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... ying things will happen!"

Doraemon is very serious.

"Extremely scary thing?!"

"What terrifying thing?"

All the children were just startled.

The two Doraemon looked at each other, but shook their heads at the same time.

"We don't know either, but that's really scary..."

Looking at Doraemon, I couldn't tell for a while.

Several people are a little confused.

Only Nobita looked at the other self on the opposite side with interest.

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