Good morning, unknown reader.
I am a fountain pen—a serious fountain pen, with great ambition, smooth writing, and excellent hand feel. I am from Sharaku, can speak slang, and am located in Yokohama. As long as you are willing to write a book with me, I will go home with you.
If we were in the same world.
As you can see, I live in a world called Bungou Stray Dogs by other pen sisters. Although street life is colorful, all kinds of super powers are flying all over the sky, and explosive disasters happen one after another, as long as you walk into the bookstore of this world and take a look, you will suddenly realize it.
The literary world of this world has collapsed. This decadent world is not worthy of being called the human world. It is clearly a nightmare for every pen and an eighteenth level of hell for those who love words. I don't know what evil I did in my previous life. I was born to serve literary giants. In the fifteen years of my life when I couldn't grow legs, I have never been used to write a sentence of literature.
My resentment grows day by day, and my screams resound through the channel.
I lay in an unknown room gathering dust, watching other sisters in the channel showing off the user's writing skills and praising the user's gorgeous writing skills. It was like eating a ton of lemons, which made me grin with sourness.
Until one day, I accumulated enough grievances and was judged to have strong enough emotional power. I grew legs and started fighting those guys with the same name as the main world. I prayed that one of them could change his mind and save the literary world and the children.
To sum up, I embarked on my journey.
——Sailor to stay.
Intention: Write!