The Last Panel of the Lost Manga
“Doraemon!” the digital Nobita cried. “If you can see this… eat a Dora-Yaki and push the reset button on your ear!”
Nobita, watching at home in his pajamas, felt a warm breeze. From his dusty, old drawer—the same one from the anime—a bamboo-copter floated out. Then a small, round, blue paw gripped the edge.
A gaming influencer commented: “It’s like an ARG (Alternate Reality Game). Doraemon is trying to break through.”
It wasn't an escape. It was a new beginning: Doraemon handing a fresh, blank notebook to Nobita’s son.