My followers have invincibility written all over their faces

The moment Mr. Toshiyuki's hand touched Nakahara Chuya, Nakahara Chuya's face opened like a book.

yes, books.

Like an open book for anyone to read, Mr. Toshiyuki took out a pen from his jacket pocket, first glanced at the content on Zhongya Zhongya's face at a glance, and then added the pen to it. A line of words: "Sorry, this method is a bit like cheating, but it is really easy to use. Then, just write: 'Central Plains can not attack the people present, nor prevent them from leaving'."

Halfway through writing, he tapped his chin with the tip of a pen: "Well, for the sake of rigor, I should make a list. Me, Reigen Shintaka, Kageyama Shigeo, Kujo Jotaro... oh, the two little girls over there , may I know your names?"

I said in a daze, "I'm Fujimaru Tateka, and this is Mash Kyrielight."

"Okay." After he finished writing our names, he closed the pages on Nakahara Chuya's face.Nakahara, who was unable to move at first, jumped back and rubbed his face frantically: "What did you do to me, did you write something on my face?! What kind of superpower is that?!"

"...The Gate of Heaven." Jotaro called out the name in a low voice, "Hey, what is your relationship with Kishibe Rohan? How did you know about me?"

"Let's just understand you guys." Mr. Lizhi looked at Linghuan Xinlong who was slowly getting up, "Then, maybe we can leave now?"

Nakahara Chuya really wanted to stop us, but the words written on his face by Mr. Toshiyuki played a role. He could only stare at us stiffly, and then said harshly: "Shigeo Kageyama is the one we will come to no matter what. Got it guys! Are you from a detective agency? I tell—”

"Ah!" I yelled suddenly, everyone looked at me immediately, Zhong Yuanzhong was also startled by me.

"...Mr. Lizhi called a taxi." I said, "Thank you, Mr. Lizhi!"

Nakahara Chuya: "Isn't it just a taxi? Why are you so excited?!"

"It's okay, it's easy to do." Mr. Toshiyuki said with a smile, "But I really didn't expect to see Jotaro."

"...you know me in this world?" Jotaro looked at Mr. Toshiyuki, "In 2011, the me at that time was logically—"

"No, actually, I've known you from the very beginning, since you were 17 years old, or, from a longer... British manor." He closed his phone and put it in his pocket, "But this shouldn't be with you. The story you tell, you just treat it as... yes, according to the principles of this world—”

"I am also a summoned servant."

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Mr. Toshiyuki took us back to the center of Yokohama.In the car, Jotaro seemed to want to ask him why he knew him and Kishibe Rohan, but I was more concerned about the lone servant.

"It's a long story. In fact, I also learned a little bit about the singularity, but it seems that this place is different from the 'singularity' you have come into contact with before." Mr. Li Zhi said, "This point will wait for us Let’s talk when we get there.”

"Oh, here is..."

We were dropped off at an old office building.

"The fourth floor is the Armed Detective Agency. Because they are so close, I would ask them for anything...and they are the key to this world." Mr. Lizhi paid the fare, "It feels like I haven't had a relationship with a stranger for a long time. People have said so much, has my fear of strangers been cured--?"

He glanced at Jotaro, shook his head, and answered self-consciously: "No, no, maybe it's because I was talking to Jotaro, Jotaro is not a stranger after all! But seeing Jotaro move in front of me It's still kind of weird..."

I sneaked up to Jotaro and tugged at his coat.

"Actually... I think it's very strange." I whispered, "Although Mr. Toshiyuki claims to be a follower, he always has a sense of familiarity with you as if he was talking to himself."

Jotaro nodded calmly.

"So, I have a guess." I said seriously.

Jotaro looked at me.

"—he was your stalker fan when he was human!"

Mr. Toshiyuki nearly fell down the stairs after hearing a few words.

Jotaro said calmly, "Really? It is indeed possible."

I said: "It's very possible! Jotaro, you are so handsome and attractive, there must be many admirers around, and STK like this is also possible!"

Mr. Lizhi couldn't spit out a mouthful of old blood in his chest, so he could only continue to lead us firmly.We followed him into the elevator and watched him press the "4" button.

"We rented the empty floor downstairs of the detective agency, but thanks to their care we got Mofu back, so we still have to say hello to them first."

The fourth floor is the office of the Armed Detective Agency.Mr. Lizhi knocked on the door familiarly and went in. Several people in the room raised their heads and looked at us at the same time.

"Oh, Toshiki!" A young man who heard Hiroshi Kamiya's voice waved to him, "Have you found the little mob?"

"That's right, thank you for your reasoning, Mr. Edogawa." Mr. Toshiyuki bowed politely, "Good day, Mr. Kunikida, thank you for your help, but Mr. Akutagawa is in high spirits. I can't come back."

"I'm used to that guy's unorganized and undisciplined." The young man called Kunikida pushed his glasses, "Who are these guys behind you? You won't pick up any weird people in the publishing house again, will you?" ?”

"It's not a strange person, it's a future partner." Mr. Li Zhi said, "Then, goodbye, I wish all the teachers good health, and you must also consider what I said before about the draft."

"Appointment... that guy Oda will take it seriously." I heard Kunikida muttering as I was leaving.

"Those were members of the detective agency just now, Mr. Kunikida Doppo and Edogawa Ranpo." Mr. Toshiyuki led us down the stairs of the fire escape, "I was shocked when I first met."

Everyone behind him was startled.

Linghuan Xinlong: "Kunikida alone?!"

Mash: "Edogawa Ranpo?!"

Me: "Wait, there's that Atsushi Nakajima who was at the factory just now—"

Shigeo: "... Akutagawa, is that Akutagawa?"

"That's right, it's exactly what you think. This is the meaning of the existence of this singularity." Mr. Li Zhi took us into the third floor, where the office area has been renovated, and a side full of design and sense of sight is hung. The huge signboard of:

"RUN! "Editorial Department!

"Oh, Araki, are you back?" A red-haired man pushed open the door of the editorial department and poked his head out, "Why did you bring so many people back, are they all other writers you picked up when you went out?"

"No, not writers." Mr. Toshiyuki said, "But they are all future partners... let's go in and talk."

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"Quan-is-wen-hao?!"

Matthew and I hugged each other tightly, I was trembling all over, I couldn't believe that the smiling red-haired uncle who brought me black tea just now was Shakespeare, and sitting in the corner with an irritable expression The kid who played the game with sound rays is Andersen, and the publisher of this publishing house is Tolstoy, the editor-in-chief is Hugo, as well as the novel editor Hemingway and the head of the poetry section Tagore——

"Why are they all literary giants! They are all literary giants with supernatural powers!" I burst into tears, "It is scary enough for you to appear in Chinese textbooks! What is the purpose of this singularity to summon you out? !"

Mr. Toshiyuki, whose full name is Araki Toshiyuki, just smiled, and a blond gentleman wearing a gorgeous lace dress beside him said, "Then let me explain to everyone. Your humble Victor Hugo——"

I can't help humming: "This story happened in the beautiful Paris (Letemps des Cathedrales, C'estunehistoirequiapourlieu)—"

Hugo looked at me: "What song is this?"

I said, "It's a song from your "Notre Dame de Paris" musical called "The Age of the Cathedral."

"Oh, oh! Has 'Notre Dame de Paris' been turned into a play? Well, please make sure the lady sings it all for me—"

Shakespeare immediately came over: "Is there a musical version of my play? Please sing for me too!"

"Give me a serious introduction to the situation, you guys——!!!"

A strong and handsome black-haired man picked up the book and smashed Shakespeare's head, but did not touch Hugo: "Mr. Hugo, please don't mess around with William!"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault." Hugo muttered, "Ah, let me introduce, this one is Ernest, Ernest Hemingway."

Known as the "tough guy in the literary world", Mr. Hemingway maintained his youthful appearance, which was completely different from the image of a tough guy with a beard in the textbooks. At first glance, he looked a little handsome.He nodded stiffly to us, took the book back to the office area, and yelled at Andersen, who had been addicted to games, "Your manuscript has been delayed for half a month! Is it so difficult to write a new fairy tale? !"

Andersen yelled at him: "You are also an article writer, so you don't know that everyone likes to work hard before you die! After you become an editor from an author, you become more and more ruthless!"

Hemingway picked up a gun-shaped lighter on the table: "Then I might as well just ask Tagore to help write your fairy tale together, and you will collapse with one shot—"

A dark-skinned young man in a white robe hurriedly intervened: "Okay, Ernest, Hans will finish the manuscript. Are you right, Hans?"

Andersen put on the earphones: "No. I won't write a manuscript even if I die."

Hemingway looked like he wanted to find him a harpoon.

I stared blankly at the interaction of the writers in the room, and couldn't help but feel like "have I ascended to heaven?"

"Actually, we are all servants summoned by the Holy Grail of this singularity, and we are all endowed with certain supernatural abilities." Hugo explained, "The meaning of the Holy Grail is that we want to use the city of Yokohama as the stage. , let us have a showdown with an organization called 'port mafia' to prove our respective ideas."

"Some members of the port mafia also have the name of literary giants, such as Nakajima Atsushi who is known as the 'White Death', '35 Killer' Izumi Kyoka-although I don't know why he turned into a girl, but the sex change is also true. It can be regarded as a Japanese characteristic—and Chuya Nakahara, whom you just met."

"They're all literary giants!" Ling Huan Xinlong shouted.

"That's right, that's right." Shakespeare nodded, "And the purpose of the Holy Grail is also very clear, or rather, the purpose of the person behind the Holy Grail is very clear. He preset two positions in advance, and based on this summoned The corresponding literary servant—"

Hugo said: "The writers of Port Mafia believe that the only thing that can save the world is the power of fighting."

And the man named Toshiyuki Araki said with a smile: "But we think that loving human thoughts can save the world!"

"So, this editorial department named "RUN!" was born, just to prove—"

The door of the editorial department was slammed open, and a tall and strong young man in a Russian-style woolen overcoat stretched out his arms and called out loudly:

"Literature can save people on earth!"

Although I don't understand what's going on, I should applaud in such a domineering scene, right?

Mash and I applauded the little seal, and Maofu also clapped along for no apparent reason.The youth waved to us: "Good day, young man! Are you a new writer from Lizhiling?"

"No, they are our future companions." Mr. Li Zhi said, "This is Mr. Tolstoy, the sponsor of our publishing house, and also our contributor."

"I went to find Alexander, and he said that it is okay to contribute, but he has to pay a lot of money." Tolstoy put his hat on the coat rack at the door, "It costs ten times the price on the market."

"Why is Alexander still like this?" Hugo sighed, "I thought he would be a little better after he became a heroic spirit."

I asked, "Alexander is...?"

"Alexander Dumas, the Dumas who wrote "The Three Musketeers" and "The Count of Monte Cristo." Hugo said, "He is now in the Hong Kong and black camp, but this guy has always been able to make appointments with money." draft."

"So." Jotaro looked at Mr. Toshiyuki, "You plan to use the method of publishing to spread your ideas and fight against Hong Kong gangsters?"

"That's right." Mr. Li Zhi said, "This is the message that the Holy Grail instilled in us when we were summoned. The holder of the Holy Grail will judge our duel, and then give the Holy Grail to the winning side."

"So we formed "RUN!" to spread our ideas!" Hugo said happily, "Let me introduce to you the composition of our "RUN!"—"

Shakespeare whispered: "By the way, the name "RUN!" was suggested by Lizhi."

Mr. Toshiyuki said, "I got the inspiration from "Shounen Jump"."

Jotaro and I sat up straight at the same time: "Shounen Jump?!"

"Editor-in-chief, that's me! Victor Hugo!"

"Associate editor and funder, Leo Tolstoy!"

The tall young man in a Russian overcoat nodded slightly.

"Editor and reporter, Ernest Hemingway!"

"Editor and author of the poetry section, Tagore!"

"The author of the fairy tale section, Andersen!"

"Script and comic script writing, Shakespeare!"

"The last one is our Japanese director and the person in charge of the manga section, Araki Toshiyuki!"

The young and gentle young man Toshiyuki Araki held out his hand with a smile: "Let me introduce myself formally. My lord, Toshiyuki Araki, whose pen name is Hirohiko Araki, is a manga artist. He is currently serializing the manga "Jojo Gospel."

I:……

Araki Toshiyuki: ...

I:…………

Araki Toshiyuki: ……………

I cautiously said, "You just said, JOJO, right?"

Araki Toshiyuki: "That's right. It's a story about a wonderful superpower battle that took place in a small town called Morioh-"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Li Zhi!" Ling Huan Xinlong finally remembered what he had accepted the commission, "The reason why you came to me before was because of this work!"

"Yes, it's a headache. A cartoonist wrote to the publishing house with various strange methods, saying that I plagiarized him. This makes everyone very distressed. After all, there must be no scandal before the official publication." Araki Toshiyuki scratched his head, "But in fact, if I copied him, it would be better to say... So I want to ask Mr. Linghuan, who is good at removing spirits and mediating interpersonal disputes, to help."

Ling Huan Xinlong took out his notebook: "Oh... did that cartoonist reveal his real identity?"

"I know who he is." Araki Toshiyuki said, "That's why I invited you here, after all, you two have a relationship—"

He took out a manga manuscript, the title read impressively:

"Pink Black Boy"

Original painting: Kishibe Rohan

I slowly said: "So, Kishibe Rohan, said, you, Araki Hirohiko, copied him?"

Araki Toshiyuki nodded innocently: "Yes."

Wow.Araki-sensei, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!