"Well, actually I am Doraemon"

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Krishna noticed question marks appearing above both of their heads. Despite the absurdity of the situation, he focused on finding a suitable solution

"Why do I have to play on hell mode?"

Suddenly, a thought seemed to spark in his mind.

Ayuzawa Misaki a super maid excel at spying, intelligence collection, fighting, time mangement and who know what. Even a person like her has moments of shock.

And the course of shook was this statement.

"Actually I came from Another time and space."

If it was any other person they might take it as joke but she possess the eye of truth.

This eye gave her power to identify if a person is lying or telling truth though there is certain restriction on its usage.

"From Another what??"

Misumi has finally had her hard drive blown and has reached a stage popularly known as 'Little Misumi.' 'Little Misumi' is an ultra-rare state that emerges only when the normal Misumi ceases to function.

Little Misumi had a bright smile on her face. She tied her hair identically to the current Misumi and wore matching clothes, creating an uncanny resemblance.

Seeing this, Krishna was reminded of a certain anime character. But he quickly brushed it off—after all, traveling to another world was crazy enough.

"Yes, I don't know what happened, but a strange light flashed, and I ended up here."

"As for how I'm fine, it's thanks to this gadget." he said, holding up the shield in his hand.

Here's a refined version:

"Misaki stared at the shield, which looked like a child's toy, utterly speechless.

'Is my Eye of Truth malfunctioning? No, it's definitely working.' Misaki had full confidence in her ability—it had never failed that she hoped she was born without it.

"WOW, WOW!" Little Misumi seemed to be the only one enjoying this.

Krishna doubted anyone would believe his story—except maybe the red-eyed little girl, who was staring at his hands with bright, excited eyes.

What surprised him even more was seeing the serious maid lower her rocket launcher.

"Well, I'll believe that for now." Misaki replied.

Krishna was relieved to have cleared this hell-mode level, though he couldn't help but wonder why she believed him so easily. But her next words made him break into a sweat.

"But harming the purity of milady cannot be forgiven." she said, as a rocket shot straight toward him.

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AFTER HALF HOUR OF SHOOTING

Krishna, fully dressed in his borrowed clothes, sat at the grand, opulent dining table. As he turned his gaze toward the main seat, he saw Misumi seated with regal poise, sipping tea, while Misaki served her with graceful efficiency.

Misumi glanced over at him, her eyes serene and composed. Her demeanor, in contrast to before, exuded an air of authority and confidence, reflecting a newfound elegance and control.

Misumi, one of the rare few who knew about Misaki's extraordinary power, was particularly intrigued by Krishna. The mystery surrounding him only deepened her curiosity.

"So, about this dimension thing—can you tell me more?"

Krishna took a deep breath, steadying himself before he began his explanation. He decided not to mention Earth directly. Instead, he described Doraemon's futuristic world, knowing that the advanced gadgets and technology he encountered were beyond the scope of normal explanations.

"This world I came from," Krishna started, "isn't quite like yours. It's a future world filled with incredible technology—things you'd find hard to believe. It's not just advanced; it's fantastical. Imagine gadgets that defy the laws of physics as you know them."

From what Krishna had observed, this world was anything but ordinary.

It was fortunate that Misaki couldn't use her ability right now due to the restriction of one use per day; otherwise, Krishna might have been dodging missiles rather than explaining the complexities of his futuristic world.

As Krishna recounted his experiences, both Misumi and Misaki were stunned by the notion of such a god-level civilization. They were taken aback by the idea, but it made sense to them; after all, nothing else could account for the kind of shield that could bounce back rockets. He realized that this world's technology, while similar to Earth's, was on a vastly grander scale—about double the size of Earth. Moreover, this world was filled with tales and supernatural phenomena that further complicated their understanding.

Misumi's question caught Krishna off guard. "If your civilization can easily travel between dimensions, can you bring us there too?"

Krishna was taken aback by the request but recognized its reasonableness. He pondered for a moment, realizing that while it might be possible, he didn't have access to the powerful gadgets necessary for such a feat. At the moment, he only had one gadget, and he wasn't sure how to address this without revealing too much.(A/N: He is thinking about Earth here )

"Actually, cough… because of space-time disturbances, many of my gadgets are not available," Krishna admitted, a bit embarrassed.

Upon hearing this, both Misumi and Misaki exchanged a glance, silently communicating their thoughts as they processed the implications of his statement.

"If you'd like, you can rest here for today," Misumi offered, noting that Krishna didn't even have proper clothes or a place to stay.

Krishna was delighted by the offer. The chance to stay at the manor was a rare and welcomed opportunity.

"Please, Misaki take him to his room"

"As you wish milady"

Misaki led Krishna to a room that was ten times larger than his previous one, equipped with all the essentials he might need.

"If you need anything, just call the maid outside," she said, gesturing to the staff who would be available to assist him.

After giving a slight bow, Misaki turned and left the room. Krishna couldn't help but marvel at the contrast between her current demeanor and the demon who had once launched rockets at him for half an hour. Despite his physical safety, the psychological pressure from that experience still lingered in his mind.

Setting aside his chaotic thoughts, Krishna jumped straight onto the bed. The soft, plush surface seemed to envelop him, and soon, his mind drifted into dreams of his future harem, imagining a world of adventure and romance that awaited him.

At the same time in Misumi's room.

"Milady, why did you offer him to stay?" Misaki asked, puzzled by the gesture.

Misumi set down the book she had been reading and turned her gaze toward Misaki. "Humans are social creatures. Offering him help is a way to build better relationships."

"Huh, Milady, you've grown. You're actually trying to make friends," Misaki said with a playful tone, fake tears glistening at the corners of her eyes.

Seeing Misaki's playful act, Misumi's face reddened slightly. She responded with a touch of annoyance, "Don't make fun of me. He's not from this planet and can't return home. Helping him is an investment.

Hearing Misumi's words, Misaki smiled with a knowing expression, clearly understanding the deeper intention behind the gesture.

Misumi glanced at the clock and saw it was already 10 PM. Feeling the weariness of the day, she climbed into bed, ready to let sleep take over.

Misaki turned to close the door gently before heading off to finish her other work, ensuring the room was quiet and secure for the night.