Bound in Madness (Dekinobi)

After school, Nobita went straight home. Even though he spend most of his day being teased by his friends about bring "Mrs. Hidetoshi,"he still couldn't stop thinking about Dekisugi.

He followed his usual routine - freshening up, surprisingly doing his homework, and having dinner with his parents. But even after all that...something was missing.

Or rather, someone was missing

And now, sitting at home with a deep pout, Nobita kept staring at his phone, waiting for a message.

Doraemon, who had been watching this drama unfold for the past five days, finally sighed.

"Nobita, you look like a widow waiting for her husband."

Nobita glared. "I AM a widow waiting for my husband! How could he leave me alone for so long?"

Doraemon groaned. "For the last time, he went to Sydney for a business event! It's not like he abandoned you on an island!"

But Nobita wasn't convinced. He threw himself on the bed dramatically. "I miss him so much, Doraemon! What if he forgets about me? What if he finds some fancy Australian boyfriend? What if-"

Doraemon facepalmed.

"If Dekisugi heard this, he would have booked a flight home already."

Just then, an idea popped into Doraemon's head. He smirked. "Why don't you just use the Anywhere Door and go see him?"

Nobita froze.

There was a long, painful silence in the room.

Then, Nobita sat up so fast, his blanket fell to the floor.

"Doraemon, YOU HAD THIS OPTION ALL ALONG?!"

Doraemon blinked. "I thought you wanted to be patient."

"WHEN HAVE I EVER BEEN PATIENT?!" Nobita shrieked, grabbing Doraemon's collar.

Doraemon gulped. "I... uh... thought maybe this time...?"

Nobita was ready to commit a crime. "GIVE. ME. THE. DOOR."

But before Doraemon could take it out, they heard a soft chime from the Monitoring Screen.

It was Dekisugi's hotel room.

And there, standing a little too close to Dekisugi, was a beautiful girl.

Nobita's whole body tensed.

The girl had long brown hair, expensive jewelry, and was wearing an elegant dress. She was smiling at Dekisugi as she spoke.

And Dekisugi, being the polite gentleman he was, was listening attentively.

Nobita's eyes darkened.

Doraemon, seeing the murderous look on Nobita's face, immediately regretted showing him this.

Nobita crossed his arms and glared at the screen.

"Who. The. Hell. Is. She?"

Doraemon gulped. "Um... maybe a business associate?"

"She's flirting." Nobita declared, voice flat and dangerous.

And he was right.

The girl was giggling, touching Dekisugi's arm just a little too much, and flipping her hair.

But what made Nobita's blood boil was Dekisugi's soft smile.

Sure, it was his usual polite smile, but Nobita did not care.