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Chapter 2 Good Ending or Bad Ending

As the humans drew closer, Doraemon's unease and fear grew stronger.

The heavy footsteps of humans, like drumbeats, struck its heart.

Doro quickly and skillfully curled himself into a small ball.

It hoped that it could simply disappear into the crack in the ground.

So tall!

very scary!

Doro no longer dared to look Huang Musong in the eye.

But it was unwilling to let Runji be taken away.

That one 'Orunji' fruit was something it had saved up for several days by scrimping and saving, and then exchanged it for money from the fruit vendor.

I got my hands on the sweet and juicy Oorunji, but I couldn't bear to eat it.

If it's just taken away like this...

I'm really not willing to accept this!

However, as Huang Musong got closer, the overwhelming fear prevented Duoluo from thinking any further.

Doro hurriedly turned around, took off running, and ran into the depths of the alley in a panic.

"I'm sorry~".

"Please forgive me, oh Runji is yours."

The voice was filled with sobs.

Doro shouted as he fled in panic to avoid being beaten.

He left people with a very disheveled appearance.

Upon seeing this, Huang Musong was taken aback and muttered to himself.

Am I really that scary?

I haven't washed my hair for two days and only had a few sips of alcohol, it's not that scary.

He took out his phone.

Huang Musong opened the selfie camera.

Look at your own face.

Two days' worth of stubble left a dark bluish tinge on his chin, making his face look like a crumpled piece of paper that had been barely smoothed out. Heavy dark circles under his eyes made his forehead appear purplish.

It gives off a strong sense of the signs of decay of a celestial being!

"Oh."

Huang Musong couldn't help but laugh, his expression full of self-deprecation and a hint of bitterness.

Is this what a 24-year-old should look like?

He looked even more dejected than a 40-year-old unemployed man.

No wonder Doraemon scared himself away.

Realizing his appearance wasn't friendly enough, Huang Musong quickly smoothed his hair and yawned to force himself to look more energetic.

He still held that orange in his hand.

I looked down at the orange.

Huang Musong, who had just regained his composure, suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Doraemon is clearly a creature from the world of anime!

I, Huang Musong, am a corporate slave in the real world.

Could it be possible to establish communication with beings from the two-dimensional world...?

Is it bound to the system?

Or does it have special abilities?

A series of doubts began to arise in my mind.

never mind!

Whether it has a system or special abilities,

The most urgent task at present is to catch up with Doraemon as soon as possible.

Huang Musong believed that the orange should at least be returned to it. In any case, the orange belonged to Doraemon, and he couldn't be a robber.

Immediately afterwards, they entered the alley to search for Doraemon's whereabouts.

He quickly arrived at the depths of the alley.

The sound of wild dogs howling reached my ears.

Following the direction of the sound, Huang Musong had just rounded the corner when his left leg, which had been extended first, was bumped into by Duoluo, who was running back.

"Ouch!"

Doro covered his nose in pain.

Already panicked, it turned even paler with fright.

"Yes, I'm sorry."

"I didn't mean to, human. I, I was..."

Doraemon wanted to explain something.

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Musong offered him the orange.

It's the one that belongs to me, Runji!

They actually want to give O-Runji back to me?

The unexpected surprise left Doraemon speechless with excitement.

Similarly, Huang Musong didn't say much.

He shifted his left leg to protect Doraemon.

A few meters away, there was a spotted stray dog.

The wild dog crouched down in an attack posture, its expression fierce and menacing, ready to pounce on Doraemon at any moment.

Huang Musong recognized that this spotted stray dog was the leader of the stray dogs in the nearby neighborhood.

Stray dogs band together, forming a Paw Patrol, and frequently hunt wild cats.

Given Doraemon's size, if he were bitten by a wild dog, he would be crippled even if he didn't die.

Huang Musong instinctively tried to chase away the spotted stray dog.

however!

Just as he was about to take action,

Two completely different fragments of memory suddenly appeared in my mind:

Excerpt 1: [You helped Doro drive away the stray dogs, rescuing and protecting it. Doro will give you its Oronji, which you gladly accept. From today onwards, you and Doro become each other's best friends...]

Scene 2: [You ignored Doro being chased by stray dogs. You watched as Doro was torn to pieces, and as you left, you said, "What an unlucky day," and trampled on Doro's oranges...]

The two fragments of memory are completely different!

One is a good ending, and the other is a bad ending.

In an instant, Huang Musong realized that his decision at this moment was of paramount importance.

A good ending or a bad ending?

Huang Musong's choice was...

"roll."

The next moment, Huang Musong bent down, picked up a piece of broken brick, and yelled at the stray dog.

Stray dogs are most afraid of humans bending down to pick things up.

Upon seeing the human pick up the brick, the spotted stray dog quickly tucked its tail between its legs and retreated in fear.

They only retreated, they didn't leave.

The spotted stray dog still stared intently at Doraemon with a fierce look in its eyes.

Doro was so frightened that he dared not look up.

Hiding beside Huang Musong's left leg,

Doro gripped his trouser legs tightly with both hands.

It was afraid that the tall and mighty human beside it would abandon it.

Huang Musong had assumed the spotted stray dog would be scared away by him.

Unexpectedly, it was wild and fierce.

Upon discovering that the spotted stray dog hadn't left, Huang Musong didn't hesitate and immediately threw broken bricks at it.

Boom!

Awooo...

The spotted stray dog was hit squarely on the head.

Dogs are like fish with heads of steel, bones of iron, and waists of tofu; they wouldn't die even if a brick hit their head.

But the pain was real.

The spotted stray dog, ignoring the noise, tucked its tail between its legs and howled as it fled.

Hiding behind Huang Musong, Duoluo saw the stray dog being chased away and couldn't help but show a look of relief and admiration.

"Human! You're amazing."

Doro raised his head and looked at the tall Huang Musong, praising him sincerely.

Huang Musong was briefly stunned after hearing this.

I'm so amazing...

How long ago was the last time I heard someone praise me?

When I was in school, I couldn't keep up with other kids.

At work, I'm constantly being verbally abused by my boss.

The praise at this moment, even though it was just for chasing away a stray dog, truly filled Huang Musong with mixed feelings.

"well enough."

Huang Musong let out a long sigh of relief.

Doro didn't understand what he was feeling at the moment.

Raising her little hand, Duoluo forcefully picked up the orange and stuffed it back into Huang Musong's hand.

With a look of reluctance in his big eyes and a strained tone in his voice, Doro forced a smile and said, "Human! You saved me, so I'll give you the sweet Orunji."

After finishing speaking, fearing that Huang Musong would find it offensive, Duoluo wiped the orange peel with his sleeve.

He painstakingly peeled the orange.

Doro held the largest segment of orange high in the air.

The difference in physique between him and Huang Musong is too great.

Holding the orange aloft, Doro was worried that the person in front of it would reject its kindness out of disgust.

Faced with Doraemon's offering of food,

Huang Musong suddenly felt a soreness in his chest.

It feels like I've got sand in my eyes.

He bent down and picked up Doraemon.

Unconcerned about the other person's dirty little hands, Huang Musong put the orange in his mouth and said as he chewed, "So sweet!"

"It's sweet, isn't it? Hehe." Doraemon chuckled happily.

With its lips turned up, revealing a row of white teeth, it looked rather dull.

But before Doraemon could even stuff the second segment of orange into Huang Musong's mouth,

Its stomach suddenly rumbled.

Glug...

The feeling of hunger made Doraemon a little embarrassed.

To avoid his stomach growling and disturbing Huang Musong's mood, Duoluo cautiously asked, "Human, may I eat a small segment of orange? Just one segment, that will keep me from being hungry for a while."

As he spoke, Doro pointed to the orange and actually picked out the smallest segment.

Huang Musong didn't know what to say.

This pink-haired little guy is clearly very hungry!

The oranges belonged to it.

But it needed my permission before it dared to eat a small piece.

Poor Doraemon...

"You eat the orange first."

"I'll take you to a nearby restaurant."

After speaking, Huang Musong hugged Duoluo even tighter, as if afraid it would run away from his arms.

Having been granted permission to eat the orange, Duoluo squirmed happily. Finally, it found the most comfortable spot in Huang Musong's arms and took a small bite of the orange.

The sweet juice spreads in the mouth, stimulating the taste buds.

When Doraemon ate the orange, its pupils sparkled with joy; it was overjoyed.

……

A few minutes later.

A Shaxian snack shop located in a nearby neighborhood.

The atmosphere inside the store was lively and bustling.

Huang Musong chose a corner to sit down and let Duo Luo sit next to him.

In front of Doraemon was a whole plate of chicken leg rice, a standard combination of rice, chicken leg, braised egg, and vegetables.

Worried that Doraemon might not have enough to eat, Wong Mo-sung ordered another serving of braised duck leg.

The proprietress is bringing over the braised duck legs.

Sitting at the dining table, Doro stared blankly at the plate, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"It smells so good!"