-(Nobita's POV again)-

The next month that I had to spend in the hospital was undoubtedly very long, they say that when you are admitted to a hospital you feel that time passes very slowly, and I confirm it. I practically couldn't leave my hospital room much, I even missed going to school. If I could go out, I could only go to the hospital courtyard during visiting hours. If it weren't for Doraemon, Shizuka, my parents, and my friends who were by my side during that month, I would have gone crazy.

Although when classes started, Shizuka, Seiya, Melia and Dekisugi's visit was reduced a bit due to having to attend and do homework. I thought I wouldn't have to do anything related to that, but the teacher also visited me to see how I was doing and to congratulate me because Seiya, Dekisugi and Shizuka talked about how, thanks to me, everyone who was in the classroom that day didn't die, plus of how I risked myself to save Shizuka.

The truth is, I still hallucinate with the idea that no one died thanks to the fact that I only saw a couple of men in black, apparently thanks to that, my classmates no longer saw me as much as the wrench thief and a slow mechanic, I have to thank them for that. I feel flattered, but at the same time, the teacher told me that I was going to do the homework at the hospital and that he commissioned Dekisugi to give me classes on the weekends until I fully recovered and so that I can catch up with my studies, oh man.

I really appreciated the visits, they really made me feel like I wasn't alone, plus, I think Shizuka and I became closer than before, that makes me happy, it's progress for me in the future, I still plan to tell her how I feel, but still not yet, with all this I want to do it after the mission. I want to be calm with all this and with myself before telling her how I feel.

I would like to say that being in the hospital I was bored all the time, but that would be a lie. I had to take the medicines that Dr. Keta prescribed for me, I don't like medicines. They taste horrible! But I had no other option, they said that this way I would get more used to my new heart. I had to do therapy to be able to walk properly again, after all, I spent almost a month in a coma, so it was complicated.

Shizuka, Doraemon and my parents helped me a lot with that, it was difficult, two or three steps and I would fall, I felt more clumsy than before the incident, I wanted to give up but, thanks that they never let me do it, now I can walk well again, my body feels agile like before, even more so. Seiya helped me with that too. I may now be able to bathe alone without help again.

There was also the issue of the nightmare in the park, there wasn't a day where I didn't have that same nightmare, every night I woke up in the early morning, the doctor recommended tea and I even tried a relaxing medicine that I could take, but it didn't work. Sometimes I tend to cry out of helplessness and frustration every time I was caught by the macabre metal figure that followed me in my dreams, apparently I think Doraemon was right, maybe the incident left me traumatized, I had to hear how people suffered because of it. Baron Kurai was horrible, the crying, the pain, not to mention that sometimes I had attacks, which until now occur less frequently and still remain painful.

He did this to me, on the one hand, I got into the program to stop it for my loved ones, but because I had been through it two months ago, sometimes I feel anger inside me. I REALLY WANT TO SETTLE ACCOUNTS, HE HAS TO PAY.

Doraemon says not to think about that, to think about the most important thing for which we are embarking on this odyssey, but... Everything I have been through, the nightmares, the pain, hearing the suffering of others... That's not making it easy for me. My parents don't know I'm in the program, and that's what I prefer. I prefer that they not know about this because they already had a bad time with what happened to me, I don't want them to have another uncertainty because of me.

It's finally the day! After the last checkup I'll finally be able to go home, they will discharge me! I'm excited! I can't wait to get back to the routine that I didn't expect to miss! I'm sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for the doctor to arrive, as dad has an order to do some welding for some machines, mom is the one who will take me back home with Doraemon.

"Hello Nobita" Dr. Keta opens the door to the room while he sees his clipboard, both Doraemon and I greet him excitedly. "I see you're excited to come home."

"Yes I am! It's been almost 2 months that I've been here! I miss my room!" Yes, I'm really excited, I just want to hear you tell me (You can go now!) so I can change and let's go already.

"Nobita, calm down or the doctor won't be able to check you!" Mom tells me that and I have no choice but to stay calm, I see the wave of scolding coming again like in the old days, after all, she hasn't done it for months. Doraemon just laughs softly, I can't help it, knowing that finally today I will be free makes me very excited.

"Don't worry Mrs. Nobi, he isn't the first child I've seen who is excited to leave a hospital, it's normal." Dr. Keta smiles, then proceeds to do the checkup on me using the stethoscope, or I think that's what it's called that device to listen to the heart, I don't know. It took him a while, but he was jotting something down on his clipboard. "Well, it seems that everything is in order, the mechanical heart works well, this prosthesis is special, it doesn't need maintenance or anything, Nobita can lead a normal and full life. He will only have to take medicine every morning for a whole year, and come for a monthly visit to evaluate the condition of the heart, but today your internship here ends"

"Can I go now?!" Dr. Keta nods smiling, so Doraemon and I start jumping happily because we can finally leave this place, they took good care of me here, but I really miss my house and being able to go to the places I usually go.

"Thank goodness," Doraemon says, looking at me with joy as he begins to tear up. "And to think that when we got here, you were risking your life. But everything will be fine now. Thank you, Dr. Keta."

"Thank you very much doctor for saving me 2 months ago" I'm really grateful to him, he was practically one of the people who did not let me die on the day of the incident.

"It's part of my job, and the one you should thank the most is Seiya and his father who made this possible. Mrs. Nobi, please come to my office to give you the medication and discharge permission" The doctor says, heading to the door.

"Thank you doctor" Mom couldn't help but tear up, she was as grateful as we were, that's how she saw us both "Nobita, I left your clothes on the bed, change and make sure you don't leave anything forgotten, as soon as I'm done I'll come see you at the two to leave, that an acquaintance of Mr. Hirano is going to do us the favor of taking us home in his vehicle."

"Okay, mom." I'm so excited. I want to go home! So I changed my clothes putting on my usual one, it feels good to wear something different than the hospital gown, Doraemon and I started packing everything to have everything ready for them to pick us up. Just then, someone knocks on the door. I see the time on the old clock on the wall of the room, it was visiting time again.

"Were you expecting a visitor today?" I shake my head at the question Doraemon asked me. Well of course I wasn't expecting any visitors, my friends already knew that they were going to discharge me today, so they will go to my house later. Anyway, I walk towards the door to open it. It was Hanz, the strange owner of the theater and...! Doraemon's friend? I don't know, he doesn't tolerate it because of the ear's jokes. Doraemon is startled to see him enter the room as if nothing had happened "What are you doing here?! We're already leaving! You don't need to visit Nobita!"

"But how much abuse." Hanz always seemed strange to me, he comes from the same world where Doraemon comes from, and I understand that he is an "event supervisor", but I still don't understand what he has to supervise. "Just so YOU know, I came because I'm going to take you home in my little mechano-baby, you should thank me" He just acts offended but immediately smiles, seriously, it's weird.

"Mechano-baby?" Is that what he calls his car? Adults are weird

"It's not just a car, it's a modified Bugatti! Besides, my time machine, it's not like a certain mechanical cat that still has the factory model version of a simple floor mat."

I'm surprised, the future where they both come from is incredible, there must be thousands of inventions that are still only part of the imagination where I live "A time machine car that can pass like a normal car? It's amazing"

"It is isn't it?" You can tell how Hanz wanted to hear that from me to see how Doraemon would react, sorry buddy, but I really got excited about it.

"It's not a big deal, classic is more functional" Doraemon just crosses his arms annoyed, I can't help but smile a little because sometimes their interaction made me laugh. That's when mom comes in to pick us up. Now I can say goodbye to the room where I was, I was afraid of having to call this a home but in the end everything turned out well.

"At least... Until I start training I guess" That's what I was thinking as I walked out of the hospital with Doraemon, mom and Hanz. I only know that this mechanical heart is an engine, I don't know anything else about this, I don't know what it is capable of doing, but I only hope I can use it to put an end to everything he did to us.

Dr. Keta, Seiya, Melia and Mr. Hirano said goodbye to us outside the hospital, without them I probably wouldn't be here, or rather, it was obvious that I would NOT be here, mom and Doraemon also thanked them for the treatment, Doraemon and I said goodbye to Seiya and Melia, we would see each other tomorrow at school. The three of us got on the... Mechano-baby? of Hanz, that still makes me laugh a little, but Doraemon told me not to say that to a car again because that name comes from a strange theater. The car started, although it didn't look like it, it was comfortable and spacious. It's amazing that this is a time machine.

Mr. Hirano told me that tomorrow he would begin the "training" of the program to discover what I can do, before he said that he would begin in a week, but he changed his mind since he had been notified that Baron Kurai was making advance moves and now he had chosen the day of his big move, but he was going to tell me that tomorrow.

That makes me a little nervous. What if I can't really do anything? I agreed to be part of a prosthetics team, but I don't know what to do. What if I'm useless in the end? They have always stressed it to me, I'm slow, I'm a mediocre mechanic who can only stand out when I don't pay attention to what I do. Beyond that, what else could I do?

Probably NOTHING

Being immersed in my own thoughts of doubts I didn't realize that we had already arrived home. Stepping out of the car and looking at my house gave me a feeling of calm and nostalgia, I was gone for two months and returning to the place where I left the last time before the incident gives me mixed feelings. Dad was waiting for us there with Shizuka and Dekisugi who approach me, Shizuka hugs me excitedly, WHICH FELT VERY GOOD. And it hurt, I've been there for about two months and I still feel like it hurts a little, not much anymore but it still hurt. "It's good that everything is over, welcome Nobita"

But that she did it, that she cared about me, that she visited me every day without fail, that day... That day's kiss on the cheek... Make me feel that I should do what I should do, that made all my doubts disappear for now. I couldn't help but blush at that detail. It was a chaotic experience that I had for 2 months and I am glad that for now everything is calm.

"I'm glad that tomorrow you're coming back to school with us, Nobi. How do you feel? Do you think you're ready to return?" What Dekisugi asked me made me remember something.

"In fact, it's the first time I really want to go to school. It's just..." I just let out a sigh, it was a bit complicated, but if I've already defeated death, I feel like I can do anything. And I feel like I have to do this, because I feel very inspired and I need to clear this thing that I feel.

"I have something pending that I must do"