Slayer of Gods: I lied; I became the agent of the Nine Gods.

Seven days later, in a shop in Yokohama.

"Seven Nights, Little Deer still hasn't come back. Shouldn't we go look for her?"

Fatty, holding a book, lay on the recliner, reading for a long time, before finally unable to resist draping the book over his chest.

"You said our bookstore has opened, and Old Fish said it would be convenient for fishing, but it's been three days since it opened and we haven't seen a single fish..."

Lin Qiye wiped the vase in his hand and placed it back in its original position.

In the past few days, An Qingyu and Lin Qiye have reached some kind of agreement and brought the rest of the [Nightfall] team to open a bookstore here.

They even went so far as to purchase a large number of translated books from the Chinese government.

"Maybe it's because everyone here... is really a total loser... so Old Fish couldn't hold back anymore?"

Lin Qiye couldn't help but laugh when he thought about An Qingyu's chance encounter with a certain gentleman whose head should be printed on a Japanese yen note.

"He said just a few days ago that he was going to bring about a revolution in the Japanese literary world?"

Fatty suddenly realized: "So that's why Old Fish hasn't been seen for so many days?"

Lin Qiye nodded, looked at Jialan who came out of the house, and smiled: "Has he finished writing?"

Jialan nodded: "Most of it is finished, and we're just waiting for it to be published."

Fatty: "??? What do you mean?"

Jialan, carrying a large pile of books, walked to Fatty's side, followed by Cao Yuan, who was also carrying books.

"Xiao Er and Xiao Yu are writing books inside the house."

Jialan, carrying books that were half his height, freed one hand and handed the top book to Fatty:

"Look at these, they are the fruits of their labor over the past few days."

Fatty instinctively took it, and then saw the title and author's name on the cover.

"The Human Chair" — Edogawa Ranpo

Fatty: "!! No way! Old Fish just brought the original story here?"

They had learned about Yokohama's "three-part ideology" from the staff a day or two earlier.

During the day, it is managed by the Special Abilities Department, at night it is handed over to the Port Mafia, and in between, at dusk it is left to the Armed Detective Agency.

The most famous member of the Armed Detective Agency is a detective named Edogawa Ranpo.

and so……

"So what we're publishing now are the original works of these literary giants who abandoned literature for martial arts?"

The chubby man's face was filled with disbelief.

"Won't they get beaten up? They themselves don't even know they wrote these books!!"

Lin Qiye glanced at him sideways: "What's there to be afraid of? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. We've even fought against the gods, so why would we be afraid of this?"

Yes, that makes a lot of sense!

His chubby eyes suddenly brightened.

"So the current situation is..."

Lin Qiye nodded: "They have roughly copied the works of these local Japanese literary masters and are trying to print and publish them tomorrow."

"What about the printing plant?"

Lin Qiye laughed: "Isn't this... a matter of relying on you, Fatty?"

Sometimes, having money is more useful than having superpowers.

The two teenagers over there were rubbing their hands together, ready to get started, having completely forgotten about the little girl who had been worrying about them just a moment ago.

Garan, who was not very familiar with Japanese literature, did not react much.

Only Cao Yuan was there, his mind blank—

Ah... if these authors themselves saw this... their expressions would probably be quite interesting, right?

………………

"Hey... I heard that guy from the Port Mafia has been released recently..."

"Huh? Wasn't he always underground? He caused quite a stir in Yokohama before, what's going to happen now that he's out?"

"Haha...no, no...I just heard...that he and that soon-to-be cadre seem to be saving money?"

"Huh? Saving money? Is the Port Mafia going bankrupt? Are the executives starting to save money to run away?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's because the leader keeps buying Lolita dresses all the time that his subordinates finally couldn't take it anymore?"

Following behind the two people discussing the topic, Mori Ōgai, one of the speakers, said: ...

How come I didn't know my Port Mafia was going bankrupt?

And those two who were saving money...

Chuuya-kun, Verlaine-kun, it really was you two!!!

Ever since Shika came to the Port Mafia, Mori Ougai has learned what the ultimate sister complex and strongest fan power is.

Just look at his collection of skirts, which was completely looted, and the decorations that disappeared in the blink of an eye.

All of them were taken by the culprit—a blond man—and given to his own sister.

Mori Ōgai: Hey! Don't you guys have your own walk-in closets? Why are you trying to steal mine?

Nakahara Chuuya, who watched the whole thing from the sidelines: ...Private Massey, Boss, although you're a scumbag when it comes to lolicon, your taste is really quite good!

The two straight male brothers, especially since they were both born from experimental subjects, have little understanding of normal aesthetic standards.

After Chuuya Nakahara, who loves fuchsia motorcycles, bought Shikao a whole set of fuchsia dresses, successfully scaring Shikao into running away from home for a day, the two older brothers, after much reflection, decided to pick up the ready-made gift.

Thus, Mori Ōgai, who had met with misfortune, had no choice but to contribute his collection in order to maintain harmony among his subordinates.

Enraged, the leader finally lost his temper, left the Port Mafia building, and prepared to restock.

Then he passed by a bookstore—

Xinhua Bookstore

The leader looked up, gazing thoughtfully at the bookstore's name, and slowly walked inside.

………………

"Why are there still missions today!?"

Verlaine clearly took on most of the task by herself.

Just how many cursed spirits have sprung up in Yokohama?!

Lu Yu, shuffling along in her high heels, stood on a pile of abandoned shipping containers, tears welling in her eyes.

Behind her were the centurion and Ozaki Koyo, who was wearing a kimono.

Although she didn't understand why Ozaki Koyo, who was part of the interrogation team, had to come with her, Shiro's mission this time was clearly unrelated to her, so she didn't care whether anyone was following her or not.

"...An unidentified special-grade cursed spirit has appeared in the east of Leibo Street, which is also the target of this mission."

As Verlaine's disciple, Akutagawa Ginya was assigned to Shika's side during this period. After all, she was a girl, and her brothers naturally thought they should have more in common.

However, Miss Akutagawa was too shy, and Lu Yu, because of the recent fashion frenzy, had lost interest in chatting up the young ladies.

So now the two of them have become mission partners.

One person explained the task, while the other was directly responsible for carrying it out.

The first two missions were carried out by two people, but this time, there was an additional person, Ozaki Koyo, as well as the centurion and other low-level mafia members.

Anyone who didn't know better... would think they were going to have a shootout with some gangsters...

After listening to Akutagawa Gin's words, Shiro nodded.

With a leap, she soared into the air, wearing the Gothic knee-length dress personally chosen by Verlaine and high heels.

With six eyes, everything around him was clearly visible.

Immediately afterward, Lu Yu locked onto his target.

In a flash, the girl's skirt fluttered, and the cursed spirit's body was sent flying by the force of her palm strike.

Lu Yu stared coldly at the hideous monster before her, her eyes filled with the anger of being forced to work overtime.

"Go to hell!!!"

Immediately afterwards, the azure "Azure" and the crimson "Crimson" gathered from her fingertips... and condensed into a purple sphere...

“The figurative form ‘茈’.”