you're Dekisugi Hidetoshi?

The car door swung open with a smooth, almost silent hiss, and a man stepped out. Nobita's breath caught in his throat. The man was undeniably handsome, his features chiseled and sharp. His appearance was as if he was a glacier, his exterior as cold and impenetrable as ice.

Beside him, a woman stood her beauty almost as striking. She was tall and slender, with long, flowing hair that cascaded down her back. Her eyes, a shade of emerald green, held a captivating allure. The couple held hands, their fingers intertwined.

Doremon, Shizuka, Gian, and Suneo were equally stunned. Their jaws dropped, their eyes wide with disbelief.

The man's gaze swept over the group, his eyes lingering on Nobita for a fraction of a second longer. Then, his focus shifted to Doraemon.

"Doraemon?" he questioned, his voice deep and resonant.

Doraemon's blue eyes widened. "Dekisugi?" he replied, his voice filled with surprise.

"It's been a long time," he said

the friends were stunned to see their long-lost friend.

"so, you're saying that you're Dekisugi? Dekisugi Hidetoshi?" Suneo asked with suspicion.

the man nodded his head.

Gian, unable to contain his curiosity, blurted out, "Where the hell have you been, Dekisugi? You just vanished without a trace!"

Dekisugi's expression remained impassive. "Circumstances beyond my control," he replied.

"Circumstances?" Shizuka questioned, her voice gentle. "We're your friends, Dekisugi. You could have at least let us know you were okay."

"Do you have any idea how much we were worried about you? We searched for you in every corner of the world. " Suneo asked.

"I know, I'm truly sorry for that," Dekisugi replied.

The lady who had accompanied Dekisugi, watched the interaction with a curious detachment. Her gaze shifted from one person to another.

Finally, unable to contain her curiosity, she spoke.

"Who are these people, darling?" she asked Dekisugi, her voice soft and melodic.

Dekisugi paused, his eyes meeting hers. "They're old friends," he replied, his tone flat.

Nobita stood there, frozen, his mind racing.

Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest. When the lady called Dekisugi 'darling'. The Dekisugi who had confessed his feelings to him seemed like a distant memory to him. The man standing in front of him was a stranger, a shadow of the Dekisugi he had once known.

"Why are so silent? Don't you have anything to say to Dekisugi?" The lady asked Nobita.

"uh? Me?," Nobita asked in a slow voice. Words were not coming out of his mouth.

Doraemon, sensing Nobita's distress, stepped forward. "Dekisugi, We need to talk."

Dekisugi's eyes narrowed. "Later, Doraemon," he said curtly. "Right now, I have business to attend to."

"Deki... Dekisugi?" Nobita stammered, his voice choked with emotion.

Dekisugi turned towards the voice.

"....."

 Tears welled up in Nobita's eyes. A million questions swirled in his mind, but all he could manage was a choked sob.

"Do you have anything to say Mr.?" Dekisugi asked in a flat voice.

"Mr.? Don't you recognize me? I'm Nobita! Your Nob-,"

Nobita?," Dekisugi said, his voice flat, " I don't recall knowing anyone by that name."

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