There are so many geniuses in crossover anime! What's wrong with adding me?

"Huh? Which point?"

"Besides me, Touma Kazusa will soon have another friend."

"..." She thought for a few seconds, then guessed, "You mean the child who asked you to come?"

“That’s right. Although Kazusa won’t admit it yet, she’ll win me over soon—I’m confident of that.”

"I see. Since you think that way, then it shouldn't be wrong." Yoko nodded with relief, but quickly asked with concern, "That child, is it a girl?"

"That's it."

"I see... So what's she like in terms of appearance and personality? Don't worry about it, I'm just asking!"

"All I can say is that she's the most beautiful girl in her school. She's already won the Miss Affiliated School title twice and has a great chance of achieving a three-peat. While she might not be universally loved, she's certainly gentle, considerate, generous, and charming. As a friend, I think she's impeccable."

He recalled the image of Setsuna Ogiso and gave this fairly fair answer.

"I see..." Yoko's tone became increasingly stiff. She did not feel happy because of the other party's excellence, but instead felt a different kind of worry.

This is troublesome," she thought with a wry smile.

How can my good-for-nothing daughter possibly compete with a girl like this?!

Let's not even talk about friends. I just hope we don't end up becoming enemies and never speak to each other again.

As an experienced womanizer, even though they hadn't met yet, she absolutely didn't believe that the girl wouldn't be interested in this outstanding man in front of her.

The odds are even lower than winning the grand prize in the lottery.

Such oblivious and arrogant individuals as their own daughters are, after all, a minority. How could any girl with normal social skills remain indifferent?

Hey...

"White-haired boy, it's shameless of me to say this, but can I ask you to take care of Kazusa while I'm away?" Touma Yoko gave up thinking and could only place her hopes on the boy in front of her whom she had approved of.

“It’s possible, but Aunt Yoko, you still want to go abroad?” Sakurakoji Sai leaned her head slightly, her hands clasped behind her back.

His original handsomeness was enhanced by a touch of naiveté, making Touma Yoko feel somewhat dazzled and wanting to cover her chest.

This child is just too despicable... If only I were twenty years younger, no! Ten years younger!

She's willing to fight the whole world for this!

For now—let's just quietly watch our successors perform.

"Well, well, after all, I have to support my family too. The ceiling for musicians in China is still too low," she replied with a forced, awkward laugh.

"I see, alright then... but I'm not confident I can change Kazusa into anything." Considering Kazusa Touma's personality and current situation, he still had some concerns.

Touma Yoko waved her hand casually, looking relaxed and completely unconcerned.

"It's okay, it's okay. Just treat her however you like. Even if you mess her up or abandon her, it's fine! I allow it!"

"That's just too..."

Sakurakoji's words caught in his throat as he stared blankly at her mature face that showed no signs of aging.

Is this something a mother should say to another man? I really don't understand whether you love your daughter or not.

Touma Yoko, on the other hand, didn't think she had done anything wrong. Even if such a thing really happened, it wouldn't be her daughter who would suffer.

With such a perfect person as your first love and first sexual experience, what is there to complain about?

Even if you really get dumped, it's still a pretty good memory, isn't it? The harder you get dumped, the more experience you gain, and the faster your thinking matures.

The only thing to worry about is that if you start out eating such fine food, it will be incredibly difficult to find a partner later on... What's that ancient Chinese poem again? "Having seen the ocean, other waters are nothing."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going this time. Goodbye, Aunt Yaozi, see you next time." He sighed speechlessly, not intending to continue the discussion.

"Yes! Come visit often, White-haired Guy~"

bump!

He left her with a beautifully shaped white head, then closed the door and left.

A dozen seconds later, she faintly heard the sound of the iron gate being closed. Her expression darkened, and she frowned as she walked into the house.

"Kazusa! Where have you been?!"

"Even the white-haired man has left, don't you know to come out and see him off?"

"I think I have to fulfill my duty as a mother today and give you a good talking-to!!"

She walked straight to Touma Kazusa's bedroom, her anger rising.

Does this child even want to win? With this attitude, she wouldn't even get a chance to touch a flower after it withers!

—But when did they start addressing each other by their first names? They clearly started by using their surnames.

From this perspective—he's quite capable, no wonder he has his genes, even if the methods seem different.

……

After leaving the Touma family mansion, Sakurakoji Sai walked leisurely towards the station.

At this point, he decided not to send anyone to pick him up.

Although heading straight to Hanasaki River now would probably allow him to make it to the last class, he wasn't a masochist, so there was no need to go there and torture himself, was there?

He crossed his arms behind his head, preparing to take the train directly to Shimokitazawa.

Although it's still early before work, there's not enough time to do other things, it's really a dilemma.

……

evening,

After completing half of the evening's preparations—mainly the preparation of materials—Sakura Koji glanced at the time, washed and dried his hands, and left the kitchen preparation room.

It wasn't anything else, but he suddenly thought of something.

He pushed open the basement door and stared at the strange pink creature spinning in place with a guitar on its back, feeling both curious and speechless.

"What are you doing here?"

Hearing the sudden sound, Goto Ichiri's delicate body trembled violently. Her neck stiffened as she turned towards the open door. Only after seeing that it was Sakurakoji Saiko did she feel relieved and lean against the wall.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Cai, Mr. Caihua."

"You should say good morning to the stars... So what are you doing here? Why don't you come in?"

Goto Ichiri lowered his head, tapping his fingers, his eyes darting left and right, his expression timid.

'What should I do? If he says I'm hesitating at the door because I'm too scared to go in alone, will he think I'm useless?'

'No, I'm useless to begin with! It has nothing to do with whether I talk about it or not!'

'Ah~~ The pressure of facing Mr. Talent alone is still so great!'

'Although he's a good person, the aura of malevolence he exudes is just too strong; he's practically the nemesis of a dark, reptilian creature like me!'

'...'

Seeing that she had unknowingly fallen into her own world again, with her face constantly changing expressions, Sakurakoji was so inspired that he wanted to film her.

"How long have we been waiting here?" he broke the eerie silence.

"Ten, ten minutes." Her shoulders twitched in surprise, and she uttered the words swiftly after realizing what she meant.

"I see." Judging by the time, Hongxia and the others have already finished school and should be here soon. "Anyway, you can come in first. Hongxia and Liang should be here soon."

"Ah, hi! Thank you so much!" Goto Ichiri bowed deeply at a 90-degree angle as if he had been saved.

"No, there's nothing to thank me for..." He subconsciously scratched his hair and led the way for her. "By the way, you brought your guitar today."

"How's it going? Has anyone tried to talk to you?"

"Ah no, no..." She lowered her head in disappointment, following behind him like a little chick, step by step.

"I see. But it's okay, try wearing it for a few more days. I think it should be effective."

It seems the first day's attempt was unsuccessful. Did Kita not see it, or did he see it but missed the opportunity to strike up a conversation?

Volume 1: A Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 172 Money Saved for Marriage

Oh well, it's bound to happen sooner or later anyway, no need to worry... But if it still doesn't work after another week, let's try a different method.

Although the chances are probably slim.

"Okay, okay!" She was relieved that she wasn't blamed for not completing the task.

The distance from the entrance to the inside wasn't long, and they quickly reached the front desk.

"Please find a seat and sit down. Would you like a drink?"

"No, no! Don't worry about this reptile, Mr. Talent, please go and get back to your work!" Goto Ichiri waved his hand in a panic, refusing.

"Okay, then. You can take them together when Liang and the others arrive." He didn't insist.

"Then I'll go back to work first... That's true, but it's a bit early to do this now, it'll affect the taste of the food. I'll play on my phone for a while instead." So he took out his tri-fold folding phone, opened it up, and started playing a rhythm game—playing games on a big screen is indeed comfortable.

Goto Ichiri quickly blinked her sapphire blue eyes, looking around, then put down her guitar backpack and carefully sat down next to him.

Although Mr. Talent was a bit unapproachable, he was still the one who made her feel the most at ease compared to the other people in the store.

'Ah, I really want to be like Mr. Talent and watch music videos on my phone.'

"But if someone like me did that, people would definitely say, 'Huh? Who do you think you are?! How dare you play on your phone like that, completely oblivious to everyone else? Don't you respect us?'"

'But... I'm too shy to start a conversation with anyone. Could someone come over who's good at starting conversations...? Nijika-chan, come quick!'

Her muscles were stiff, her face was ashen, she was foaming at the mouth, and her eyes were darting around the room. She was suffocating from the oppressive atmosphere.

"Speaking of which, how was your experience with yesterday's food?"

After a moment of silence, Sakurakoji suddenly remembered something and casually asked a question.

"Huh?" Goto Ichiri was startled, and after confirming that the person was speaking to him, he quickly replied, "Ah! It's delicious!"

"My parents said they haven't had such a delicious dessert in a long time! They told me I must thank you!"

"Xiao Shuang was very happy, and even cried because she wasn't allowed to eat too much before bed!"

"Ah, Xiaoshuang is my younger sister, she's 5 years old!"

"I'm so sorry! I didn't thank you right away! I'm so sorry! How can I atone for this?! Maybe I should just use my guitar to commit seppuku!"

As she continued, she got back into her own rhythm, and her expressions and movements began to break down.

"Calm down."

Sakura Koji gently pressed his hands against her soft, chubby face, which had become almost as dark as his own due to prolonged lack of sunlight, and rubbed it to restore it to normal.

This child can suddenly go crazy on his own without you even noticing.

However, her skin tone and softness are really good. Among the group of people in the Starry Sky, she is probably the whitest—although it is because she has been in the closet for a long time and has never seen the light of day.

Unfortunately, compared to his innate genes and the same lack of sunlight he had acquired, he was still lacking. He silently and proudly straightened his chest.

"As long as I get good reviews, I'm at ease. I don't need to worry about anything else."

"Ah good."

Goto Ichiri trembled the tuft of hair on the side of his head before regaining his composure.

Just when they were almost at a loss for words, the long-awaited savior arrived with her companions.

Good morning, everyone! Has Ichiri-chan arrived yet?

……

ten minutes later,

At a small table in the corner of the starry sky, three people, each holding a drink in a disposable plastic cup, gathered to begin today's closing band meeting.

"Hey! In short, the [first official band members' meeting], which Ichiri-chan is attending, is now beginning!"

"Clapping! Clap clap clap clap...!"

As the captain and core member, Nijika Ijichi led the clapping, warming up the atmosphere. Also, because she had previously met with Rakuna, a definite word was added.

The other two clapped lightly out of politeness, making a sparse sound.