MY EVIL BOSS

Chapter 19

Kenji stepped into his dorm room, tossing his bag onto the couch before answering the buzzing call.
“Boss, when are you heading back? There’s a lot of pending work here!” came a sharp voice on the other end.

Kenji rolled his eyes and sank into the cushions. “Take care until I come back, Jisung! I’ll try to return in a week.”
“Okay,boss” Jisung muttered before hanging up.

Kenji let out a soft sigh, glancing over Doraemon’s picture—smiling like an idiot. A tiny grin crept onto Kenji’s face, and before he knew it, his cheeks were burning red.

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Back at Nobita’s house, chaos had begun.

“WHAT was that, Dekisugi?” Nobita stormed into the room, dragging a flustered Dekisugi behind him. “Why’d you tell Doraemon like that?!”

Dekisugi awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, stammering, “I didn’t know he’d actually go and kiss— I mean thank Kenji like that!”

“You—!” Nobita scowled, pinching Dekisugi’s ear.
Dorami crossed her arms with a sigh. “He deserves it. Nobita, how about we punch him in the stomach?”

Dekisugi held up both hands. “Violence is not the answer!”

Just then, Doraemon walked in, blinking in confusion. “What’s going on here?”Nobita gestured to the couch. “Doraemon, come sit. I need to ask... How many times have you kissed err I mean thanked Kenji like that?”

Dekisugi leaned forward curiously to hear Doraemon's answer.

Doraemon tilted his head with a bright smile. “Twice!”

Dekisugi burst into uncontrollable laughter. “TWO times?! You kissed that Kenji idiot twice?! You little raccoon!”

Doraemon lunged at him with a flying kick, but Nobita caught him mid-air.

“I used to look like a raccoon when I was a robot, okay?!” Doraemon growled. “But now I’m human! Stop calling me that!”

The room fell into awkward silence.

Dorami sighed, clearly done with everyone, while Dekisugi and Nobita locked eyes—then suddenly both shouted in unison:
“AH! I REMEMBER EVERYTHING!!”

Dorami’s brows twitched. Dekisugi’s voice came out serious now. “Wait... how are you a human now?”

Doraemon opened his mouth to answer, but Dorami cut in, stern. “We’ll talk this evening. Dekisugi, call everyone.”He nodded quickly.
Doraemon pouted, “And call Kenji and Ming too!”
Nobita nodded, while Dekisugi quietly facepalmed.

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Evening came.

The living room buzzed with chatter. Everyone was there—except Kenji.Doraemon kept glancing at the door with a worried pout.

Ming chuckled, “Maybe Kenji couldn’t make it. He’s got loads of work.”Suneo shrugged. “Yeah, Kenji-san gonna head back to Korea soon”

Doraemon’s expression fell. But just then, the door creaked open.

Kenji stepped in, eyes locking instantly with Doraemon’s.

Without thinking, Doraemon sprinted to him and wrapped his arms around his waist. Kenji froze, stunned, then chuckled and ruffled his hair.
“I’m here, Mon,” he whispered gently.

Gasps filled the room.

“Ahem,” Shizuka nudged Gian. “You look happy.”
Gian scoffed. “More like shocked.” Gian glanced at Dekisugi and murmured, “Are those two... dating?”
Dekisugi shrugged,“If that Kenji idiot remember about me and shizuka again, we will die for sure”Shizuka nodded nervously.