"Ah! My head hurts!"
Suddenly, a flood of memories surged into my mind. I'm... Nobita Nobi? That legendary good-for-nothing elementary schooler?
"Wait, no—that's not quite right."
As I sorted through my thoughts, I realized: yes, I am Nobita Nobi, but this isn't some typical reincarnation story where I took over his body. I seem to have crossed over while still in the womb—only just now have my memories awakened.
No wonder Nobita was such a mess growing up. So that explains it. But now, Nobita is me, and I am Nobita—we're one and the same.
From now on, his miserable life is over.
I slowly looked around the room. A light-blue desk faced the window, though it had barely any books on it. Most of the books and items on the left shelf were manga and toys. As expected of Nobita Nobi.
Looking back down, I noticed I was lying in bed—my head and legs were wrapped in bandages. Then, like a flood, a terrifying memory hit me.
That day, it was sunny and beautiful. My parents and I were out for a stroll when, out of nowhere, a car came speeding straight at us. No warning. No sign of stopping.
What happened next was tragically predictable: Nobita's father, Nobisuke, was hit and died on the spot. In that moment, it was like time froze.
I don't know how, but I managed to react in time and shoved my mother out of the way. Unfortunately, I still got hit. Luckily, maybe because of that shove, the car only clipped my leg, and I was sent flying.
My head smashed into the pavement, a rock splitting open my scalp, blood blurring my vision.
All I could see was red, and hear shouting—bystanders calling for help, someone dialing emergency services.
Pain shot through my entire body, especially my right leg. It felt broken. The world spun, and just before losing consciousness, I heard my mother, Tamako, crying.
Back to the present.
Man, what a brutal start!
Crossed into a new world but lived like an idiot for years because I hadn't awakened my memories. And just as I finally do—boom, my dad dies. As if that weren't enough, I end up all battered and broken.
But whatever. At least I'm alive. It's a new beginning. Time to enjoy life.
Wait a second—I've transmigrated, right? So... where's my cheat?
"System?"
"Skill points menu?"
"Wise old grandpa?"
"BOB?" — Actually, let's not go there.
Nothing? Seriously? No response at all?
Damn it, am I not the main character?
But hold on… I'm in the Doraemon world! Who needs cheats when you've got the Blue Cat himself?
Thinking that, maybe this isn't such a bad start after all.
"Ouch…" I accidentally moved and pain shot through my body, making me cry out involuntarily.
From outside the room came a rush of footsteps. The door swung open and a soft, intoxicating fragrance filled the air. A voluptuous woman in a tight pink top that strained against her curves and round glasses burst in, her ample breasts bouncing hypnotically as she moved. She threw her arms around me tightly, pressing her soft, warm body flush against mine.
"No—Nobita, you're finally awake! Thank goodness... I was so worried," she breathed, her hot breath tickling my ear. "Your father is gone… you're all I have left now. What would I have done if I lost you too?"
I couldn't even respond. My face was smothered in her enormous, pillowy breasts, and I was struggling to breathe. The softness enveloped me, and I felt a stirring in my lower regions.
"M-Mom… too tight…"
Tamako quickly let go, flustered.
Then, just as she did, another figure barged into the room—a blue creature that launched itself at me and hugged me tight.
"Nobita! You're okay! I was so worried!"
"Doraemon! Hey—let go! I can't breathe! And stop wiping your snot on me!"
"Doraemon!"