While observing everything, I'd already learned quite a bit about the characters from the original ani.
Once that buzz-cut teacher walked into the classroom, class began.
As expected, before the lesson even started, he went straight into checking howork.
Technically, I could've skipped the assignnt since I'd been "sick" the past few days and wasn't attending class. But last night, I wanted to prove to myself—and everyone else—that I was serious about changing. So I called the teacher and asked about the howork, then sat down and finished it.
Believe it or not, that small act actually brought Mom and Doraemon to tears. They were so touched they said I'd finally grown up. Even I felt a bit embarrassed.
When the teacher ca around to , it seed like he was going to just pass over.
Not surprising— not doing howork had basically beco a routine. Even though I'd called him last night, I doubt he actually believed I'd follow through. Maybe he thought I just wanted an excuse to slack off again.
But when I opened my notebook and handed it over for him to check, he looked genuinely surprised.
"Nobita? You actually did your howork?" His voice was so loud that the whole class turned to look.
"Let's see…" he muttered as he flipped through the pages. "Wait—finished… and all correct?" His tone was a mix of shock and disbelief.
The classmates around started gathering, trying to sneak a look. I could feel my face burning.
Then the teacher walked up to the front of the class holding my notebook.
"Last night's assignnt… only Nobita completed it—and got everything right," he announced.
The classroom buzzed with chatter. Even Dekisugi looked stunned. The howork had been a bit tricky. He himself had gotten one of the final problems wrong.
"Nobita, co up here and solve the problems again on the board."
The assignnt was just so multiplication, division, and basic fraction addition and subtraction. Honestly, stuff at the elentary school level. With the education I went through in my previous life, I'd have to be possessed not to know how to do them.
I went up, and in just a few steps, re-did all the problems from last night.
When I stepped down from the platform, the whole class was frozen. Then, slowly, they began to clap.
The teacher bead. "Everyone should learn from Nobita. Even while sick, he didn't forget to study and do his howork. This is a huge improvent. Keep it up, everyone!"
Back at my seat, Shizuka turned to , smiling sweetly. "Nobita, that was amazing!"
I scratched my head, embarrassed. "Nah… I'm still nowhere near your level."
Shizuka's always been the kind of person who's genuinely happy about any small progress I make—even more than I am myself. Her cheeks were flushed pink, like little apples. Honestly, I just wanted to take a bite.
"Hmph. Don't get cocky, Nobita. It's just one howork," sneered Suneo.
"Yeah, don't act like it's a big deal," added Gian.
Of course, only those two would say sothing like that.
It's that weird kind of logic: you don't want your bro to suffer, but you really don't want him driving a luxury car either. A friend's failure is sad—but their success sohow stings more.
And suddenly, I felt this wave of nostalgia.
Back in high school and college, I used to ss around like this with my dormmates all the ti. The teasing, the laughter… it was all so familiar.
But I can't go back.
So, to honor all my single bros from my past life—I'll carry their legacy into this one and make sure my new life is smooth sailing... with a big, glorious harem.
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