In the ordinary life of Crayon Shin-chan

Chapter 1440 Xiao Xu is Missing 7

“Yes.” Zheng Nan nodded: “According to Xiao Xin, some of my comics were drawn under Xiao Xu’s guidance, but no matter what, the only guidance I can think of is the one I got from Mr. Yoshii.”

"Ah-Dai, what do you think?" Kazama asked, looking at Ah-Dai who was holding a stone.

"I... I don't know either." Ah-Dai fell silent for a moment. He had just found a stone at home, and there was a picture drawn on it, following the texture of the stone. But Ah-Dai knew very well that he hadn't drawn it himself. He didn't have the habit of drawing on stones. Besides, the only person who could draw on a stone and keep it was his friend.

Moreover, there was indeed a name in the corner of the drawing on the stone: Xiao Xu. A-Dai was also confused; why didn't he recognize it at all?

The little ones huddled together in silence.

"Hey, isn't that Shin-chan? Why is he coming over here?" Masao suddenly pointed at Shin-chan running towards the park not far away, looking puzzled.

"I don't know." They were also somewhat confused.

"Let's go take a look." As they spoke, the children saw Shin-chan run towards a corner of the park, then look around, pick up a stone, and start digging in the ground.

"This place seems to be where we buried the time capsule before?" Kazama asked uncertainly, looking at the spot Shin-chan had dug.

Ah-Dai paused for a moment, then walked over, picked up a stone, and started digging for Xiao-Xin.

"Me too!" Seeing this, Nini didn't hesitate and went over to help as well.

"Me, me, I'll help too." Zheng Nan hesitated for a moment, then went over to help dig.

Seeing this, Kazama looked around, found the park management office, borrowed a shovel, and the kids worked together to successfully dig out the iron box that had been buried.

Looking at the box in front of them, the children's expressions were somewhat heavy. Did Xiao Xu's things really exist inside?

They didn't know, and they weren't sure.

As Shin-chan trembled as he opened the box, everyone eagerly peered inside.

There's a clay elephant facing south, Nini's letter to herself, Kazama's foreign language book, Bo-chan's stone, and Shin-chan's Action Kamen shoes. And below all of these, there's a calligraphy book filled with writing.

The handwriting was very beautiful, unlike what a child would write, but Xiaoxin knew very well that it was Xiaoxu's handwriting. This was the book that Xiaoxu had buried here with them before!

"This is Xiaoxu's calligraphy practice book! When he buried it, he said that when it was dug up later, he could see his own handwriting!" Xiaoxin said earnestly, holding the calligraphy practice book.

"This is... Xiaoxu's calligraphy practice book?" Kazama looked at the handwriting on it, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"This handwriting looks even better than my mom and dad's!" Nini exclaimed in surprise.

“Even my parents can’t write characters like this,” Zheng Nan said, shaking his head after a few glances.

"But, Shin-chan, even if it's this, it can't be... okay." Kazama paused, looked at Shin-chan's expression, and sighed. What should he do?

Xiao Xu, if you really exist, please give me some guidance!

The little ones silently prayed in their hearts. Seeing Shin-chan like this, they felt that graduating was not easy for them either.

Kazama touched the paper of the calligraphy book: "The paper of this calligraphy book seems to be a little different in thickness, as if it was brought here on purpose. And have you noticed that, apart from the calligraphy book, the order of the other items in the box is exactly the same as what we agreed on, except that this calligraphy book was carefully placed at the bottom later - as if someone didn't want it to be easily discovered, but also hoped that it could be preserved along with our memories."

Ah-Dai kept stroking the painting on the stone, then suddenly spoke up: "The painting on the stone... the paint and the pencil marks on the calligraphy book are oxidized to about the same degree." He paused, then pointed to Shin-chan, whose eyes were red: "Shin-chan's tears will smudge the ink when they fall on the drawing paper. But the calligraphy book in the time capsule has dry, stiff paper without any water stains."

This sentence silenced everyone—if Xiao Xu was a figment of Xiao Xin's imagination, then why would the clues from different times and spaces be so coincidentally linked together? Sunlight filtered through the leaves and fell on the calligraphy copybook, making the characters on it seem to glow slightly. The little ones looked at each other, and the thin film in their hearts seemed to begin to crack.

"Wait a minute." Ah-Dai suddenly looked at Xiao-Xin: "Xiao-Xin, can I borrow your calligraphy copybook?"

"Oh, okay." Xiaoxin looked at Adai with some confusion and handed him the calligraphy copybook.

Ah-Dai raised the calligraphy book in his hand and looked at it in the sunlight. In the sunlight, it seemed that something appeared on the calligraphy book.

Adai touched the thickness of the paper: "There's a hidden layer inside. Shin-chan, can we tear it open?" Pointing to one of the calligraphy sheets, Adai looked at Shin-chan and asked.

"Huh? Oh, okay." Shin-chan looked at A-Dai's serious expression and nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Seeing this, Ah-Dai carefully tore the calligraphy copybook apart, and sure enough, there was another piece of paper inside.

"What is this?" Everyone looked at the paper with strange expressions. How was this done?

The paper was thinner than the inner pages of the calligraphy copybook, with faint traces of glue on the edges, clearly indicating it had been deliberately placed inside. The paper contained no intricate patterns, only a few lines of small characters written in blue ink, the handwriting identical to that on the copybook, only the strokes seemed lighter, as if written with a smile.

"When you see this piece of paper, it means our time capsule has really been dug out! I know you may not remember me now, but that's okay. We caught butterflies together in the park, had a jumping contest by the river, and Nini played super realistic house."

I remember Masao crying, Kazama being arrogant, Bo staring at the rock for an entire afternoon, and Shin-chan insisting on putting the Action Kamen mask on my head.

Oh, Nini, you said you want to be a big star when you grow up, so remember to save us front-row tickets! Kazama, you need to study your foreign language books well; I look forward to seeing how you do in the future!

Zheng Nan, keep drawing your comics well! You'll definitely become a comic artist. I'm looking forward to seeing your Zheng Nan Superman!

Hey, I really like that rock in your collection that looks like a little duck. Remember to find me a few more!

As for Shin-chan, you must protect your mom and dad, and Himawari and Shiro, okay? Oh, and your Action Kamen, always stay energetic! We'll meet again, on a sunny afternoon, just like the day we buried the time capsule.

Then, I'll bring new stories to share with you all about your experiences over the years. Don't be sad, and don't doubt yourself; I'll always be here. Kasukabe Defense Force! FIRE!

The handwriting on the paper seemed to carry a warmth. The little ones stared at the words, their minds shimmering with countless tiny sparks of light, and fragments of blurry images began to emerge: colorful butterfly wings fluttering in the sunlight, cool water splashing on the riverbank, and a blurry figure wearing a Superman mask, eyes crinkling when he smiled…

Nini suddenly covered her mouth, her eyes instantly reddening: "I remember now! It's Xiao Xu, who was always thinking about how to avoid playing super realistic house with us!"

Kazama's hands trembled slightly, and those forgotten afternoons seemed to suddenly come into clearer form: "It was him! That time I couldn't find a foreign language book in the library, he squatted behind the bookshelf and found it for me, and even said, 'Kazama, you'll definitely be an excellent diplomat in the future.'"

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