Anime Crossover: There are a lot of beautiful girls who like me.

"I know that... Uh... Let me think about it!" The blonde girl didn't agree immediately.

"No problem! Here's my phone number and Line number. If you're interested in the Light Music Club, feel free to contact me anytime. Or if there's anything you don't understand or want to know, you can ask me too. By the way, I still don't know your name?"

"Ah, sorry, I'm Shirakawa Tsukiai from Class 2-A."

"Huh? Is she a second-year student?"

Hmm... the senior seems pretty good too!

Although he couldn't directly recruit Shirakawa Tsukiai into the light music club, Hakamada Sosuke thought that successfully exchanging phone numbers and Line accounts was a good start.

You know, he still hasn't exchanged phone numbers or Line accounts with Karen Himegami!

"Thanks to Anzu's reminder, it seems that forming this light music club was really the right decision!"

After waving goodbye to Shirakawa Tsukiai, Hakamada Sosuke looked at the contact information on his phone with a delighted expression, thinking to himself with a sense of pride.

Meanwhile, Anzu, who was lying on the bed like a corpse, suddenly sneezed loudly, as if sensing something. Then... while rubbing her nose, she turned over, pulled the blanket over herself, and continued to draw circles in her mind.

What a cursed woman, what a childhood sweetheart—at this moment, Anzu Hachimi only wanted to destroy them all.

In contrast, Miyamoto Mokuharu, who had been mentally cursing Kitagawa Yu for not having a seasoning packet in his instant noodles, was now beaming with joy, wishing he could hug Kitagawa Yu and kiss him.

Chapter 29 A One-Man Dojo

"Huh? Ensemble-chan, why are you the only one here? Where's Sawa?"

In the soft evening sunlight, Miyamoto Natsumi came bounding over like a happy, silly roe deer. Even the mini electric guitar charm hanging on her backpack swayed and made a crisp sound, attracting countless glances along the way.

Under the cherry blossom tree in front of the teaching building, Sakai and Kanade, who were standing quietly looking at their phones, couldn't help but look up. Their eyes locked onto Miyamoto Motokazu, as if there was some mysterious attraction about her.

"Didn't you see the group chat? Sawa already sent a message saying that we should go ahead on our own." Sakai Kazuna said in a slightly indifferent tone after she approached.

"Oh dear! I turned off my phone's volume when I went to practice choir, so I didn't see the messages in the group chat." Miyamoto Benxia stopped in front of her, scratched his head, and explained with a silly smile.

Then she asked curiously, "Isn't the archery club's activity over yet? It's almost five o'clock!"

Although Okita Sawa's message clearly stated these reasons, Sakai Kazuna, who was already used to Miyamoto Motoka being an idiot, patiently explained: "The event should have ended, but it seems that Sawa has to stay behind to clean the dojo."

"Huh? Cleaning the dojo? Alone?"

"I don't know, Sawa didn't say if there were any other people."

"Let's go over and help her clean!"

The kind-hearted Miyamoto Natsumi immediately spoke up without hesitation, which made Sakai Kazuna frown slightly. However, thinking of the figure in her mind, she nodded in agreement.

A moment later, the two arrived at the archery club's dojo together.

And as it turned out, Miyamoto Natsumi's worries were not wrong. At this moment, in the dojo, which was the size of two and a half classrooms combined, there was only Okita Sawa in charge of cleaning. This made Miyamoto Natsumi angrily run over to her the first time she saw her.

"Huh? Ensemble, Lai Xia, what brings you here?"

Miyamoto Natsumi didn't answer immediately, but instead asked, "Why are you the only one left? Are they bullying us like this?"

Sawa Okita paused for a moment, then understood their purpose. Her heart warmed, and she gently shook her head, smiling as she explained, "The seniors aren't bullying me. New members are responsible for cleaning the dojo. This isn't just a tradition of the archery club, but also of the kendo, judo, and karate clubs."

"Is that so?" Miyamoto Natsumi was taken aback upon hearing this, and asked with some suspicion, "How come I don't remember having this kind of tradition when I was in junior high school?"

"Junior High School..."

Sawa Okita's eyes flickered, and she was clearly dazed for a moment.

The archery club in junior high school had the same tradition. However, back then, whether she was the only one left behind or other new members joined the club and were also left behind to clean the dojo, there was always someone who stayed by her side without ever leaving her, even if it meant missing her piano lessons with Sakai and Kanade.

"But...why have you changed so much in just three short years? Did I do something wrong and make you angry?" Okita Sawa's nose tingled, and tears almost welled up in her eyes.

Fortunately, Miyamoto Natsumi noticed her unusual expression in time and asked with concern, "Saya, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing!" Okita Sawa quickly took a deep breath to calm herself down, then forced a smile and explained, "There was a similar tradition in junior high school, but I wasn't the only new member to join the club back then."

"Oh, I see!" Miyamoto Natsumi exclaimed in sudden realization after hearing this.

"Even if it's tradition, it's still too much to leave such a big dojo to you alone to clean!" Miyamoto Natsumi continued to feel indignant on behalf of Okita Sawa while snatching the rag from her hand, dropping her schoolbag, and helping her wipe the floor.

Sakai Kazuna, who was standing to the side, had also put down her schoolbag, picked up a mop, and walked towards the changing room inside.

"Thank you..." Okita Sawa said silently in her heart, deeply moved.

However, in order to stop Miyamoto Honatsu from continuing to criticize the seniors in the club, she took the initiative to change the subject.

"By the way, how are you guys feeling after joining the new club today?"

"It's alright, that's just how the piano club is, there are very few people." Sakai Kazusa's voice was as indifferent as ever.

Sawa Okita was already used to it and didn't find it strange.

Miyamoto Honatsu, who had been complaining and grumbling, perked up immediately upon hearing her question, raising an eyebrow.

"Great! Thanks to Yu!"

"What? Yu? What does this have to do with... what does this have to do with that guy?"

Seeing Miyamoto Natsumi's excited expression, not only Okita Sawa, but even Sakai Kazuna, who was originally quite indifferent to the topic, couldn't help but stop and look over.

"That's right, our vocal music club's activity today is practicing choral singing under the guidance of our advisor."

"At the beginning, I kept cracking my voice and going off-key... okay, every single time."

"Then after only three times, the advisor, who is also our class's music teacher, couldn't take it anymore and said that I was not suitable for the vocal club. Judging from the way it looked, she probably wanted me to quit the club myself."

"But I really love singing!"

"So I couldn't help but send Yu a message and complain a little."

"After all, if he hadn't run away, we could have formed our own light music club. That way, even if I sing off-key, at least I wouldn't be kicked out of the club, right?"

"Then Yu told me that my singing of the middle range was actually quite good... um... I still didn't go off-key, and suggested that I talk to the teacher to see if I could sing the middle range in the chorus."

"Later, I went to see the consultant as he suggested. After listening to my performance, the consultant reluctantly let me try singing a few lines of the middle range. And then, here comes the important part!"

"I only sang a few lines, but my beautiful voice won over the consultant!"

"The consultant immediately adjusted my singing part, and now I can barely be considered a lead singer in the choir!"

"Congratulations." Sakai Kazuna said casually, glancing at Okita Sawa beside her before turning her gaze away and continuing toward the changing room.

Meanwhile, Okita Sawa could no longer maintain her smile. Her expression shifted constantly in her coffee-colored eyes, and she suddenly felt a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Why... you can chat with Lai Xia via messages, but you can't send me a message too... Does this mean we'll really never contact each other again...?"

"Congratulations, Natsumi." Okita Sawa took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said to Miyamoto Natsumi.

At the same time, a strong urge welled up inside me, and I wanted to immediately take out my phone and send a message to question Kitagawa Yu about why she hadn't contacted me at all, and whether I had to wait for her to take the initiative!

But it was clearly Kitagawa Yu who betrayed their promise, abandoning her and going to Tokyo alone!!!

"By the way, shall we go get something to eat together later?"

Because she was busy wiping the floor with her head down, Miyamoto Natsumi didn't notice that Okita Sawa's expression was off, and continued to say with great interest, "Usagi-ya has launched a new matcha-flavored honey pancake, and I heard it tastes really good!"

"No, I need to go back early to take care of Sabre and prepare fodder for him," Okita Sawa blurted out without thinking, her heart filled with turmoil and frustration.

This made Sakai Kazuna in the locker room sigh silently.

"Sabre, Sabre, are you still only thinking about your horse, about your dream of going to riding school and becoming a female jockey?"

“You once told me that you and Yu made a promise to form a band together when you were in the fourth grade of elementary school, when Yu had just started learning guitar on his own.”

"So who betrayed your agreement first?"

Sawa Okita's depressed, conflicted, and frustrated mood finally improved considerably when she returned home and saw Sabre in the stable.

Even Anzu, who was originally lying in bed like a corpse, immediately jumped out of bed after hearing her mother calling from downstairs. She ran downstairs and was successfully revived after enjoying a delicious dinner.

In the spacious room filled with girlish charm, Karen Himegami sat at her desk, watching a beginner's guide to the drums shared by a professional YouTuber. Every now and then, she would pick up two pens and mimic the movements, though the "hum hum ha yi" sounds she made sounded a little strange.

Meanwhile, in the talent class classroom, Kitagawa Yu was also making the most of every minute. She diligently reviewed the material the teacher had taught, constantly reinforcing her memory and understanding through hands-on practice, never letting her guard down even during breaks.

"Damn! High school students these days are so damn fussy!"

After noticing this scene, every single one of the other students in the class couldn't help but secretly complain.

Chapter 30 Dark-skinned Girl?

"Kitagawa-kun, are you thirsty? How about a beer? It's more energizing than coffee!"

Just as Kitagawa Yu stopped to take a sip of water, the guy next to him, who looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with greasy blond hair, wearing a black leather jacket and ripped jeans, and a somewhat thin build, immediately came over with a grin, holding a can of beer.

“Thank you for your kind offer, Fujieda-san, but I’m not old enough to drink yet, and I don’t think beer can refresh me,” Kitagawa Yu said, leaning back slightly and shrugging.

Although he doesn't particularly like ineffective social interactions, he won't show any displeasure towards others' well-intentioned jokes.

"What I said is really true, at least for a short time after drinking it. It really does refresh you. That feeling is so wonderful. It can briefly put you into the 'freedom' state that the teacher talked about~" Fujie also shrugged like him, then took a big gulp of beer and let out a satisfying burp.

Drinking like this with three classes still ahead of him clearly shows that he genuinely believes alcohol can 'refresh the mind'.

"Hey, Tengzhi, don't corrupt good students, okay?" Another blond-haired guy came over.

I don't know if they really think blond hair is cool and rock and roll, or what, but out of the dozen or so people in the class, half of them have blond hair.

However, this blond guy's hair was relatively short, only slightly longer than a buzz cut.

He also looked a bit more robust than Tengzhi, and most importantly... at this moment, the blond-haired man was holding a beautiful woman with long, wavy blonde hair and a very good figure.

This is totally not in line with the image of the average single, greasy guy in their advanced music arrangement class!

"Hey Kitagawa-kun, try this sushi. My girlfriend made it herself... cough cough... went to a high-end sushi restaurant to buy it~ By the way, this is my girlfriend, Kyoko, whom I just started dating yesterday~"

"..."

Kitagawa Yu glanced at the sushi in front of him, then at the beautiful woman named Kyoko wearing an orange-red off-shoulder T-shirt, and was speechless.

It's obvious that this guy came over to show off his girlfriend.

"Okay, Saito-san, I admit you're amazing to have found such a beautiful girlfriend~"

Kitagawa Yu's tone didn't sound like that of a high school student who was seven or eight years younger than her, but Saito Ichigo didn't care. Instead, he hugged his girlfriend even tighter, so much so that his E-rank Devil Fruits almost popped out from his already low-cut neckline.

Not to mention that Tengzhi, who was drinking nearby, almost choked and spat out his beer.

Even the other people in the classroom swallowed hard and cast envious glances at Saito Ichigo.

Why?