(Nobita's Home)
Nobita: I'm back home!
Mom: Welcome, Nobita. How was your day at school?
Nobita: It was good, Mom. Nobita then starts telling his mom everything that happened at school today.
After a little while, he eats the snacks his mom prepared for him and then begins doing his homework.
It has been 4 hours since Nobita started his homework.
Nobita: Why can't I understand this... Nobita's voice carried a hint of sadness. He was trying his best to complete his homework but kept getting stuck on some questions.
Nobita: No, I can do it... He didn't give up and kept trying.
It's 9 o'clock now. Seven hours have passed since he started his homework, but he still hasn't been able to finish it.
Nobita slams his head on the desk as tears begin to form in his eyes.
Nobita: WHY!!! Why can't I do it... (weeping) Wh...yy...w..hy? Am I so dumb? WHY!!!
He breaks down, crying on the cold floor. All the memories of Doraemon flood back to him. He remembers the way they both smiled, the times they played together, and every moment Doraemon came to his rescue when he cried for help. Nobita recalls every memory they shared.
He would have already run to Doraemon and asked for help like always, but Doraemon wasn't here anymore. He wasn't there to help Nobita stand back up again.
Nobita's eyes, red from crying, filled with sorrow.
Nobita: (sniff)...I miss you...Doraemon.
He was alone now, and no one was coming to help him again. He knew this all along, but he still wasn't ready to accept it. He wasn't ready to accept that Doraemon was gone and wouldn't come back to help him this time. Nobita realized he had to do it himself, so he could one day see his friend again.
Suddenly, he heard his mom calling him.
Mom: It's dinner time. Come and eat.
Nobita: I don't have an appetite, Mom. I'll eat later.
Mom: What? You're not hungry? No response came from upstairs. Nobita's mom left after trying a few more times.
(In the kitchen)
Dad: Is he not coming?
Mom: No... He's keeping himself locked in his room.
Dad: Really? Why?
Mom: I don't know. He's been like this ever since Doraemon left. He has changed so much... I'm worried about him.
Dad: How long has it been since Doraemon left?
Mom: It's been 5 days.
Dad: Hmm...
Mom: Why don't you try talking to him? Maybe he'll listen to you.
Dad: Hmm. I'll go talk to him.
(He left the kitchen and headed upstairs to talk to Nobita in his room.)
Nobita's dad slowly approached the door of his room and knocked on it.
Dad: Nobita... Are you alright?
Nobita: ......
Dad: Did something happen, Nobita? Can you tell me what it is?
Nobita: Nothing... Dad...
(While standing outside the door, Nobita's dad sensed the helplessness in his son's voice and sat down beside the door.)
Dad: ..... (after staying silent for a while) It's tough, isn't it? Nobita became astonished after hearing his dad's words.
Dad: We all have different perspectives on life. Every person sees it differently and chooses to live in the way they believe life should be.