Yu-Gi-Oh ......

Sock......

Penguin......

Vague scenes and sounds passed through my mind, and countless obscured memories were slowly reviving......

In a flash

Sock wakes up from his sleep to find himself lying in a hospital bed, with a white ceiling in sight.

It turns out that there has never been a duel monster in the world, and there is no underworld great evil god, and Soke has not crossed the ......

Gradually, Sock remembered everything, he was a patient who was admitted to a mental hospital due to extreme autism, he had been in the hospital for eight years, all his memories were stuck in the morning of eight years ago, everything was just his own fantasy......

Wrong!

Sock's brain, which is more developed than normal, senses that something is wrong.

How can that kind of real memory and feeling be just a fantasy......

But before he could think about it, Nobita, a patient who had been lying on the bed next to Soke, also woke up, looked around in horror, and shouted the name of "Doraemon".

But the only answer to him was endless dead silence.

"Shizuka...... Doraemon ......"

Nobita fell to his knees in pain, tears blurring his vision: "Could it be ...... Are these all fakes...... I don't believe it's impossible to ......"

The noise drew the hospital staff.

The expressionless staff forcibly took Nobita away, and no matter how much he struggled, it didn't help.

Finally, at the end of the door, a man who looked like a doctor glanced back at Sock and said something creepy: "You're awake too?" Do you think you're some kind of evil god of the underworld, do you? If that's the case, you'll soon be new friends with Nobita. ”

The original momentary sobriety was drowned out, and Sok quietly swallowed his saliva and shook his head.

"Good."

The doctor sneered: "Stay honest, don't make trouble, wait until the evening, the penguin you used to raise will come to bring you food." ”

With that, the doctor closed the door.

But Sock was shocked!

Stand on tiptoe...... Penguin!?

……

The sun is scorching

The asphalt road is also like being roasted by the sun, and the hot air is torture to breathe.

At the end of the road, a stocky figure with a tattered pocket larger than it stood next to the vending machine, staring at the middle-aged man who had just bought a Coke.

The middle-aged man noticed the penguin's gaze and glanced at it.

Many people in this world have highly intelligent pets, and people have long been familiar with them.

……

"Boss."

The little penguin clumsily wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Can you give me the bottle of water after drinking?" ”

……

The middle-aged man was obviously a little stunned, but he nodded anyway.

Generally, families who can afford high-IQ pets should not be in bad condition, at least they will not let such high-end pets come out to work and collect waste.

Not......

Maybe it's some homework assigned by the pet school?

……

It didn't take long for the Coke to run out.

The middle-aged man handed the bottle to the little penguin.

The little penguin bowed very politely and thanked him, then took the bottle, threw it into the broken pocket on his little shoulder, and continued to stagger forward against the scorching sun.

……

Sunset.

After picking up the bottles for the day, the little penguin didn't eat anything.

It's starving.

But if you want to buy food, you still have to wait until the bottle is sold to the owner of the scrapyard.

Dragged the heavy pockets forward, although the pockets were very heavy, but the little penguin was very happy, because he had picked up a lot of bottles today, and he could sell them for a little more money, in addition to paying for Sock's hospital bed, he could buy some good ones for him.

Thinking like this in my heart, even the hungry rumbling stomach is not so uncomfortable.

……

When I came to the scrap yard, the boss greeted the penguins familiarly.

"There are a lot of bottles today, in addition to the basic price, I'll give you two more dollars."

"Really, thank you!"

……

The bottles were all sold, and the little penguin had a happy smile on his face, carrying the broken pocket on his back and taking the money and leaving.

Leave the scrap yard and come to Merchandise Street.

Under the scorching sun, the place becomes bustling and bustling again, with many adults and children walking and playing here.

The penguins carefully hold the money to avoid the rampaging bear children.

But this piqued the curiosity of those bear children.

"Hey! There's a penguin here! ”

"Wow! It looks like it has money in its hand! ”

"Let's grab it and buy a doll!"

……

The bears and children came towards the penguins with sticks with hideous faces.

The little penguin was startled and quickly turned around and ran.

But it has been picking up bottles for a day under the scorching sun, and has not eaten anything, has been supported by faith has not fallen, this run, its weak body can not bear it at all, after a period of dizziness, the little penguin "poof", fell to the ground, all the money in his hand was scattered, the coin bounced off the ground, making a crisp sound.

So instead of chasing, the bear children began to noisily pick up the money that the penguins had dropped on the ground.

"You are not allowed to rob it, but give it back to me...... Give it back to me! ”

The little penguin lay on the ground, trying to stand up, but his body was weak and began to disobey him.

Seeing the bear children snatch the money and squeeze into the crowd and never see it again, the little penguin's nose was sore, and tears still flowed down uncontrollably.

"That's Thorke's life-saving money......"

"You ......"

"Give it back to me......"

……

Little penguins huddle there, and people come and go to avoid them.

Finally, feeling that his body had regained consciousness, the little penguin reluctantly stood up, swayed and swayed to the roadside fountain pool and drank two sips of water, so that his stomach would not be so hungry.

……

Staggered back.

The little penguin wipes tears and tries to make a smile.

Come on......

Even if Sock was still unconscious, he couldn't let him see how sad he was.

I'll talk to the doctor about the hospital bed and nutrition to see if I can slow it down, and I'll just need to pick up more bottles tomorrow......

……

"Wang! Woof! ”

A dog barking woke up the little penguin, who was thinking about something.

Looking up, the family was mixing half a bowl of leftover rice and some dog food together and putting it in front of the kennel in the yard.

The pit bull, tethered to the kennel, was clearly dismissive of the thing, sniffing it and not looking at it again, instead staring at the steak on the table in the room.

Seeing this, the master sighed helplessly, divided the meat steak on the table in half, served it on another plate, and brought it to it.

The Pitbull was satisfied and began to eat with a hum.

The little penguin outside the yard looked at the bowl of leftovers mixed with dog food next to him, his saliva was about to flow down, and he touched his little belly that was cooing, but finally he couldn't hold back his hunger and quietly walked into the yard......