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

Oda Kazuyuki jumped from the window, and the black mist on his body flew out quickly, turning into soft clouds to envelop him.

Tentacles protruded from both ends of the black cloud and wrapped around the building of the cork, slowing down the speed of his fall.

Shortly after, he fell safely to the ground.

Encountered a scorpion again.

Visibility in the thick fog was very low, and Katsuo was still diligently searching for the non-existent Xia Youjie's body, and Oda Kazuyuki just fell in front of him.

Lisuo didn't know this handsome young man who descended from the sky like an angel, but the familiar black magic power on his body made Lisuo's face change drastically.

"Kageyama Yuu!"

He shouted loudly: "You are Kageyama Yuu!"

"Oh, what a coincidence."

Oda Kazuyuki raised his hand and waved: "We meet again~"

Yan Suo's expression kept changing: "Why is the mana power fused in your body so perfect, why is it so mature..."

It's almost like when I first met him...

"Because I have never shared a body with you, your current body is fabricated by me using experimental materials."

Oda Kazuyuki clasped his hands and confessed piously: "I'm sorry, because I couldn't find your body, so I have been lying to you all this time."

Yan Suo: "...!!"

Suo was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Oda Kazuyuki said: "For so many years, I can tolerate you using my name to bluff outside, just to find out your real body, and then look at your current expression as if you ate a fly."

But how should I put it, after seeing it, I feel less relieved than Xia Youjie manipulating the curse spirits to kill each other.

Oda Kazuyuki felt upset again.

"Since your main body has also been transferred here, then die." Oda Kazuyuki said.

"wrong!"

The mantra power that was no less powerful than his erupted from Yan Suo's body, and he asked in a deep voice, "Did you not kill Xia Youjie?"

"At this time, this is the only thing you can think of in your mind?" Oda Kazuyuki was speechless, "How could I kill Xia Youjie, he is my best friend."

"Impossible..." Yan Suo had an unacceptable expression on his face, "You didn't draw it like this in the comics..."

In the comics, Xia Youjie is a rather awkward young man. Every time he swallows the curse spirit, it is too painful. The appearance of Kageyama Yu can relieve his pain, but he does not get close to Kageyama Yu because of this.

Because the existence of Ying Shanyou itself is like a cheat to Xia Youjie, stimulating him all the time, denying his past, tempting him to abandon himself and rely on another person, a stranger who has never met a few times— —

Xia Youjie had an extraordinary sense of repulsion towards Ying Shanyou.

Ron Suo even guessed that it was Xia Youjie who told the higher-ups about Kageyama Yu making the magic tool.

Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence, Yukage Kageyama had just completed the spell tool that allowed ordinary people to see the spell spirit, and the high-level executives knew it within a few days.

Soon after, Kageyama Yuu died in the astral body incident.

"Hahahahaha." Oda Kazuyuki suddenly laughed.

"Someone told me that drawing comics must be targeted, and before formally drawing them, you should think more about who the comics are for."

Oda Kazuyuki smiled and said, "The manga you saw - I drew it specially for you!"

"Knowing that you have eyeliners everywhere in the magic world, how could I foolishly disclose my information?"

"I took a break for a whole year and didn't start a new series at all, just to rebuild this comic and make it what you see now."

Black mist drifted out from his body, dispelling the surrounding white mist, forming an existence like an enchantment, covering the sky above the two of them.

Seeing the increasingly ugly face of Masuo, the smile in Oda Kazuyuki's eyes became stronger, "Look, wouldn't this come in handy?"

"Your eyeliner monitors the container of the two-faced Nuo, so you also pass on the comics they saw to you, and then you believed the information in the comics, and you were easily lured here by me."

"It's not a coincidence at all, do you understand?"

The black mist squirmed in the air, forming a distorted and indescribable appearance.

"You are the first enemy that I have spent so much time dealing with."

It's not because Ling Suo is strong, but because he's so good at it, he can't find it at all!

Thinking of this, Oda Kazuyuki felt sullen for a while.

He raised his head and said to the black mist above, "Dinner can be served."

"Don't you like dark and twisted souls the most, I have prepared them for you."

The black mist rolled rapidly in the clouds, seeming to be cheering, but also seemed to be excited, all rushed towards Lingsuo, engulfing his body.

Yan Suo shouted loudly in the black mist, which rolled violently, trying to suppress him.

He didn't know how long he had lived, and there were countless ways to save his life. The black mist was almost broken by him several times, and Oda Kazuyuki had to instill his own magic power into it to help the black mist swallow him.

After a long time, the voice from the mist weakened, while the black mist became several times stronger, and the shape condensed in midair became more and more clear.

Oda Kazuyuki didn't want it to become unmanageable, so he looked at the giant dragon in the air and said, "When you're full, let's deal with the one on top."

The black mist swam like a fish in the air, and then obediently rushed up to the giant dragon covering the sky above its head.

It wraps around the dragon's head and covers the dragon's body surface. The differentiated tentacles are like leeches firmly attached to the dragon's body.

The dragon let out a high-pitched howl, mixed with painful cries that made the surrounding buildings tremble violently, and the road ahead of Oda Kazuyuki also cracked a deep gap.

After the black mist left, Oda Kazuyuki saw the last appearance of Yuso.

The fabricated body is full of scars, and the ambitious eyes have lost focus and become dull.

Oda Kazuyuki knew that he had only his last breath left.

Would you like to say something to him?

Just as Oda Kazuyuki was thinking, Xia Youjie's voice suddenly came from afar.

"Xiaoyou!"

He saw the battle between the black mist and the dragon in the sky.

The black mist is full of Kageyama Yu's spell power, Xia Youjie is very familiar with it, and he will never admit it wrong, so he hurried over.

"Do you still dare to be distracted by fighting with me? Are you very courageous." Another domineering voice sounded, followed by a loud bang, as if someone had been blown away.

The white mist in front of Oda Kazuyuki surged, and a familiar figure could be vaguely seen flying upside down.

It's Xia Youjie!

Oda Kazuyuki looked at "Kageyama Yuu" who was only breathing on the ground, and then looked at his new identity, which was unscathed and looked like a murderer.

Oda Kazuyuki: "!!"

He quickly cast a spell on the rope on the ground, and then hid himself in the nearby building.

Bai Wu's visibility was not high, he shrunk his body and hid behind the wall, when he heard Xia Youjie shout: "Two-faced Su Nuo, are you still going to finish?!"

The domineering voice before said leisurely: "Didn't you say you wanted to subdue me? Are you afraid?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, I have something important to do now—!"

Xia Youjie's voice stopped suddenly.

He should have seen the ropes on the ground.

"Xiao, Xiaoyou..."

His voice trembled.

Oda Kazuyuki couldn't bear it, and wanted to lift his foot to go out, but when he saw the clothes on his body, he stopped abruptly.

That's fine—he said to himself in his heart, that's fine...

He hadn't contacted Xia Youjie a few times in these years, and it was almost instinctive for him to keep taking risks, and it was impossible to stop like this.

It is the best choice not to contact Xia Youjie.

Despite thinking so, he couldn't help biting the sleeve of the sweater to avoid making a sound.

"Mr. Xia You!"

The three first graders came from afar, and within a short period of time, they became acquainted with Xia Youjie.

"We saw that Su Nuo hit you... are you okay?"

When they saw the miserable figure on the ground, they fell silent in unison.

Oda Kazuyuki buried his head in his knees, his eyes were dark.

After a long time, he felt that the ropes in that body disappeared, and the magic power he left allowed him to manipulate the body freely.

Want to talk to Jay...

Oda Kazuyuki tried to move his fingers.

Outside, Xia Youjie's breathing suddenly became constricted.

Oda Kazuyuki laughed silently.

He looked at the empty building, as if seeing Xia Youjie's sad and happy eyes through the building.

He smiled and said, "Jay, it's nice to see you again."

"It's a joy for me to be able to end this pain."

Xia Youjie said in a low voice: "It's not like this, you live well, I can still do it, we can take you to see more places, and make you happier..."

"...I'm sorry, I'm too capricious, I can't accompany you guys anymore." Oda Kazuyuki picked up his words, "Don't cry, and don't tell Wu..."

There is nothing sadder than losing something as soon as you get it, and he doesn't want Gojo Satoru to experience this kind of thing again.

Xia Youjie also thought of this.

He muffledly responded.

"Let's dispose of my corpse." Oda Kazuyuki forced a joke, "I can't bear it if someone like Soso does it again."

Xia Youjie didn't smile.

He couldn't laugh at all.

After saying these words, Oda Kazuyuki even heard Nagasaki Wild Rose sobbing in a low voice, her voice was extremely suppressed.

Two-faced Su Nuo clicked his tongue, "It's boring."

He attached magic power to his body, and flew towards the fighting dragon in the air.

After the two-faced Su Nuo left, the atmosphere of silence and sadness lasted for a long, long, long time.

It's been so long that Oda Kazuyuki thought that he would grow old like this forever.

Later, Xia Youjie cremated the body on the ground.

The fierce battle in the sky brought a strong wind, and the burning flames were blown into the air, dyeing the sky orange red.

A little spark flew in front of Oda Kazuyuki, and Oda Kazuyuki couldn't help reaching out to catch it, and was burned by the spark as expected.

He didn't shoot off the sparks right away, just watched silently until the golden-red spots were extinguished, symbolizing the end of life, leaving a scorched black mark on the palm of his hand.

Then the charred ashes were torn apart by the wind, blown away, and flew into the sky.

Although Kageyama Yu has left, but will always remain in the hearts of some people.

He heard Xia Youjie's extremely low voice, as if he had exhausted all his strength, but he could only utter one sentence.

"Come on," he whispered, "let's all go."

He left without looking at the battle above the sky.

He knew that the battle between the black mist and the giant dragon would not stop, the two sides were evenly matched, and sooner or later both would lose, but he did not stop it, because the person who manipulated these spells was gone, and there was no point in retaining these spells.

He didn't even try to subdue the black mist, even though the mist collected would become an extremely powerful spell spirit.

He just walked away without looking back.

The three conjurer experts followed behind him wordlessly, they remained silent, like robots that only had the ability to walk.

Some time after they left, the dragon blew himself up.

The two-faced Su Nuo who joined midway sensed something was wrong and chose to retreat early.

The remaining black mist and the giant dragon both suffered, and were injured by the self-explosion of the giant dragon. The black mist lost its original vitality and turned into a small snake the size of chopsticks, pitifully entangled Oda Kazuyuki's fingers.

Oda Kazuyuki felt that it was much more pleasing to the eye than before.

He cheered up and looked into the distance.

After the dragon disappeared, the white mist of Shibusawa Ryuhiko's ability still did not dissipate.

"There's only one last question left..."

He stood up on his hands.

The double appeared behind him, slowly opening the book.

The page number stays on one of the pages.

A young man with orange hair and green eyes, whose eyes are filled with scars and pain - Xing.

Although he has been away from Yokohama for many years, there is still a person who is very dedicated to him here, and he is an extremely smart person.

Oda Kazuyuki didn't want to continue entangled with him.

"Cartoonists just want to maintain a sense of mystery... There is no other way."

Oda Kazuyuki smiled and walked out of the building.

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He found Osamu Dazai in another ruin.

Osamu Dazai was leaning on a big rock, the wound on his shoulder was still bubbling blood, his pale face made him look extremely miserable.

Beside him lay the unconscious Fyodor, with various wounds on his body, he didn't look much better than Osamu Dazai.

Oda Kazuyuki: "..."

How did those two smart people get themselves into such a ghostly state?

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Osamu Dazai raised his eyelids, "Yo", "Lucky?"

"Dazai."

Oda Kazuyuki stood still in front of him.

"I seem to have done something stupid," Osamu Dazai said.

With his IQ, it is natural to see that Oda Kazuyuki does not have a deep bond with Fyodor.

Oda Kazuyuki remained silent.

"You are really a bad boy." Osamu Dazai shook his head lightly, "I really didn't expect that you would lie to me..."

Oda Kazuyuki bent down slightly, gently brushed aside the messy black hair on his forehead, and opened his kite-colored eyes, allowing Oda Kazuyuki to see the soft smile in his eyes.

After a while, Oda Kazuyuki let go, and the slightly curly black hair covered Dazai Osamu's eyes again.

Osamu Dazai raised his lips, "The next offense is the next one?"

"You are not my boss now."

"Became bolder than before." Osamu Dazai said.

Oda Kazuyuki gave a low "hmm", "I just want you to remember me, there is no other reason."

"Haha." Dazai Osamu laughed out loud, the laughter was short, he grabbed Oda Kazuyuki's hand that was about to withdraw.

His body, which had lost too much blood, did not allow him to make bigger movements. His fingers were like ice cubes, as long as Oda Kazuyuki struggled lightly, he could break free.

However, Oda Kazuyuki did not, and let him hold his hand.

Because of the mutual exclusion of supernatural powers and stand-in abilities, disqualification from the world will not affect him in a short time, and he doesn't have to worry about revealing his true identity.

"And then?" Dazai asked.

"I will come to you again." Oda Kazuko replied.

The implication is, don't look for me again.

After understanding his words, Osamu Dazai's fingers suddenly tightened. Even though his physical condition was extremely poor, he still burst out with incredible strength, and his slender fingers pinched Oda Kazuyuki's wrist with traces of marks.

"Actually, it's not a lie. I really plan to join Fyodor's organization."

Oda Kazuyuki said: "So I don't want to meet again in the future."

"After all, if we meet again, we will be enemies."

Oda Kazuyuki broke Dazai Osamu's hand and said with a smile, "I don't want to be your enemy."

Dazai narrowed his eyes.

Oda Kazuyuki didn't want to speculate on his thoughts, instead he picked up Fyodor who was unconscious next to him, let his body lean against him, and was about to take him away when there was a burst of resistance from his sleeves.

"What does Fyodor's organization do?"

Oda Kazuyuki lowered his head and saw Dazai Osamu's bright eyes, he asked, "Can I join?"

Oda Kazuyuki: "..."

Oda Kazuyuki looked at his shoulder that was still bleeding, and had the urge to make up for it.

"It's time to collect information."

"I was serious!"

"Then do you want to leave a contact information?"

"Yeah."

"Sorry, I don't want to give it to you."

"..."

Although Osamu Dazai tried his best to delay the time, but because the two-faced Su Nuo had been looking for opponents in the fog, and battles broke out everywhere, not many people could take care of this side, and he had no choice but to watch Oda Kazuyuki Fyodor leaves.

I don't know if Osamu Dazai did something, but Fyodor didn't wake up all this time.

Fyodor just looked thin and weak. In fact, Oda Kazuyuki had a lot of trouble taking him away. In the end, he wanted to ask his substitute to come out and drag him along.

When Oda Kazuyuki couldn't help but put him aside and sat down to rest by himself, a skull and a few red crystal fragments fell out of Fyodor.

It didn't look like a good thing, Oda Kazuyuki looked at the blue sea in the distance, and threw these things into the sea with his hands.

Soon after, the white mist dissipated.

Oda Kazuyuki sat next to the unconscious Fyodor, and saw a blue-haired woman in a suit looking around from a distance.

Is it someone from the Supernatural Secret Service Division?

Oda Kazuyuki didn't want her to see him, but today the substitute's three transformation abilities have been used up.

The only way is... to draw a new image, and the new image is not limited by the number of times...

Oda Kazuyuki hurriedly called out the substitute, but fortunately he had a pen with him, so he drew his new image on the book without much thought.

Short black curly hair, innocent almond eyes, round glasses, and a shy smile, is the type that can easily make people lower their guard.

After changing into a new image, the woman in the suit happened to see him.

She walked over quickly, "Excuse me, are you—"

"!" She saw Fyodor beside Oda Kazuyuki.

"He is the mastermind of this incident, Fyodor D."

Oda Kazuyuki skillfully threw the pot at Fyodor, but fortunately Fyodor was still in a coma and could not jump up to refute him.

"As for me, I'm the unsolicited event recorder."

The boy drew out his voice and blinked playfully.

"you can call me--"

"dusk?"

After the words fell, the eyes of the woman in the suit involuntarily appeared in front of the eyes of the setting sun, dusk, the moment of encountering magic...

With a jolt, she suddenly woke up.

However, there was no sign of the curly-haired boy in front of him.

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"That's all there is to report about Twilight."

Ango Sakaguchi was stopped by Osamu Dazai again, and he mechanically recounted what Mizuki Tsujimura saw at that time.

The first time Ango Sakaguchi was shocked that Osamu Dazai would look for him, but the second and third time... the only thought that came to Ango Sakaguchi was powerlessness.

"What do you want?" Sakaguchi Ango asked tiredly.

"Verify a little conjecture~"

Dazai Osamu had a brisk voice. He was holding the new issue of Jump just published in his hand. Ango Sakaguchi just glanced over it in a hurry, and was deeply impressed by the eye-catching title on it.

Shocking manga artist - Twilight's new short story will be published soon!Completely different fighting methods, unexpected development, full of creative Italian style!let us wait and see! ~~

Ango Sakaguchi's eyes were fixed: "Italy?"

Italy.

Giorno and the Buccarati team sat around the table.

There is a laptop on the table.

"The code has been cracked."

Buccarati said in a deep voice: "This is the computer left by Ria. He once said that there is the boss's information in it..."

He moved the mouse, and everyone watched him intently.

Click on the folders one by one, in addition to these, there are -

[Photo of me and Diablo~]

Click on it, and the pupils of Giorno and Bugarati suddenly constricted.

In the photo, the person with pink hair and a shy smile at the camera turned out to be... Tobio!

The boss turned out to be Tobio! ! !

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"Stop following me!"

Kishibe Rohan scratched his hair irritably, and looked at the two people in front of him: "You want to find Twilight, why don't you go to Yourongshe?"

"If we could find it, we wouldn't be standing here." Noriaki Kakyoin said helplessly.

"I just went to Italy to visit friends." Kujo Jotaro was more succinct.

Kishibe Rohan clicked his tongue: "I don't believe you, unless you unblock Twilight Twitter."

Jotaro: "..."

He lowered his head and silently pulled the brim of his hat with his hand.

"Anyway, we won't disturb you." Kakyoin said, "If you see Twilight, just let us know. We just want to ask him some questions."

"It's okay to send a private message."

"He didn't come back."

"So you all have to go to Italy with me?" Kishibe Rohan shook his head, looked at the stubborn expressions of the two, and suddenly said, "Okay then, help me with my luggage."

Jotaro: "Huh?"

"My hand is hurt!"

Kishibe Rohan pushed Jotaro's arm with his recovered hand, urging: "Quick, help me with my luggage!"

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"Do you want to go to Italy to draw a sequel?"

Oda Kazuyuki sat in the studio, wandering around the chair boredly.

Counting the time, Giorno and the others should have cracked the password of the notebook, right?

I really want to see their battle with Diablo——

"Teacher Twilight, this short story is well received!"

Qi Mu Guochun called him: "Popularity ranks first!! And the number of votes is overwhelming!!!"

"Except for Teacher Luhan, there is no one else who is your opponent!!!"

"I would be embarrassed if you praised me so much." Oda Kazuyuki said.

Qi Mu Guochun's voice was choked up, "Why are you so sorry, you have grown into a super manga artist before I realized it, this month's letters from readers are all about your topic, and you are constantly talking about it on Twitter. It dominated the headlines for days..."

"Ah..." Oda Kazuyuki was also in a daze.

Thinking back carefully, the meeting with Qi Mu Guochun was indeed many years ago.

"By the way, there is no teacher in charge of this newcomer award selection activity, do you want to try it?" Qi Mu Guochun said, "There are a few short stories that are very good. Everyone in the editorial department is very optimistic about them, and many people contribute in the The appendix says that I hope you can see it, if you write comments for them, they will be very happy..."

Can I take responsibility for motivating new cartoonists?Oda Kazuyuki didn't know either, he pondered for a long time, then nodded seriously: "Then I'll give it a try."

"Okay, wait for me! I'll bring those short stories to your studio right away! ——Wait, wait, it's about to fall!!"

"Kusuo, help!!!!"

Qi Mu Guochun called for help, but no one responded.

There was a huffing sound, like countless manuscript papers collapsing, and then Qi Mu Guochun screamed, and the entire editorial department fell on their backs.

Oda Kazuyuki couldn't help laughing.

It seems to be interesting.

If I have time to collect materials, the daily life of Huahua’s editorial department will be fine.

The author has something to say: It's over!

There is something wrong with the input method in the past few days. Typing de pinyin will only jump out of "ground", so there may be a lot of typos in this area. I have checked it, but I feel that there are still omissions. Please catch the bug ojz

In fact, I want to write a side story, which is the plot where the editorial department is besieged by creditors, and then the protagonist drives a new vest to rescue the siege. People think he is Dusk, but he says: "I am also a victim~"

Relying on the identity of being a victim, I blended in perfectly, and made an appointment with everyone to find this hateful cartoonist x

I don’t know if anyone wants to read it. After all, this article has been dragged on for too long. Anyway, it’s over~