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[killful]

Yeah, I know her. She's like some sorta Chinese lit nerd. You're one too, aincha?

[But from his tone, he doesn't mean it as an insult. His eyes are on the pages, looking at them fondly as he reads a joke or funny passage from their adventures. Soon, he turns back to the title page and asks for a pen.]

Do you want this to say anything? "With all my love", something like that? I don't usually do autographs.

[tigerpoet]

[Not an insult, just a fact. Evidenced by how Atsushi of course has a pen on him, which he hands over.]

Whatever you'd like - just the name would be fine if you prefer...

[He might have a heart attack at 'with all my love'.]

[killful]

Hmm... Okay! Got it.

Don't shoot for the stars — you're one of us now,
Yan Qing

[His handwriting is surprisingly neat.]

How's that?

[tigerpoet]

[Atsushi takes the book back, looks at the autograph, and then makes a delighted squeaking sound as he hugs the novel to his chest.

It's pretty good, you might say.]

[killful]

[Yan Qing's smile is warm and undeniably fond. Never appreciated in life, he founds something special about seeing someone read his story and remember his name. He doesn't think he'll ever tire of it.]

Take care of that, okay? I'm willing to bet that's the only copy on this entire planet. Did they ever tell ya how Servants work? The more people in the area know about the Servant, the stronger they are. And I ain't even real, so... If everything Water Margin on Earth disappears, I'm gone.

[He winks.]

So keep it safe.

[tigerpoet]

I will guard it with my life. ...oh, but then there'll be one less person who knows about you, so...

[Maybe slightly less than his life.]

[killful]

Hahahaha! Just teach the book, silly! That's how we live on.

[tigerpoet]

Oh. That I can do.

[He's going to teach a literature class and everything, you can bet Water Margin will be on the curriculum. Or at least part of it.]