"Oh, hey, don't get so worked up. Can't we just talk this out?"
"I'm going to get dizzy from you shaking me like that...!"
Doraemon said to Nobita with a helpless tone, while trying to stop Nobita's exaggerated behavior.
This guy is always like this. Whenever something happens, he acts like the world is about to end, never thinking about trying to make a change through his own efforts.
"Listen, it's like this...!"
Then, Nobita told Doraemon about what had happened at school.
Of course, Nobita didn't mention at all that he had been chosen by the teacher to be the organizer because he had fallen asleep in class and stood up in a daze.
In his description, the teacher chose him, Nobita, to be the organizer of this activity because he valued his abilities.
Of course, Doraemon didn't believe such nonsense.
It's fine if others don't know what kind of guy Nobita is.
But how could Doraemon, who often lived with Nobita, not know?
He'd wiped Nobita's butt and dealt with the troubles he'd caused countless times. Didn't this guy Nobita have any idea at all?
"Are you sure the teacher chose you to be the organizer really because of your personal abilities?"
"Nobita, I always feel like there's something strange about the way you're talking about this."
After listening to Nobita's description, Doraemon didn't immediately express his opinion. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and asked with a somewhat disbelieving tone.
"That's not it at all! Besides, please, can you focus on the main point...!"
After Doraemon said that, Nobita's face was somewhat flushed.
"Alright, alright... I can't stand you. You're always like this. What do you want me to do for you this time?"
Doraemon surrendered to Nobita's act of pleading.
His purpose in coming here was to help Nobita, so naturally, he wouldn't just watch Nobita wailing and do nothing.
While "wailing" might be an exaggeration, Nobita was capable of doing whatever it took to achieve his goals.
Although he often did childish pranks and didn't really intend to hurt others, the things he did were enough to annoy people.
"Of course, I want you to bring out some gadgets that can make everyone obey my orders and obediently participate in the training...!"
Nobita bit his tongue, rubbed his hands together, and looked at Doraemon with a smirk.
"No! How could I possibly have that kind of gadget? You're being too fanciful…!"
Doraemon crossed his arms, flatly refusing Nobita's request.
Are you kidding?
If what Nobita said were true, then that gadget would be something that could control people's hearts.
Using that kind of gadget would often lead to very serious consequences. Even if Doraemon had such a gadget, he wouldn't easily give it to Nobita to use.
Because he knew very well that Nobita sometimes had unrealistic ideas.
If he were to give him such a gadget, something big might go wrong.
"Don't say that, Doraemon. I had no choice but to think about using that gadget to get everyone to participate in training. Otherwise, if no one comes to the training, how am I supposed to explain it to the teacher and Shizuka…?"
Seeing that Doraemon's willingness to help seemed to have decreased again, Nobita quickly tried to salvage the situation with innocent words.
Hearing Nobita's words, Doraemon was somewhat helpless.
Just now, when Nobita was explaining, he also mentioned that Dekisugi hadn't been coming to school because he was sick.
Otherwise, the task of having everyone participate in the training would definitely have fallen on the class monitor Dekisugi, the school's top student.
"Nobita, listen to me first, there definitely isn't a gadget that makes everyone obey your commands. Even if there was, it's impossible to just take it out and use it. That's absolutely strictly prohibited by law."
"But this gadget, I think you should be able to use it..."
With that, Doraemon began to search in his Four-Dimensional Pocket on his stomach.
"I remember it should be here..."
I have to admit, Doraemon is really charming sometimes when he's rummaging around for gadgets.
At least, Nobita is looking at Doraemon with a mixture of anticipation and respect as he pulls out a gadget.
"Aha! Found it!"
"Passionate Buns!"
Fortunately, Doraemon didn't keep Nobita waiting long. He pulled out a gadget that looked like a steamer from his Four-Dimensional Pocket.
"Come on, Doraemon, this isn't the time to eat snacks, is it?"
"There's a limit to joking around, you know!"
"After this is over, I promise to buy you tons and tons of Dorayaki with my allowance, but please be a little serious right now, and think about how I feel!"
Seeing Doraemon actually take out a steamer full of buns from the Four-Dimensional Pocket, Nobita immediately felt like Doraemon was joking with him.
He was currently under double pressure, from the school teacher and from his promise to Shizuka. If the class's team competition, the centipede race, didn't achieve good results…
Then the reliable image he had painstakingly built up in front of Shizuka would be completely ruined.
"Don't worry, Nobita, I'm not joking!"
"Let me explain what this gadget does first! Seriously, you're always so impatient. When will you ever get rid of this bad habit…!"
Facing Nobita's impatience, Doraemon spoke with a touch of helplessness.
"These just look like ordinary buns. What's so special about them?"
Nobita took the steamer of buns from Doraemon's hands and began to examine them carefully.
Actually, among the gadgets Doraemon pulls out, there are quite a few that are edible.
For example, there are the Momotaro Rice Cakes that can tame any animal to be a pet, the Translation Konjac that lets you understand different languages after eating it, and the Memory Bread that once caused Nobita so much suffering.