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Chapter 5 Sweet Taro Milk Tea

Back at the milk tea shop, Huang Musong held Doro in his arms and placed it on the child seat.

The rain started suddenly, and many passersby who didn't have umbrellas took shelter in the milk tea shop.

This led to a surge in the number of customers in the store.

There are no seats in the store.

Doro, a stray dog, is always dirty, so you can't exactly put him on the dining table, can you? Other customers might mind if they don't like Doro. But sitting in a child seat is both safe and comfortable, making it a perfect fit for Doro, who is a pet.

After finding a comfortable position to sit down, Doro's clear, big eyes were still silently watching Huang Musong.

But just as it was about to speak, it was interrupted by a sudden sneeze and flinched slightly.

"Ah... Achoo~"

Two glistening strands of snot hung on Doro's lips.

Seeing this, Huang Musong

They didn't dislike or care about Doraemon at all.

He brought some toilet paper and wiped it clean.

While wiping her nose, she smoothed down Doraemon's bangs.

Glug!

A pink ahoge (cowlick) sticks up from the top of Doraemon's head.

Looks a bit silly.

As Huang Musong took care of her, Duoluo began to feel the chill in her body gradually fade, and she felt so comfortable that she wanted to curl up in the chair and fall asleep.

No, no...

It's dangerous outside in the city at night if you don't go back to your accommodation.

The deep-seated sense of crisis instantly dispelled Doraemon's drowsiness.

Silently watching Huang Musong throw away the tissue, Duo Luo's attention was gradually drawn to the nearly empty milk tea cup in front of him.

What's in the cup?

It smells so good!

However, although it smells nice, its color is quite strange.

It looks a bit like a mixed liquid made from rotting garbage...

Doro spends its days scavenging for trash and has never had the chance to taste anything good. Therefore, the only things it can associate with right now are trash.

The rotten soup and the brownish milk tea look quite similar in color.

It's not surprising that Doraemon would make wild associations.

Turning around, Huang Musong noticed that Duoluo was staring at the milk tea cup with great curiosity, looking like a complete naive and innocent person who had never seen the world before.

He immediately purchased the milk tea he had ordered but had not yet paid for.

"Is Number 927 there?"

"Your taro milk tea is ready."

The staff at the milk tea shop serve drinks incredibly fast, completing the process in just a few seconds.

Huang Musong quickly took it.

Place it in front of Doraemon.

It was suggested that it drink a few sips while it was still hot to warm its stomach.

Perhaps it's because I ate too much for dinner and I'm feeling drowsy.

Doro looks a bit listless now.

It's also possible that Doraemon's sleep schedule is typical, as he goes to sleep at sunset.

Facing the milk tea, Doro couldn't help but yawn; the already warm and comfortable feeling made it even sleepier.

—It's not time to sleep yet!

Doro thought this to himself.

Although I don't know what milk tea is, it was a person (Huang Musong) who put it in front of me.

No one would ever harm me!

Doro perked up, carefully held the paper cup, and took a small sip through the straw.

Slurp~

A small sip of warm milk tea goes down my throat.

"It's so sweet!"

Doraemon couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Its big, round eyes gleamed with light, as if it had discovered a new continent.

Doro looked up at Huang Musong with a puzzled expression.

It had never had milk tea before; this was its first time, which made it incomprehensible.

How could there be such a sweet and warm drink in the world?

Seeing Doraemon's inquisitive look, Huang Musong was almost melted by its cuteness, and couldn't help but smile.

"This is called milk tea."

Huang Musong explained with a smile, "First, the tea leaves are steeped to make tea, then milk is added to brew it, and finally taro paste, tapioca pearls, and sugar are added. It's delicious and not too expensive. It's very cost-effective!"

He specifically emphasized that the milk tea was cheap because he didn't want Doraemon to have any concerns.

After all, a cup of milk tea costs 8 yuan.

For people with regular jobs, it's not worth mentioning.

For Doraemon, that would be an astronomical price.

If he collects bottles to sell for money, with Doro's abilities, it would probably take him several days to save up 8 yuan.

However, Doro is a bit clumsy and doesn't have much of a mind, so it hasn't thought about the price yet.

Its focus is on the raw materials of milk tea, which actually contain silt.

what……

The mud in the ditch was filthy!

Can that kind of thing be eaten?

Doro frowned, pouted, and her expression became strained.

It didn't know that taro paste was actually made from taro.

Taro paste, a homophone for mud, was misinterpreted.

Always thinking of the silt in the stinking ditch, Doraemon hurriedly shook his head, trying to shake the image out of his mind.

Sigh!

Why do I always think of mud?

Unable to stop her thoughts, Duo Luo took another sip of milk tea, intending to use the sweet taste to cover up her chaotic thoughts.

Doro closed his eyes tightly, sucking on the straw, muttering as he drank his milk tea, "Humans, you're weird. Why do you like drinking mud? The mud in the ditch smells terrible, yet you can make something so delicious from it. Humans are truly amazing creatures!"

Doraemon praised him from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, Huang Musong is wiping the rainwater off his hair with toilet paper.

He was stunned and speechless after hearing what Duoluo said.

Taro paste, mud.

I never expected that Doraemon would misunderstand!

"No. I'm talking about taro paste, which is made by mashing taro into a paste and then making it into a paste-like food," Huang Musong explained in the simplest possible way.

"Taro?" Doraemon was even more curious after hearing this.

It had never seen taro before.

The novelty of the unknown sparked a strong interest in Doraemon.

but!

Before it could get to the bottom of things about taro with Huang Musong,

Suddenly, Doraemon realized something.

Oops……

It's raining so hard outside!

What should I do about my little apartment?

That's where all the things I've collected from last week to today are kept. It would be a real problem if they all got washed away by the rain.

Doraemon became anxious at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"people..."

"Can you take me home now?"

"I'm worried that my belongings will be washed away by the rain."

Loosen the milk tea cup, Doraemon opened his eyes wide, and pleaded earnestly.

It was pouring rain outside, the heaviest part of the downpour, and Huang Musong didn't want to go out and brave the wind and rain.

But this is Doraemon's request!

Huang Musong couldn't bear to see the disappointed look on Doraemon's face after he rejected her.

So he nodded and stuffed the plastic bag into his collar.

The bag contained a few oranges that I had just bought.

Put the oranges away carefully.

Huang Musong immediately stood up.

He also stuffed Doraemon into his collar.

There are several tens of meters between the milk tea shop and the convenience store.

Before Duoluo could react, Huang Musong led Duoluo out of the milk tea shop and quickly went to a convenience store to buy raincoats.

In heavy rain, umbrellas are not very useful; you must wear a raincoat.

Donning a raincoat, Huang Musong continued to hold Duoluo, following its guidance to the overpass a kilometer away.

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Traffic flows over the viaduct, while below lies a dark, gloomy underpass.

After being washed by torrential rain, the rainwater mixed with mud on the bridge surface and road turned the bridge arch into a dirty water curtain cave.

It was dirty, smelly, and filled with a fishy odor.

Huang Musong's head immediately started to ache from the fumes.

Peeking out of the raincoat, Doro saw a disgusting expression on people's faces and quickly lowered his head in embarrassment.

Hehe~.

It didn't know what to say to apologize.

Doraemon could only laugh foolishly to express his apology.

Upon seeing this, Huang Musong felt immediately guilty. "I shouldn't have shown that look of disgust. I accidentally made Duoluo feel inferior."

Doro is weak!

It's remarkable that it can survive alone in a human city.

If the underpass is not dirty or smelly, and the odor is not strong enough, wouldn't it become a gathering place for stray dogs and cats?

Only strong, pungent odors can repel stray cats and dogs.

Doro needs this to ensure safety.

Having figured out the situation, Huang Musong quickly shook his head and smiled, "Actually, don't laugh at me, but my living conditions are pretty bad, only slightly better than under the bridge. By the way! Doro, would you like to move into my house and live with me?"

Living together allows us to look after each other.

Sleeping under a bridge is too dangerous.

At the very least, the living environment in a basement is safer.

Doraemon couldn't even imagine that anyone would be willing to take it in!

Do you live with someone?

Awesome...

Doraemon was filled with anticipation.

However, it did not immediately show joy, but instead hurried to a large wad of waste paper boxes not far ahead.

The cardboard box was located in the corner of the wall under the bridge arch.

A dirty, tattered rag covered the cardboard box, hiding it in the shadows.

With practiced ease, Doraemon slipped into the shadows and "disappeared."

A few seconds later, Doraemon emerged from the shadows, his little hands tightly gripping a series of square yellow plastic packages.