Doraemon for an imperfect world

"In that case, can you let me give it a try?" Ellie said eagerly, "I still want to see what happens if I give up the possibility of participating in the Holy Grail War."

Volume 3 Type-Moon: Chapter 154 Illya, but a magical girl

"Hmph, you're thinking of giving up?" Gilgamesh sarcastically said, "Self-knowledge is a virtue, King of Conquerors, but you're still far from it."

"Eri!" Saber also cast a disapproving look at Ellie.

"I just wanted to take a look," Ellie quickly defended. "After all, it's a rare opportunity, isn't it?"

"Yeah, that's right." Doraemon nodded. "Go ahead. Just tell us what you need into the phone."

But, having said that.

Doraemon looked at the desolate horizon in the distance with some concern, and then welcomed Ellie into the telephone booth.

Why on earth would this happen? Even the butterfly effect is a bit too exaggerated, right?

Or is it that the world before our eyes is not actually created by the telephone booth, but a real parallel world?

Doraemon stroked the outer shell of the telephone booth and thought, there is a similar possibility. Although if the function of the telephone booth is to create the world, if such a world already exists, it may be lazy and directly bring the user to the corresponding parallel world - this is how it and Nobita were brought to another magical world before.

But if this is really a parallel world that already exists, then why did it become extinct?

Even the stars were invisible.

While Doraemon was lost in thought, Ellie nervously picked up the phone and said:

"Please, I want to see what's possible if Kiritsugu and I give up the Holy Grail War."

After saying this, she waited for a moment, then put the microphone back in its place. She and Kiritsugu had wavered on similar considerations more than once, but in the end, they decided to leave Illya alone in Einzbern to participate in the Holy Grail War and attempt to use the power of the Holy Grail to realize their long-cherished wish:

World Peace.

But if possible, I still want to see the other possibility that they have abandoned.

But it's still incredible no matter how you think about it, thinking that a telephone booth alone can create a world or something like that.

Thinking of this, she pushed open the phone booth. At this time, the Einzbern Castle had become a place that had not been taken care of for a long time.

"It seems like nothing has changed?" Ellie asked curiously.

"While it does appear to be so, the key possibility has changed." Doraemon said as he took out his personal satellite and console. "For convenience, you can use this to see what you want to see."

"Isn't that a pre-recorded video?" Weber questioned in a low voice.

Just as he finished speaking, he felt a creepy gaze. Turning back, Scorpio was staring at him expressionlessly. "Doraemon won't lie to you because there's no need."

"Of course it wasn't pre-recorded." Doraemon retorted, "I haven't met her family, how could I possibly have recorded it in advance?"

"That's right," Sakura agreed. "And there's a similar device in Fuyuki City, but that one was located underground."

"Anyway." Doraemon put the props on the ground. "What do you want to see?"

"Is it okay if I want to see my daughter?" Ellie asked. "Illyasviel von Einzbern. I want to know if the other choice we made would be better for her."

"Of course no problem..." Doraemon manipulated the props, and then suddenly froze for a moment "Daughter???"

"Yeah?" Ellie said. "What's the problem?"

Doraemon was silent for a moment, then asked, "How old is your daughter this year?"

"Eight years old."

"So how old are you this year?"

"Nine years old."

Upon hearing this, everyone present fell into silence.

"Huh? In other words." Sakura stretched out her hands with a shattered look on her face, calculating nine minus eight using the most primitive method. Finally, in shock, she came up with an answer that made her question her life. "Didn't you give birth to a child when you were only one year old?"

"No," Scorpio corrected seriously, "Based on the human gestational cycle, she should have become pregnant two months after birth. And if you take into account the probability of conception during each mating, it's very likely that she was pregnant in the previous two months..."

"So what?" Sakura asked.

"You'll understand when you grow up," Scorpio continued unmoved.

"Oh, I see." As if he understood something, a hint of disgust flashed in Gilgamesh's eyes. "A clay doll created deliberately?"

In an instant, he instinctively thought of his former best friend Enkidu.

And many more unpleasant memories.

The tyranny from deep within his memory was even directed at the artificial man in front of him. As the criminal who made the king so angry, even if he didn't know it, he was guilty of a heinous crime worthy of death!

But even so, he suppressed his anger for the time being and watched Doraemon's next move with interest.

"Anyway, this is all we need to locate the target."

Doraemon spoke in a very complicated tone, inputting the image described by Ellie into the props, and soon a girl who looked exactly like Ellie appeared on the screen, yawning and walking into the bathroom.

Wait, could it be that!

Under Ellie's excited gaze, Illya began to take off her clothes.

"Don't look at it, don't look at it!" Ellie rushed over without saying a word and hugged the display screen. "Why do you see my daughter taking a bath?"

"That's not my problem?" Doraemon argued. "How should I know she's getting ready to take a bath?"

Could it be that this child is also addicted to bathing like Shizuka?

"Anyway, you are not allowed to look at it!" Ellie held the display screen tightly, trying to protect her daughter's chastity.

"Okay, okay, I won't watch it anymore." Doraemon waved his little round hands and stepped aside with Iskandar, leaving Ellie alone with her back to the monitor, watching Illya in the video.

Even though she was almost naked, Illya in the picture looked really happy.

Just like a normal kid, Ellie thought.

She gently stroked the screen of the display, looking at Illya on the screen muttering love magic to herself with great longing.

so good.

She just watched Illya playing with the doll in the bathtub quietly, then as if she had discovered something, she stood up, turned off the lights, and looked at the sky outside the window.

Just then, a red-haired boy pushed the door open and walked into the bathroom.

Then, amid Illya's screams, she was knocked unconscious by a magic wand that looked very girlish.

"Oh, you actually dodged it? I was just trying to get this over with—never mind, nice to meet you. I'm Ruby Star, the magic wand of love and justice. Little one over there, do you want to sign a contract with me and become a magical girl?"

The wand said very shyly.

Ellie: ???

Volume 3: Type Moon: Chapter 155: Ruby Rod

"Um." Doraemon asked softly, "Is there any problem?"

At this moment, Elly's expression was obviously very wrong. Her ruby-like pupils were almost trembling as she looked at the screen. Doraemon reminded her several times before looking up at everyone, "Illya seems to have encountered something incredible."

"Ok?"

"A magic costume of unknown origin has entangled Illya!" Ellie raised her head and said quickly, "Saber, I must go to Illya immediately!"

Out of trust, she immediately called her knight.

"What happened?" Saber asked. "What kind of magic costume is it?"

"It's something like a magic wand," Ellie said seriously. "It also said that it wants Illya to become a magical girl!"

Sakura: "Magical girl?"

Weber: "Magic?"

Scorpio: "Is it something like Dzi Girl?"

"Anyway, it's something that looks suspicious!" Ellie said seriously. "That kind of thing looks like a villain who would trick people into signing a contract but conceal crucial information, causing the contractor to be doomed... Illya needs me right now!"

"Although I'm not very clear about the specific situation, if you want to get through, you can go through this." Doraemon said as he took out the Anywhere Door.

As the door opened, a narrow source appeared on the other side. At this time, Illya was looking at the little skirt on her body and the wand in her hand at a loss.

"Ilia!"

At this moment, a door appeared out of nowhere and a worried voice came over.

The person walking out from behind the door was actually another girl who looked almost exactly like herself?

"Oh?" Ruby asked in surprise, "Illya, do you have a twin sister?"

"What sister? I am the mother of this child!" Ellie retorted, "Illya, don't you recognize your mother?"

"Mom?" Illya looked at the nine-year-old girl in front of her and made a shocked sound.

"It's unbelievable, but she is indeed your mother." Doraemon walked out of the Anywhere Door. "This is happening now because of some special reasons."

"It's actually Lolita's mom?" Ruby said excitedly as she tried to fly up. "Wow! That's amazing. By the way, may I ask who your husband is? Is he in jail?"

"Listen up, I don't care who you are, stay away from my daughter!" Ellie said "Saber!"

Saber walked past her and stretched out the invisible blade without saying a word.

But at this moment, another figure walked out from the side:

"You're right, Ruby." The girl in red with twintails said angrily, "Come back soon!"

"Ah~ It's Tohsaka Rin-san. I didn't expect you to be alive." Illya said in a very provocative tone, holding the wand in her hand. "But I'm sorry, this Illya right now is my new Master. And don't you notice something's wrong? That girl with golden hair over there looks a little abnormal no matter how you look at her, doesn't she?"

"cold?"

A little head popped out from behind Doraemon, and looked at Toosaka Rin not far away in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Doraemon asked in a low voice.

"My sister shouldn't be that old." Sakura said softly, "I clearly remember that she should be only one year older than me."

"Hmm?" Toosaka Rin immediately looked in Sakura's direction. "You are..."

"Ah? Um, hello, sister." Sakura pretended not to know her.

"You look so familiar. What's your name?" Toosaka Rin squatted down and asked suspiciously.

"Uh..." Sakura made up a name with great difficulty: "Zuozi."

At this time, she was standing slightly to the left of Doraemon.

Toosaka Rin: Stare—

After observing it carefully for a moment, she turned her gaze back to the ruby ​​in Illya's hand.

"It's not like that!" Illya waved her hands anxiously and helplessly. "I was deceived. I was tricked into becoming a magical girl, and I accidentally became like this."

"Forget it." Toosaka Rin also knew Ruby's character. She stretched out her hand and asked, "Can you give her back to me? It's not a big deal, but I need her."

As she said that, Toosaka Rin wanted to reach out to take it, and Illya subconsciously handed it over, but at this moment she found that the staff seemed to be stuck to her hand.

"Impossible! The master information has been overwritten. It's impossible to change the master without my consent..."

"This is too much. They are forcing minors to buy and sell things." Doraemon complained.

It is actually normal for it to hear the staff speak. It has seen both AI and machine spirits before. After all, it is a robot itself.

"Ah?"

Just as Doraemon was complaining, Ruby was suddenly pulled down by Rin Tohsaka, and then she started twisting wildly like a cat with its fur standing on end:

"Wait! What's going on? Is there an internal system failure? Why is the master authentication suddenly failing?"

"Ruby?" Toosaka Rin looked at the staff in her hand with a bad expression.

"Wait! Wait a minute, Rin! Something's wrong. The Master has apparently failed, but the magical girl's costume is still attached to Illya. Something's really wrong!"

Ok?

Doraemon lowered his head and looked at his hands. The lucky playing cards appeared in his hands like ghosts, and he lost two playing cards at once.

Two?

How is this going?

While Doraemon was confused, another poker card was missing, and then Doraemon suddenly figured out where the other three cards had gone:

One to cancel the contract with the ruby, one to ensure that Illya would not run naked in front of the crowd, and one to make himself figure it all out.