Chen Ze, of course, had no idea that he had been cast by Shizuka as the pri candidate for the villainous Assyrians and even blad Nobita for it, but even if Chen Ze knew, he wouldn’t have had any reaction, because the marriage between Nobita and Shizuka had basically beco a foregone conclusion, with no other possible outco.
So even if Shizuka complained about Nobita, the one who would put the wedding ring on Shizuka’s finger was definitely going to be Nobita Nobi.
After all, Nobita was soone who kept Shizuka in his heart, and even the things Shizuka said in passing were rembered by Nobita. Chen Ze felt that Shizuka marrying Nobita was definitely not a losing choice.
"Ah... this damn magic crispy rice dish, why is it so hard to make?" Chen Ze was sowhat frustrated, although he had already figured out a direction last ti, perfecting it to the point of perfection was still extrely difficult.
"So delicious~ No, no, no, how could I say it’s delicious?" Doraemon felt as if he had fallen into a state of decision-making fear.
On one hand, there was the irresistibly delicious dorayaki, and on the other hand was the Ti Patrol’s warning, but soon enough, Doraemon made his choice. He still chose the delicious dorayaki.
"I told you~ Doraemon surely likes it too; this guy always stops from coming here to eat." Nobita gloated as he placed his spoon on the plate, having finished his al.
"I’m so full, seriously, Nobita, why didn’t you tell earlier?" Suneo patted his stomach, feeling like he was the happiest person in the world just monts ago. The delicious curry pork cutlet rice was simply irresistible.
"The food was so good, I feel like singing a song! Do you guys want to hear sing?" Takeshi Goda stood up excitedly, he simply loved this restaurant too much.
Delicious lemon water, the incomparably tasty curry pork cutlet rice, plus the sweet mango mousse, and the best part was that he didn’t have to spend his own money!
Indeed, nothing beats the thrill of a free ride, whether it’s just once or all the ti.
"Sorry, custors, singing is not allowed in the restaurant," Chen Ze said with a smile as he ca out. Although he was working on the magic crispy rice dish, it didn’t an he hadn’t heard Takeshi’s singing.
In the world of Doraemon, Takeshi’s singing had always been a mystery. Although it was said to be terrible, Chen Ze felt he could tell that it was obviously the voice actor singing it deliberately that way.
Chen Ze wondered if so people had misunderstandings about unpleasant singing voices. He thought that a certain Hearthstone strear who couldn’t carry a tune to save his life sang even more catastrophically.
But Chen Ze himself certainly did not want to experience Takeshi’s singing firsthand.
"Eh? Alright then..." Takeshi looked rather dejected, and Chen Ze had to stop himself from laughing out loud.
They were, after all, elentary school students. Even if Takeshi could wallop a Doraemon many kilos his senior, he still listened to adults.
"Manager, what do you need to borrow this ti? Just so you know, there are so things I can’t lend you," Doraemon stood up, albeit reluctantly, under Nobita’s gaze.
"Well... can I borrow a Multiplying Potion from you?" Chen Ze thought of this Divine Artifact, which would double anything it dripped on every five minutes.
"Absolutely not!" Doraemon was a bit anxious. Sothing that could potentially destroy the universe was definitely not sothing he could lend to Chen Ze.
"What about the telephone booth then?" Chen Ze still wanted to borrow these Divine Artifacts to play with, even just once would be great.
"No, definitely not." Doraemon was still very stubborn, shaking his head resolutely.
Watching Doraemon and Chen Ze argue, Shizuka poked Nobita.
"Nobita, why does that uncle seem so familiar with Doraemon?" Shizuka felt that she couldn’t even na as many gadgets.
"Yeah, could it be because Doraemon showed off to the uncle the last ti you were here?" Suneo was also puzzled by this.
"I have no idea, but so gadgets don’t work in Manager Uncle’s place," Nobita recalled the incident with the All-Purpose Pass from his last visit. He couldn’t figure out why, but afterwards, Doraemon kept warning him not to co here anymore.
"So the Anywhere Door should work, right?" After trying many things and being rejected, Chen Ze thankfully brought up the Anywhere Door.
"That...well, you can use it just once," Doraemon thought about it and agreed. Although the Anywhere Door was also very powerful, it was relatively safe compared to other gadgets.
"Good, let’s use the Anywhere Door then," Chen Ze nodded; he wanted to see if his restaurant and the Anywhere Door were incompatible.
Chen Ze then watched Doraemon take out a door from his pocket and place it on the floor.
"Just say where you want to go, open the door, and you can get there," Doraemon explained earnestly.
"Okay, thank you," Chen Ze of course knew that, he even knew how Doraemon’s ears disappeared from his head.
"I want to go to the Dark Council on the negative plane," Chen Ze announced the destination he had just thought of, then pushed the door open and stepped through.
Chen Ze then saw himself stepping out from the other side of the door and found he was still in the Dream Restaurant without any change.
"..." The restaurant fell into an awkward silence.
"Eh, eh?" Doraemon walked over, puzzled, and twisted the knob.
"Is it broken?" Nobita felt that his face was on the line; it was not every day the manager wanted to use the Anywhere Door, and now it was broken.
"No, the Anywhere Door is functioning normally, let try," Doraemon shook his head, scratching his blue head with a puzzled expression.
Chen Ze then watched Doraemon ntioning various places and opening the door until, on the tenth try, sothing changed.
"Bang!" A muffled sound rang out, then the Anywhere Door turned into a pile of wood in Doraemon’s hands.
Chen Ze twitched at the corner of his mouth; the destruction of the Anywhere Door was surely related to his restaurant. After all, even Hastur and Nyarlathotep couldn’t create their own portals to enter; they always had to use the wooden door.
But he didn’t expect that the science from Doraemon would also fail. It seed his restaurant really was impenetrable.
"Cough cough, well, since it’s broken, let it be. Just make it up to next ti," Chen Ze coughed. Of course, he wasn’t going to foolishly admit that the door’s destruction had anything to do with him. Next ti, asking for so ordinary gadgets would be fine.
"I am very grateful, I will definitely fix it and bring it over next ti!" Doraemon was a bit embarrassed; he hadn’t expected the problem to be with the restaurant.
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