Inhuman Vest Alliance

The first day we met.

You took me to eat watermelon and dorayaki, and dragged me from the small closet to the soft bed in the middle of the night.

You said, we have our own way of getting along.

The next day we went to the amusement park.

The ice cream and crepes are delicious, and the rides are very interesting... You are obviously tired after a whole day, but it still satisfies my willful desire to play on the swings.

……

"Zhenping, thank you."

At this moment, Ehara Katsuhiko decided that he could die for Matsuda Jinpei.

The robot cat sat on the swing with its head down.The ropes of the swing flicked, were thrown high, and were blown by the wind into the strong sunset light.

Swinging the swing mechanically, his head jolted little by little, and his sleepy spirit cleared up for a moment.

"Why do you say that all of a sudden." Zhenping, who is a child himself, scratched his head, "Children are really troublesome...you just have to play happily when you are playing."

Obviously he is only a child, but maybe it is because of the child, Matsuda Jinpei has a very keen insight into emotions.

While he was sleepy, he walked side by side with the Doraemon on the long street. In the thick and brilliant golden red, they were dragged into the long shadows.

Matsuda Jinpei kept yawning while resting his palm on the doraemon's head.

"I'm not tired, so don't think too much." The child said: "Well, although I'm a little sleepy now, it's fun to play together... right!"

"Yeah!" Doraemon's eyes sparkled, "Me too! I feel very happy!"

Because I am very happy, I feel like this is not bad.

The doraemon's Yuanyuan walks through the dusk holding the curly-haired child by the hand, and returns to her home in the dimly lit street.

Katsuhiko used the bamboo dragonfly to fly back to Matsuda Jinpei's room first, and then heard his protracted "I'm back" sounded downstairs.

Today's dinner is slightly spicy curry rice.

After the meal, Jinping also gave Katsuhiko Omen his share of jelly.

"How about it, is the melon flavor delicious?" The human child kept looking at the doraemon with kind to weird eyes.

"Delicious." Katsuhiko first answered sincerely about the taste of the snacks, "But then again, do you think I'm your grandson's grandson's grandson? I'm just a robot cat, not Shota."

"But you are grandson's cat?" Zhen Ping said confidently, "So there is no difference."

Katsuhiko tried to struggle: "No..."

"Zhenping—" Mrs. Matsuda's voice came from downstairs.

"School is about to start soon, remember to make up your homework."

It seems that it was just mentioned casually, and there was no follow-up.

The Matsuda family, which basically adopts stock-raising measures, is just a reminder of the maximum degree of pressure on children's schoolwork, and this point will not change at all in the future after a thousand years.

——However, since you say that.

"Didn't you do your homework?" Shengyan Omeng was successfully distracted by the information in his mother's words.

"I'm sleepy." Matsuda was silent for a while, and climbed onto the bed expressionlessly. After lying flat, he turned over with difficulty and patted the position beside him, "Sleep, Doraemon."

"good night!"

After finishing speaking, I fell asleep in seconds.

At such a high speed, O Meng was speechless for a while facing Zhenping's slightly curly hair. He looked at the child's sleeping face, and sighed slightly at the silhouette that rose and fell with his breathing.

"Although I feel that you are avoiding homework... lah." Yuanyuan rubbed Zhenping's curly hair with her hands, "But I'm already very tired today. Thank you for your hard work. Good night."

From the point of view of body function, in fact, the machine does not need to sleep, but it can self-regulate whether to enter the sleep mode, and in order to maximize the pursuit of simulation, the usual sleep mode will show the state of 'sleep'.

But now, faced with the prompt of "whether to enter a dormant state" prompted by the body, Shengyan chose to deny it without thinking.

The doraemon squatted on the edge of the bed, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and after thinking about it, Katsuhiko walked over and drew the curtains.Behind him was the sleeping Matsuda Jinpei... He crept across the bed and walked to the corner of the table.

Corresponding to the human body...

It should be the position of the first spine under the neck, which is the energy receiving port of this model series of Doraemons.

Katsuhiko took out the universal energy conversion line in his four-dimensional pocket, and connected it to the power supply on the wall... Everything was done while the child named Matsuda Jinpei was sleeping.

The shallow moonlight passed through the gaps in the curtains, projecting slightly on Katsuhiko Omeng's Yuanyuan hands, dyeing the white paint on the hands into moon blue.

— [You are about to disappear]

The electronic sound of the system without ups and downs suddenly sounded in my mind.

Katsuhiko is used to it, the appearance of the robot cat is slightly closed, and he talks to it telepathically.

He said, "I know."

The electrical energy is continuously charged into the body of the robot cat through the universal conversion cable, and Katsuhiko can feel the flow of energy between them—but it’s just a drop in the bucket.

It does not refer to the shell as a doraemon, but the deeper part that cannot be filled.

This sense of discontinuity is very subtle.

Just like the 'flesh/body' is always physically energetic, but the soul and spirit are extremely weak.

"It feels like I'm about to stay up late and die suddenly, but I can't fall asleep anyway." Katsuhiko confided to himself, saying strange metaphors.

The illusion that the power will be cut off at any time... It is not impossible even if it happens in the next moment.

The forever 16-year-old boy began to fantasize wildly, and began to put some strange cases and metaphors on his current state.

—like magical girls and soul gems.

Or whoever kills the dragon will become a dragon... Katsuhiko thought of a story he had read in an old newspaper a long time ago.

The father who was traveling with his daughter, because of the shaking of the ship while peeling apples, pierced his heart with a knife, but he didn't really die until he reached the destination and saw his daughter jumping ashore into her mother's arms.

"System, how much time do I have?" Sheng Yan asked.

system:[……]

The system responds with silence.

Sheng Yan didn't care, because the so-called system was only himself, he just asked a question he knew well.

Rather than thinking about this kind of thing, it is better to think about Matsuda Jinpei who will face a miracle with a pen tomorrow.

It is more interesting to watch children who are catching up with their homework at the end of the holiday than thinking about things that have already been doomed. Happiness is lighter than heaviness.

Maybe it will disappear, so I have to accompany you in the last time.

I can't see them for the next 18 years, and it's a pity that I can't wait for them to become excellent police officers, but that's something I can't help.

Instead of wasting time, do something to become a more useful version of yourself.

A tiny electric current passed through the back of the Doraemon's neck.

To this day...

Katsuhiko Jiang Yuan finally understood some details about the vest selection, which is not random and has no probability.

It's just a game of self-setting, but in fact, the choice is the most suitable identity determined by the instinct of loyalty to the subconscious from beginning to end.

It was not until recently that Ehara Katsuhiko realized the rules of the vest lottery.

At the beginning of death, due to the massive influx of information, Ehara Katsuhiko met the girl god named Kame Madoka after suffering omniscience and omnipotence.

When he saw the lives of the girls, he felt that it would be fine if the Chubby they met was not that kind of thing, and it would be great if it was the direction of the orthodox magical girl drama... With this idea, he ended up turning himself into Kewpie stuff.

But fortunately, nothing terribly wrong has been done, so this is probably not a bad result.

——After Kewpie, there is Patamon.

At the end of 'Bitter Summer', Xia Youjie, who learned that all the world lines have ended, classified 'Gangwon' as the incarnation of hope.

And in the world of Digimon, the badge of the child who partnered with Patamon is hope.

after that.Junpei said that he knew the reason why he was able to live safely and stood there.

Because of doctors, because of policemen, because of conjurers.

In addition, I saw Matsuda Jinpei in Shinjuku, and also saw the future of five outstanding and young policemen.

and so……

Katsuhiko Ehara, who is forever 16 years old, has become a robot cat from the future.

A boy named Ehara Katsuhiko.

He regards everything in this world as extremely important, except himself.

Children who think they are useless, after realizing that they have become useful and even omnipotent, choose to abandon themselves in the whole world, and always firmly choose people other than themselves.

Trees, the sun; butterflies, wild bees.

Young people, old life, passing time...an ideal like a clear spring.

Everyone who is looking at 'Katsuhiko Ehara'.

[I love you all]

Willing to fight for 'you'.

If you win, you will have everything, if you lose, you will die for you.

Until the end of the individual named 'Katsuhiko Ehara' comes, nothing can make you die, or have nothing.

Electricity flows through the universal conversion line into the core of the future Doraemon.

He quietly stored energy, closed his eyes and entered a dormant state.

In the night between.

Matsuda Jinpei, who ran wildly during the day, woke up once in a daze. After he didn't touch the doraemon, he subconsciously looked up.

After seeing the charging robot cat in the corner, I went back to sleep with peace of mind.

"Doraemon?"

"Well, I'm here." Doraemon replied in the corner.

In every child's childhood, there is a fantasy of a robot cat. He comes from the future and chooses ordinary and imperfect children.

Then go through the ridiculous daily life together, and then become a better you and me.

Eight-year-old Jinpei Matsuda had a dream.

In the dream, there was a bamboo dragonfly on his head, flying in the sky with a slight whirling sound.

Clouds flowed between his fingers.

——It was bright daylight.

"Good morning!"

With a 'crash', the curtain was pulled open by the robot cat, and the arc of the curtain flying was like a replica of the one that flew up in the hands of Matsuda Jinpei yesterday.

After sitting up from the bed in a daze, Matsuda Jinpei heard the devil whisper from the Doraemon:

"Isn't it time to do homework today! Matsuda Jinpei!"