was a good thing in some sense.

It would be impossible for it to personally force those magician families to give up their inheritance, but Sakura is also a human who creates history, so Doraemon will not object to what she does.

"OK then."

Doraemon nodded and said, "If you just want to take refuge, you can stay in Sky Island."

"Can I invite other family and friends along as well, just in case?"

Matou Sakura asked again, "Because I'm worried that it will implicate other people."

"Yeah, no problem."

"Great! I knew Doraemon was the best to me!"

Matou Sakura couldn't help but cheer, then couldn't wait to pick up the phone, "Hello, is this Sajo-senpai?..."

"Sajo-senpai?"

Doraemon asked Medusa curiously, "Is she Sakura's friend?"

Medusa walked to the side and turned on the TV, then pointed at it and said, "Here, this is it."

Doraemon looked towards the TV and saw an advertisement playing on it - a red-haired boy was running and jumping hard in the sunset, trying to climb over the high jump bar. Although he failed again and again, he never gave up. His unremitting perseverance even attracted the attention of the people outside the house. Finally, after failing several times, the boy succeeded in climbing over the bar. Looking at this scene, Doraemon felt inexplicably moved.

Then, the red-haired boy picked up a bottle of medical spray and introduced it with a sunny face:

"Dora Medical Spray, a must-have healing medicine for every family!"

"Sakura's brother Shinji discovered his talent for advertising a few years ago, so he had Yazuru sign him as a commercial artist. Now, he's basically the face of all Matou products. He's been doing high jumps for several years now, and the audience loves it."

Medusa introduced, "By the way, most of these products are named after you."

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Chapter 336: The contestants are all here.

Not long after, Matou Sakura's brother and two uncles, Emiya Kiritsugu, Airi, Illya, Tosaka Aoi, and the red-haired Sajo Shirou all arrived here.

As soon as he saw Doraemon, he immediately showed a look of surprise:

"It's you! The robot from the future!"

Doraemon thought carefully about it and remembered the other person's identity - during the Fourth Holy Grail War, he was the child who saved his father who was on the verge of bankruptcy and asked for his name.

"I remember you!"

Doraemon said, "Your name is Shirou, right? I didn't expect you to become an advertising artist? That's amazing."

"Actually, I don't know why others like to watch me high jump. Maybe others would be better than me."

Shirou excitedly grabbed Doraemon's hand and said, "I have always remembered your teachings over the years. I never thought I would see you again."

He still remembers the scene when his father, who was on the verge of collapse, was stopped by Doraemon, who looked like Jizo. His family was almost falling apart at that time, but Doraemon appeared at that time, and after teaching his father a lesson for his disrespect for life, he restored the collapsed ruins, and he thus avoided the fate of his family being broken up.

After that, his father learned from his insurance colleagues and cancelled the insurance items related to natural gas pipeline explosions. Facts have proved that every outrageous industry consensus has its reason for existence. Other insurance companies did not care about natural gas explosions. It was simply because they were on the verge of bankruptcy due to the Third Holy Grail War earlier.

He has firmly remembered Doraemon's teachings, "Be a good child who can be happy for the happiness of others and sad for the misfortune of others," until now.

"Really? That's pretty impressive too."

Doraemon said a little embarrassedly, "I just did what I could."

"Alright. Let's get going."

Matou Sakura excitedly clenched her fists and said, "I'm going to completely crack the secrets of magic seals in another world and then come back to teach those arrogant magician parents a lesson!"

"Traveling to another world? Sounds like a good idea."

Emiya Kiritsugu took Illya's hand and said, "What do you think, Elly?"

"After all, we've been in Fuyuki City for a full ten years now. It's nice to go on a trip every now and then, right?"

Ellie said with a smile.

"Okay, everyone, follow me."

Doraemon said as he walked into the wormhole.

Just as Matou Sakura was about to follow, she was stopped by Si Kesi beside her:

"Please wait a moment."

She said, "You have witnessed my Lord's journey in this world, haven't you?"

Matou Sakura blinked and said, "Master? Doraemon?"

"Yes."

Sikos nodded slightly. After her body was encased in layers of metal and machinery, her initial shyness finally vanished. "I want to collect the stories He left behind, and through the paths He walked and the words He spoke, I hope to understand His thoughts and wisdom."

Matou Sakura tilted her head, then nodded, "Yeah, okay."

This person... let's just treat him as a human, is he a fanatical follower of Doraemon?

"But in return, how about you tell me Doraemon's story on your side?"

Matou Sakura asked curiously.

"Yes, a fair and reasonable deal."

Sikos nodded and said, "Since you don't have a handover port, this data board contains records of the Om Messiah's advent."

As she spoke, she took out a data board from under her clothes. Matou Sakura also noticed that when she opened her clothes, several crystal clear soap bubbles flew out from under her clothes.

"Bubble?"

"It is a holy object that has received the miracle of Om Messiah."

Si Ke Si casually explained, "There's no need to rush to tell your story. You can come to me anytime before this journey is over."

These bubbles were from the bubble gun with the rewritten machine soul logic that she had encountered when she was maintaining the weapons of the rebels on Ran Dan. She had been carrying it with her ever since then. However, after the modification, its size became too large and the bubbles it sprayed would be blocked by its own sons. Only when it moved quickly would a long trail of soap bubbles be left behind.

"Ok."

Matou Sakura nodded, put the data tablet away, and then grabbed the still bewildered Toosaka Rin and said, "Come on, sister. Let's just treat it as a vacation."

Returning to Sky Island, Matou Sakura suddenly opened her arms with some emotion, "I miss it so much. I didn't expect to be back here again."

"Long time no see, Sakura, and Rin."

Scorpio teleported over to them and waved his tentacles in amusement as he greeted them.

"Well, Scorpio sister hasn't changed at all."

Matou Sakura said.

"After all, it's only been less than a year for me."

Scorpio said, "Rin hasn't changed at all, has she?"

Toosaka Rin:???

She looked at Sakura first, then at Scorpio, but couldn't remember where she had seen this child before.

"This is my sister from that world."

After saying this, Matou Sakura explained to Tohsaka Rin, "Actually, we just met you from another world before."

Toosaka Rin: ...

Sakura's past is quite colorful.

At this moment, ripples suddenly appeared in the multiple wormholes that had been opened earlier.

Doraemon looked over there and immediately saw a little yellow head stretching out.

"Asami?"

Doraemon greeted.

"Doraemon?"

Mami first retracted her head, then she came over again, followed by the other girls. "What the hell is going on?"

"What about this?"

Doraemon explained, "It's actually like this..."

"Is there such a thing?"

Xiaoyuan couldn't help but sigh, "That's too much."

"Do you need help?"

Homura Akemi asked.

"I'd be very grateful if you would help me."

Doraemon scratched his head and said, "But I guess there's no need for you guys to have a chance to play."

"In that case, since we're also on summer vacation, why not stay here?"

Sakura Kyoko said, "If you can't help, just treat it as a trip."

"Well, come and have a good look."

Doraemon said, extending his hand to the side to welcome the arrival of several magical girls.

Then it found Brunhilde:

"Okay, everything should be fine now. Please inform the gods that we have the contestants ready."

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Chapter 337 The first showdown between man and God.

"Um..."

Yoshida Saki leaned back in her chair, stretched herself vigorously, and then looked at the drawing in front of her with satisfaction.

“Finally the painting is finished.”

She took a long breath, then squinted her eyes and looked at the cartoon she had drawn. She couldn't help but think of the most popular topic among children that her daughter had mentioned recently.

"Magical girl?"

She turned her pencil slightly, and then drew the image of a cute girl in a small skirt on the manuscript paper beside her.

If it's for my daughter, I'd draw a short magical girl comic for her and she'd be very happy, right?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile happily again.