In order to draw manga, I acted all over the world

"why?"

Giorno didn't expect such a result, he looked at Oda Kazuyuki in shock.

"You obviously wanted to agree just now..."

That's because I didn't know that you might have something to do with Jotaro, Oda Kazuyuki said silently in his heart.

As his protagonist, he has to get along with Diablo day and night, and he has to help him deal with the assassins sent by Diablo. If this kind of thing is drawn into a manga and published... The enemy couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

"Although your dream is lofty and worthy of respect, but..."

"I don't want to listen to but!"

Giorno didn't understand why Kazuyuki Oda suddenly changed his attitude. He said stubbornly, "If you don't agree, I will follow you all the time."

"Aren't you going to work?"

"..."

Giorno took out his phone: "I'm resigning my part-time job now."

He did tell people just now that he would go to work after dinner, but work is not as important as a dream, and he finally met a member of the organization who did not hide his identity. His status is not low, and he cannot give up.

"No need, I will not agree with you to join the organization." Oda Kazuyuki said, "What you want to do has a conflict of interest with many people in the organization. Once someone finds out, you will be very dangerous."

"I'm not afraid of danger." Giorno said earnestly, "Before I awakened my double ability, I thought about this problem hundreds of times. I'm just a student, and I don't have any special skills. It is impossible to join an organization, but the opponents I will face are ruthless gangsters... Whenever I think about entering an organization, I will have to compete with these people and be threatened and beaten by these people, I feel terrible.”

"But it never occurred to me to back down."

"What's more, now that I have a substitute, I am stronger than before, so it is even more impossible for me to give up."

The flames in Giorno's emerald green eyes shone with a light that was firmer and brighter than diamonds.

Oda Kazuyuki stared into his eyes, as if he heard the high wall erected in his heart collapse, and all the thoughts that stopped him were destroyed in this instant.

There is such a kind of person in the world, no matter his speech is righteous or evil, people can feel his belief and persistence, even those who disagree with him will be moved by him.

If Oda Kazuyuki had doubts about whether Giorno had the blood of the Joestar family before, now he can be sure that Giorno is definitely related to the Joestar family.

There is no doubt that Giorno has the admirable golden spirit of the Joestar family.

Oda Kazuyuki hesitated again.

Do you want Giorno to be the protagonist of the comic?

In his last work, as a supporting role, Jotaro topped the popularity survey and left everyone behind. If he painted Giorno, who also has a golden spirit, as the protagonist, his popularity should not be high. Will it be worse than Jotaro?

Thinking of this, Oda Kazuyuki was even more shaken. His protagonist has not won the number one popularity for a long time. Maybe Giorno can help him break through the bottleneck...

At this time, Giorno saw that he was silent, and said clearly: "I'm ready, if you don't let me join, I will really follow you until you agree."

Oda Kazuyuki: "..."

It's really exciting!

never mind!Never mind Jotaro!

Giorno talked about this, if he still doesn't agree, it would be too much!

As for being seen after the manga is published... Oda Kazuyuki refuses to think about this question, anyway, he will hide well, and Jotaro will never find him unless his editor-in-charge, Saiki Kuniharu Ola, goes through.

"I..." Oda Kazuyuki just opened his mouth and felt something was wrong.

He just said that he would not let Giorno join the gang, how could he slap himself in the face.

So Oda Kazuyuki adjusted his expression and said coldly: "If you want to follow, you can follow, but I will not care about you if you are in danger."

"It's okay." Giorno breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

He said briskly, "I won't trouble you."

This is too good!Seeing Giorno so happy, Oda Kazuyuki almost became happy too.

He pursed his lips, barely maintaining a dissatisfied expression on his face.

"Better so."

-----

At the same time, the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic and Magic was established.

Noctua Masamichi sighed and walked to the lounge where Gojo Satoru often stayed.

He opened the door of the lounge and glanced inside.

On the brown wooden table on the wall opposite the door was a small weapon rack with a short silver stick on it—huh?Where's the stick? ? ?

What about the stick here? ? ?

Noctua stayed on the right path for two seconds, then quickly walked towards the classroom.

It was summer, the classroom doors and windows were all open, and Gojo Satoru's cheerful voice could be heard clearly in the corridor.

"Youren, I'll leave this to you."

Yuzu Yujin took the black short stick he handed over, and asked a little confused: "Teacher, what is this?"

"This is called a magic tool. It contains power in itself. You can easily remove the curse without inputting the magic power. It is very suitable for beginners like you." Gojo Satoru said with a bright smile, "The energy in this magic tool, I am Think about it... like the curse spirit you and Wild Rose met in Tokyo two days ago, you can wipe out a large area with a wave of your hand."

"It's amazing!" Knotabagi Yujin asked excitedly, "Do you really want to give this to me?"

Gojo Gojo's smile froze slightly: "I lent it to you."

He stretched out his hand and tapped the forehead of the knotweed Youren: "The teacher will go out for a few days, this is temporarily lent to you for self-protection, don't rely on it too much."

"Oh……"

Gojo Satoru said mysteriously, "By the way, there is one more thing."

Yuzu Yuhito pricked up his ears, and Gojo Satoru laughed loudly: "The teacher snatched this magic tool from your senior sister hahahahaha."

Knotweed Yuren: "..."

The hand holding the short stick trembled slightly.

Ye Mo Zhengdao, who was rushing this way, also heard his wild laughter.

"Five Satoru!!"

Night Moth roared rightly: "Where did you take the 'balance'?"

When he stepped into the classroom, he glanced sharply over Gojo Gojo and Knotabagi Yuhito, but he didn't see the familiar silvery white...

Wait, no, Noctua Moth Zhengdao's gaze was fixed on the hands of Knotweed Yuren.

He held a short black stick less than half a meter long in his hand.

Gojo Satoru pointed to the short stick and said, "Isn't it right here?"

Noctua said rightly: "I don't remember this color!"

"I took it to dye it black," Gojo Satoru's tone was full of pride, "If Youruto is holding such a famous thing, it's almost the same as sending him to death, so I thought of a clever way."

"Dye it black and turn it into a plain stick, so no one can find out—"

Wujo Satoru applauded himself while saying that.

Night Moth Zhengdao's eyes darkened.

"He likes pretty colors...you dyed so ugly..."

Gojo Satoru stopped applauding, "He's been dead for so many years, and it's impossible for him to turn into a curse spirit and crawl back to find me."

It's more terrifying than turning into a curse spirit! !

If you let that guy know that you have dyed his spell equipment in such a dark and featureless look, he will definitely come back with a fake corpse! ! !

Noctuid Zhengdao's face turned pale.

Gojo Satoru thought he was angry, and comforted him skillfully: "Don't be angry, it's all dyed, and it's impossible to change back if you get angry again."

"..." Noctua's footsteps fluttered out of the door on the right path.

Yuzu Yujin blinked his eyes and looked at his back blankly: "Balance?"

"The name of this magic tool," Wujo Satoru said, "with this magic tool, even ordinary people can see the magic spirit, and have the power to kill the magic spirit."

"Isn't that great?" Knotabagi Yuhito asked strangely, "Why can't others know?"

"Because—" Gojo Satoru lengthened his voice, and his melodious voice was tinged with a little chill, "Some people think that with this kind of thing, there is no need for magicians anymore."

Night Moth Zhengdao opened his own drawer, took out a check, and filled a string of zeros on it with trembling hands.

He sent a photo of the check to Oda Kazuyuki's mailbox.

After a while, I received a reply: "This amount of money can only be used as the storage fee for the magic tool? Add two boxes of almond cookies from Meguro District, Tokyo, and send them together to the Wanghai Bookstore in Yokohama, and Oda Sakuyuki will accept it."

Another email popped up, and Oda Kazuyuki asked, "Gojo Satoru didn't do anything strange to my spell equipment, did he?"

Noctua said rightly: "...No."

He typed tremblingly: "Enlightenment put your magic tools in the lounge for a good offering."