Although Nobita had previously returned home and mentioned to Doraemon how great Heino's works were, Doraemon still didn't have a clear impression.
Now, after watching it himself, Doraemon finally had a better understanding.
"Let me tell you, Doraemon, you'll definitely love Heino's comics!" Nobita said enthusiastically.
Seeing Doraemon genuinely praise the work, Nobita's face lit up with joy.
Heino also smiled faintly. So far, everyone who had read his stories expressed a desire to keep reading — a sign that Demon Slayer was indeed captivating in its storytelling.
The next step would be to quickly finish the remaining chapters and contact a publisher to submit the manuscript for release.
Now that Heino knew Doraemon's gadgets were sent for maintenance, he gave up on any ideas of relying on futuristic help. It seemed he would have to depend solely on himself.
Thinking back to the past two days of staying up late to rush the manuscript, Heino let out a helpless sigh.
The road ahead was long and arduous...
But there was good news too: as his drawing skills improved, his speed increased significantly compared to when he first started.
After all, refining artistic skills had always been a matter of practice, and with the help of the system, his learning curve had accelerated tremendously.
"Hey, Doraemon, do you think demons might really exist in this world...?"
Perhaps recalling something from Heino's last chapter, Nobita asked curiously, turning to Doraemon.
"How could that be possible, Nobita? You've been reading too many comics and getting carried away," Doraemon replied, shaking his head and looking at Nobita as if he were being ridiculous.
"How is it impossible? Even our school teachers said there are still many things modern science can't explain!"
Unwilling to back down, Nobita shot back, quoting what he'd heard at school.
"Just because science can't explain something now doesn't mean future science won't. You still have a lot to learn, Nobita," Doraemon said, crossing his arms and looking smug.
"I don't care! There are still countless mysteries in the world. If demons that eat people existed, it wouldn't surprise me!"
Nobita was just as stubborn. The two often argued like this — small disagreements that never actually hurt their relationship.
Watching the two bicker, Heino felt a little helpless.
It was amazing how they managed to live under the same roof without driving each other crazy every day.
Fortunately, Doraemon and Nobita both knew when to stop. After a few more exchanges, they realized today wasn't like usual — there was a guest at home.
It would be awkward to keep bickering pointlessly.
"I'm home~!"
Just then, a man's voice rang out from downstairs.
"Welcome home, dear! You've worked hard!"
Tamako Nobi's voice replied warmly. It was clear that the man who just arrived was Nobita's father, Daisuke Nobi.
The family was now all gathered.
"Nobita! Doraemon! Dad's home. Bring your new classmate downstairs — dinner's ready!"
"Coming!"
"Heino, my dad's back. Let's go downstairs and get ready for dinner," Nobita said with a smile.
"Mm."
Heino nodded and followed Nobita and Doraemon downstairs.
From the original works, Heino already knew a bit about Nobita's father, Nobi Daisuke.
A warm, gentle office worker, Daisuke always showed patience and tolerance toward his family. Even when he and Tamako quarreled, he usually took the initiative to apologize.
That said, his old habit of drinking did cause occasional friction. Sometimes, he'd come home late at night smelling of alcohol and create a ruckus.
He also had a tendency to splurge on hobbies like golf, occasionally exceeding the household budget — another point of tension with Tamako.
But overall, Daisuke played a good fatherly role: resting at home when needed, encouraging Nobita, and sometimes taking him out to play baseball.
When they reached the dining room, Heino finally saw this slightly chubby middle-aged man.
"So you're the new transfer student Nobita mentioned! Welcome to our home!"
Daisuke had changed into his home clothes and smiled warmly at Heino while tidying his shirt.
"Thank you, Uncle," Heino replied with a smile.
As expected, Daisuke's easy-going and hospitable personality made people feel relaxed around him.
After sitting for a while, Tamako brought the prepared dishes to the table.
The food looked and smelled amazing — it was clear that she had put great effort into welcoming Heino.
"I heard you transferred from China, so I tried to replicate some Chinese home-style dishes. I hope they suit your taste," Tamako said kindly as she sat down beside Daisuke.