❝ …Hold up, that’s it?? ❞

     Doraemon blinks, slowly, looking CONFUSED for many reasons, but especially due to how fast had the little tale escalated into DEATH and its respective ending.  That was the whole story??  No MORAL??  No PUNCHLINE to such a joke??  What had just happened??  He knew barnacles weren’t pleasing to look at, yeah, but he didn’t remember anything about the Cirripedia species being capable of producing POISON – or any other “deadly” methods of survival whatsoever…  Wait, were barnicles even EDIBLE in the first place??  For such a simple and short story he was trying to dig TOO MUCH into it.

Now his DISATISFACTION was visible, the robot stroking one of his whiskers with half-lidded eyes.  Sure, he would have shown INTEREST earlier on but such a short and vague delivery had ruined it.  He sighs as he gets back on his feet, feeling like his time had been WASTED.