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“Hmm?”
The two of them sit on a telephone pole. The bamboo-copter spins down. Nobita rests his head against Doraemon’s warm, round belly. The robotic cat pats his hair. Doraemon -1979-
Doraemon doesn’t answer right away. He looks at the boy—the boy who is lazy, clumsy, weak-willed, and heartbreakingly kind. The boy who will grow up to marry Shizuka, but only if he learns to stand up first. The boy who is his great-great-grand-uncle’s only hope. “Hmm