"Okay."
Lin Feng nodded. After glancing at Nobita, he and Shizuka walked out of the classroom together, their bookbags slung over their shoulders.
Only Nobita was left standing there, watching their retreating figures. He bit his lip resentfully.
"They even made plans to go shopping with Shizuka… How awful…!"
"Aaaah… Doraemon…!"
As the saying goes, when things go south, Doraemon. When you can't figure it out, Doraemon. When you frown in thought, Doraemon.
Whenever something went wrong, or when he couldn't handle a problem himself, Nobita's first thought wasn't to try and solve it on his own. Instead, he would immediately run to Doraemon for help.
This had become a deeply ingrained habit. Although Doraemon couldn't do anything about it, he was still quite annoyed by Nobita's constant nagging.
Finally, out of sheer desperation and after being pestered endlessly by Nobita, Doraemon reluctantly lent him those gadgets.
Often, Nobita would even sneak Doraemon's gadgets without his knowledge and use them for all sorts of mischief.
In the end, Doraemon would have to step in and clean up his mess.
Of course, this time, Nobita was no exception and ran back to Doraemon to complain.
Lin Feng was new to this world, so he could only take things one step at a time for now.
The first thing he needed to do was secure his material life in this world.
The inheritance his parents had left him could keep him from starving in the short term, but he didn't want to live a life as meager as before, especially since he had a second chance.
Besides, his body was only that of a fifth-grader, a time when he needed a good foundation of nutrition. It would be too awful if he had to survive on instant noodles all the time.
Drawing Manga is the easiest way Lin Feng can think of to make money right now; after all, that's how he used to make a living.
It's just that the domestic manga scene had reached a saturation point back then, making it difficult to get ahead. So, Lin Feng could only barely make ends meet.
But things are different now. It's the late 20th century, and many mangas haven't even been created yet.
This is undoubtedly a great opportunity for Lin Feng. If he seizes it, he can definitely make a fortune with his unique ideas.
Even in Doraemon's world, money lets you do as you please.
Even with Doraemon, the robot cat who can produce amazing gadgets, Nobita still envies the wealthy lifestyle of Suneo's family.
That is the power of capitalism.
"By the way, Lin Feng, can you tell me what you're planning to buy?"
Because she didn't know what Lin Feng planned to buy, Shizuka wasn't sure how to guide him. After all, the Shopping Street could satisfy most daily shopping needs, but it was still divided into many different sections. If you didn't know what you were looking for beforehand, it could take a long time to browse.
Although Shizuka didn't have anything to do in the afternoon, her family would still say something if she went home too late.
"Of course. To be honest, I plan to buy some pens and drawing paper for Drawing Manga."
Lin Feng hadn't planned to hide what he was buying from Shizuka, so he smiled and answered casually after she asked.
"Lin Feng, what are you buying these for?"
"Could it be that you're planning to draw manga yourself?"
Shizuka, who had been walking side-by-side with Lin Feng, suddenly stopped. She turned to look at Lin Feng and asked in a somewhat surprised tone.
Actually, it wasn't surprising that Shizuka was so surprised. After all, at their age, creating their own manga was something that seemed very distant.
Even at school, the most they did was organize outdoor sketching activities. Doing something like creating manga didn't seem to have anything to do with a fifth-grader.
"Well, I've had this hobby for a while. But when I moved here, it wasn't convenient to bring all the materials and tools, so I need to buy them again."
Lin Feng smiled and explained to Shizuka, seeing her surprise.
This wasn't exactly a lie. After all, his transmigration was rather rushed, and he really couldn't bring those things with him...
"Lin Feng, you're amazing! You have such a hobby. Can I see your manga when you finish it?"
Shizuka hadn't expected this new transfer student to have such a skill. While surprised, she asked with a curious smile.
"Of course, no problem. It's just a small thing."
Anyway, Lin Feng wasn't planning on drawing anything that needed to be kept secret. So, agreeing to let Shizuka see it in advance wasn't a big deal. He agreed with a smile.
"Alright, it's a deal then."
"Since you're planning on buying tools for Drawing Manga, I know a place that should have what you need. Let's cross the street and head over there."
After learning what Lin Feng wanted to buy, Shizuka quickly thought about where to find the items. She smiled and spoke to Lin Feng.
For Shizuka, who had always lived in this town, it wasn't a difficult task.
Just as the two were about to cross the street, a very rich aroma suddenly filled the air.
Upon smelling this familiar fragrance, a smile couldn't help but appear on Lin Feng's face.
Lin Feng subtly glanced at Shizuka beside him and noticed her nose twitching adorably. His smile widened.
The aroma wasn't from anything else, but rather the smell of Roasted Sweet Potato.
Although it wasn't clear if they were close to the Shopping Street, the increasingly strong aroma that filled the air gradually stimulated one's appetite.
Lin Feng and Shizuka had only shared one lunch bento at noon. Even though Shizuka was a girl and ate less, she hadn't brought much to begin with, so she definitely hadn't eaten her fill at lunch.