"Wuwuwu~ Doraemon!" Returning home bruised and swollen, Nobi Nobita darted upstairs to find Doraemon and cry to him as soon as he entered the door.
Hiroshi, meanwhile, went to the bathroom to shower, washing away the sweat secreted after exercise, and using the hot water to relieve his tired muscles.
Leaning in the bathtub, he comfortably stared at the ceiling, enjoying the peaceful time, though the crying from upstairs was a bit noisy.
Nobi Tamako wasn't home; she must have gone out to buy ingredients for dinner. Only Doraemon and he had to endure Nobita's crying.
After washing up, Hiroshi returned to his bedroom and took out Nobita's short-lived super-training box, planning to start training his superpowers today.
"Which superpower should I train first? Telekinesis, instant teleportation, or mind power? Among these three, the most practical one…"
He pondered for a while, lying on the table, and decided to train mind power first.
Who wouldn't love a versatile tool? Its function is the most extensive among the three superpowers.
It's not just about controlling objects.
After deciding, Hiroshi began his training.
Just three hours, he could endure it. He was a man who used to watch a full day of teacher videos on screen without feeling tired.
His willpower was unquestionable.
"Get up, get up for me…"
Concentrating, Nobi Hiroshi sat cross-legged on the tatami mat, staring intently at the box on the floor, willing it to rise.
After about ten minutes, the training box wobbled and flew up.
Hiroshi's heart filled with joy, and he continued to stare at the box without blinking, making it fly higher, steadier, and remain suspended in the air.
It seemed he had quite a talent, but his eyes were starting to ache.
[Ding, Mental Power +1]
[Ding, Mental Power +1]
[Ding, Mental Power +1]
An hour and a half later, Nobi Hiroshi, unable to hold on any longer, collapsed onto the tatami mat, rubbing his eyes to relieve the fatigue.
With the help of the system, his training was twice as effective. He could now make a table fly, and it was incredibly stable.
If it were an ordinary person, who knew how long it would take to train? So, he should be able to slack off a bit, right?
Train for over an hour every day?
Hmm, that should be enough. After all, what the system gives is much more than what he practices himself.
At this rate, he could master one superpower in a month, and learn all three in three months, more than ten times faster than normal people.
"Ah, so satisfying."
"It seems I forgot something. I need to write in the diary for the little loli… Oh, right… I almost forgot."
Stretching, Nobi Hiroshi sat at his desk and took out his diary to write today's entry.
But seriously, he and Shizuka were almost always together, so the content he wrote should be pretty much the same.
…
…
The next morning.
Pulling back the blue bedsheet and folding it into the closet, Hiroshi woke up feeling exceptionally refreshed.
Perhaps his mental power had increased, as his usual habit of sleeping in was gone. He woke up a full half hour earlier.
With nothing to do, he could only go out for a morning run to strengthen his weak physique.
"Uncle, this is your newspaper."
After his exercise, Hiroshi came to the dining room and handed the newspaper, which he had just retrieved with his mind power, to Daisuke.
"Thank you. If only Nobita could be as worry-free as you."
Daisuke praised him happily, the dark mark on his forehead growing deeper.
He opened the newspaper, lit a cigarette, and wore a leisurely expression, completely unaware of the future dangers.
"Aunt Tamako, can you come here for a moment? I have something I want to tell you."
Like a child, Hiroshi hugged Yuzi's waist in front of her. The honest Daisuke didn't take it seriously; he just thought it was a child's behavior.
"This… I…"
Twisting and turning, Yuzi looked at her husband at the dining table, finding it difficult to make a choice.
However, under Hiroshi's pleading gaze, she still went to an empty room on the second floor.
Blushing, she resolved some small troubles, though the source of the trouble was quite large.
…
…
"Cough, cough, cough…"
Covering her mouth and coughing, Yuzi calmly returned to the stove and fried the eggs in the pan.
Zheng Tai, meanwhile, swayed happily on his stool.
After happily finishing breakfast, he and a calm-faced Nobita went to school.
Nobi Nobita happily chatted with Hiroshi about last night's anime.
Children of this age are so good; they are carefree and never hold grudges. By the next day, their relationship becomes harmonious again.
"Shizuka, good morning."
Hiroshi arrived in class. There were still a few minutes before class started, and Shizuka was sitting at her desk reading. Of course, it wasn't a textbook, but a popular girls' weekly magazine that little girls loved.
"Hiroshi, you're here."
The little loli raised her head and gave a sweet smile.
Today, Shizuka was wearing a pink knitted cardigan paired with a small pleated skirt, making her look very cute.
Her fair legs were somewhat noticeable.
Hiroshi already regretted not learning clairvoyance first, but it didn't matter; it was only a matter of time. Using superpowers wasn't as satisfying as the other person willingly showing you.
Ahem… preferably with a look of disdain as she showed him her basic equipment.
"Is this book very interesting? You're so engrossed in it."
Sitting down, Nobi Hiroshi turned around to chat with Shizuka.
"I think it's very interesting. The stories inside are very well drawn."
He leaned over to look, and it was all black and white manga about romantic love.
Hiroshi glanced at it roughly and felt it wasn't as interesting as "Lion King Mask."
"Shizuka, are you also reading this weekly magazine lately? I have a lot at home. If you want, I can lend them to you."
A smug Xiao Fu walked over with confident steps.
Looking at the book on Shizuka's desk, he fell into his old habit and couldn't help but show off.
"That's great! Thank you, Xiao Fu!"
With a happy smile, Shizuka was used to his habit of showing off.
The young master is letting you read comics for free, what more could you want?
"Hahaha, it's nothing at all."
"If you, Hiroshi, also want to read comics, just come to my house."
With one hand propped on the desk, Xiao Fu laughed proudly, a large dark shadow slowly approaching him, grabbing him by the neck.
"Gia… Gian…"
"Is something wrong…"
Turning his head stiffly, Xiao Fu dared not resist, forcing out a smile that was polite yet awkward.
"Nothing, just heard someone say there are comics to read. Xiao Fu, can I also go to your house to borrow comics?"
With his arm pressed on Xiao Fu's shoulder, Gian smiled and nodded, though that smile gave a chilling feeling.
"Of… of course, no problem…"
"We're good friends, hehe…"
Smiling on the surface, cursing in his heart.
When you come to my house, is that borrowing? You're practically emptying my bookshelf, and you've never returned them. Can't you be a little more self-aware?
It was like eating bitter herbs; Xiao Fu had a bitter taste in his mouth but couldn't say anything. He complimented Gian against his will, wishing he had shown off more quietly.