-12- Such brightly colored fur balls
Zhao Jinghuan felt her mind swoon. She remembered that Sister Zou and Lu Kai had mentioned that Dorasi's speech was somewhat difficult and strange, but this didn't help her understand what was happening. "What?" Dorasi, whose face had been blushing, had regained its composure. Hearing Zhao Jinghuan's question, she repeated, "I already know that a new generation of Embers has arrived..." Zhao Jinghuan quickly gestured to stop, and Dorasi froze instantly, but the pause was too complete, as if the pause button had been pressed, his expression frozen in an awkward position. Zhao Jinghuan vaguely felt as if Dorasi had subconsciously stopped breathing, and hurriedly said, "How about... continue?" The pause button was released, and Dorasi resumed: "In the moments before the dawn, your arrival fills my heart with joy. I am willing to accept you as you ascend the steps of Dormammu. However, the hymn of rebirth does not sound without reason. You must answer the call of your constellation and prove your worth." This time, she was noticeably more relaxed than last time, even adding a wave at the end, as if the conversation finally became complete. Zhao Jinghuan took a deep breath, having been led astray by Dorasi, and inexplicably feeling that she had to speak in the same way: "I want to know your... your... your... your... " Zhao Jinghuan looked dejected: "No, I can't do that." As they spoke, a man in a casual suit approached the two of them. Zhao Jinghuan looked up at him, belatedly realizing that this was the T-Corporation employee she had accidentally "secretly photographed" the other day. "This is..." the man glanced at Zhao Jinghuan. "Why did the waiter slip a Meituan? You're a bit complicated." Dorasi explained for Zhao Jinghuan, "This is a newborn from the homeland." The man, whether genuinely unaware or deliberately bashful, said, "What kind of beast?" Dorasi frowned at him, clearly unhappy. Then she turned and said to Zhao Jinghuan, "Young lady from the homeland, I have accepted you as a member of Doram. However, our story will not begin now. Since the silk woven by sunlight points to coordinates yet to come, there is no need for you to linger here. When fate decrees the moment, we will naturally meet again." Perhaps because she had adapted to Dorasi's style, Zhao Jinghuan actually understood a little this time. "Oh, okay..." She stood up and bowed to Dorasi, seemingly baffled. "Ah, Miss Dorasi... Goodbye!" Then she hurried away...
Zhao Jinghuan felt a little confused. She remembered that Sister Zou and Lu Kai had mentioned before that Dorasi's speech was a little difficult to understand and a little strange, but this did not help her understand what was happening in front of her.
"What?"
Dorasi, who had been blushing, had regained his composure by this time. Upon hearing Zhao Jinghuan's question, he repeated, "I already know that a new Embers has been born into the world..."
Zhao Jinghuan quickly made a stop gesture, and Dorasi stopped immediately, but it stopped too completely, as if the pause button was pressed, and the expression on his face was frozen in an awkward position.
Zhao Jinghuan vaguely felt that the Dorasi in front of him seemed to have subconsciously stopped breathing, and hurriedly said, "How about... continue?"
The pause button is released and Dorasi plays again:
"Your arrival at the moment before the dawn of the day fills my heart with joy. I am willing to accept you as you ascend the steps of Dormammu. However, the hymn of rebirth will not ring out without reason. You still need to respond to the call of your constellation and prove your worth."
This time she was obviously much more relaxed than last time, and even added a waving gesture at the end, as if the whole conversation finally became complete.
Zhao Jinghuan took a deep breath. She had been led astray by Dorasi and inexplicably felt that she had to speak in the same way: "I want to know you... your... your that..."
Zhao Jinghuan looked frustrated: "No, I can't do this."
As they were talking, a man in a casual suit walked up to them. Zhao Jinghuan looked up at him, and only a little later did he remember that this should be the T company employee whom he had accidentally "photographed" that day.
"This is..." The man glanced at Zhao Jinghuan, "Waiter, why did you put a Meituan in your box? Your ingredients are a bit complicated."
Dorasi explained for Zhao Jinghuan: "This is a newborn from the homeland."
The man didn't know if he really didn't understand or was being mean on purpose: "What beast?"
Dorasi frowned at him, clearly unhappy. Then she turned and said to Zhao Jinghuan, "My dear girl from my homeland, I have accepted you as a member of Doraemon. However, our story will not unfold at this moment. Since the silk woven by the sun points to a coordinate that has not yet arrived, you do not need to linger here. When fate decrees the moment, we will naturally meet again."
I don’t know if it’s because he’s adapted to Dorasi’s style, but this time Zhao Jinghuan actually understood a little bit.
"Oh, okay..." She stood up and bowed to Dorasi inexplicably, "Ah, Miss Dorasi...Goodbye!" Then she left in a panic and went to find Ji Anya to ask for her meal.
Zhao Jinghuan didn't look back when she left, so she didn't see the man sit down and take out a brand new contract from his bag.
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The unexpected encounter with Dorasi made Zhao Jinhuan a little uneasy. Considering that several people in the studio had just had a big fight about Dorasi during the day, she didn't dare to mention the chance encounter in the evening in the group, for fear of causing another butterfly reaction.
After delivering this order to Pinhai Pavilion, she left work early, but still holding some unrealistic expectations, she rode her scooter back to Pinhai Pavilion to take a look, as if hoping to trigger some other hidden plots.
However, when she rushed back to Pinhai Pavilion, Dorasi had already left.
It seems that the "satin woven by sunshine" and the "coordinates marked by destiny" do not point to tonight.
Zhao Jinghuan was a little curious. What kind of literary and artistic works had influenced Dorasi to choose such a special way of speaking? It couldn't be really in his genes, right?
After getting home, changing clothes and taking a shower, Zhao Jinghuan lay on the bed, thinking about using deepseek to search for the keywords mentioned by Dorasi. But she tried hard to recall that although what Dorasi said was obscure and difficult to understand, the words she used basically did not deviate from the scope of the compulsory education version of the People's Education Press. The only proper noun seemed to be the Dorami Star she mentioned. Although this word was most likely an extension of Dorasi's own name, Zhao Jinghuan still entered it into deepseek to try her luck.
Unfortunately, deepseek's answer did not bring any unexpected surprises - there was no information about Doraemon on the Internet. Deepseek asked Zhao Jinghuan whether he had confused the name of the Japanese anime Doraemon with the Marvel villain Dormammu.
Unable to find any results, Zhao Jinghuan had to give up for the time being.
"No, let's ask Sister Zou tomorrow."
She browsed her phone for a while, and when she opened Xiaohongshu, Doraemon and content related to the Marvel movie "Doctor Strange" suddenly popped up on the homepage.
Zhao Jinghuan couldn't help but complain that today's software was even scarier than her ex-boyfriend. But after thinking it over, she felt it wasn't fair. Hu Mingyuan probably had no interest in monitoring her life. After swiping the screen twice more, Zhao Jinghuan subconsciously raised an eyebrow.
——She saw a post titled "Doraemon Star Diary 122".
"Uh... no way..."
Zhao Jinghuan thought silently that this must be a new type of fraud, but he couldn't help but click on it.
The content of the post was a cute simple cartoon. Zhao Jinghuan took a quick look and it seemed to be describing the cute daily life of a devil.
She clicked on the user's homepage, and besides a comic series called "Doraemon's Diary," there was nothing else. Zhao Jinghuan wondered if Doraemon's middle school personality came from this comic?
The comics' data is somewhat bleak, but it is not ruled out that it is pirated content moved from other platforms. Zhao Jinghuan scrolled to the bottom and started reading from the first chapter of Doraemon's Diary. He flipped through more than ten chapters in succession. Each chapter has few pages, but the style of painting is cute.
As for the content... at least Zhao Jinghuan found it quite interesting.
"Doraemon Diary" tells the story of a scholar couple who gave birth to a pink demon named Doraemon in a world without color and in black and white. The pink Doraemon was out of tune with this black and white world. The scholar couple naturally realized her difference, but they still loved this special child and raised and taught her carefully.
Doraemon once wanted to be the same as her parents, but she was pink and could not wear the black hat that symbolized the completion of her coming-of-age ceremony like her other friends.
Doraemon always cried secretly because of this. She was afraid that her parents would blame her for being different. However, her mother said, "It is not a fault if you cannot wear the black hat."
Her mother told her that she was not as special as she thought. There were other colorful demons in this world. Like Doram, they did not like this black and white world. They tried to bring color to this world. Some black and white people thought it was delusion and a sin, but some people envied the demons' courage and...color.
Of course, in fact, the vast majority of black and white people don’t care what the colorful demons think or do.
So, with the encouragement of his parents, the eighteen-year-old Doram left his hometown with the desire to conquer the world with colors.
However, in addition to being a devil, Doraemon is also a silly little girl. She has never made any friends, and when she is nervous she speaks strange languages that she can hardly understand.
She took a small carriage to the Hero Tavern, which was said to have the most colorful demons. She used her superpowers to make many colorful balls of fur. She thought hers were the most beautiful and brightest, so she showed them to everyone, hoping to find a companion willing to walk side by side with her, or to receive praise from others, just like she got from her mother.
However, the tavern was large and chaotic, filled with countless colorful demons who, like him, wanted to conquer the world. Some had long, beautiful, and eye-catching colored hair, while others had eyes as bright as gemstones. What made Dorame even more envious was that they had their own companions when they entered the tavern.
No one cared about Doraemon in the corner. She could only cry and watch her bright fur balls gradually fade away...
Zhao Jinghuan was unconsciously fascinated by the scene and even forgot her original purpose. Whether it was because of the cute style of painting or some other reason, Zhao Jinghuan was moved and put herself into the role of Doraemon. Seeing the weak little girl crying silently in the corner of the tavern, Zhao Jinghuan even felt a lump in her throat. She slid her finger to the next picture, and the next picture was the end of this episode:
Doraemon lowered her head and shed tears, while a golden light appeared in the corner of the screen. Next was a close-up of Doraemon, who raised her head in surprise and joy, her pupils reflecting a golden figure.
Zhao Jinghuan's heart also became excited, and she quickly left to watch the next episode.
The post opened, and a burly demon knight appeared in the picture. He was wearing golden armor and sitting on his crotch was an evil three-headed dog from colorful hell.
The subtitles next to it read the name of the Demon Knight, "Lord Evening Breeze," and the three heads of the three-headed dog under his mount represented "happiness, wisdom, and fatness."
There was no expression on the Demon Knight's face. He reached out his hand, picked up the ball of fur on the table, and pointed it at the black sun.
Doram became nervous, pouting, clenching his two fists tightly, and tears still hung in the corners of his eyes that he had not had time to wipe away.
The Demon Knight suddenly smiled warmly:
"What a bright ball of fur. We should use it instead of the sun."
After reading this, Zhao Jinghuan smiled unconsciously and said softly, "That's great." Then she suddenly realized something.
Wait...what's this knight's name?
Zhao Jinghuan flipped back to the first page of this episode. When the Demon Knight appeared, the subtitles beside it clearly read:
"Lord Evening Breeze."
Zhao Jinghuan frowned, and then she realized another thing: "So, so, this dog...
"Happy, wise, fat?"
"The three-headed dog of hell?"
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