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

"And then..." Ichiji Nijika thought for a moment, then scratched her head in frustration, "Hehe~ Because we're not very familiar with each other yet, we have absolutely no idea what to talk about~"

“Um,” Goto Ichiri cautiously raised her hand, “aren’t there four people? There seem to be only three here, is that alright?”

"Ah, you mean Rana!" Ijichi Nijika and Yamada Ryo exchanged glances, their brows furrowed in helplessness. "We thought about it too, but that child's behavior is... quite free."

"She can come whenever she wants, so we can't accurately track her whereabouts."

"Since we hadn't gathered all the members yet, we didn't force her to come every day except for rehearsals and performances."

"Oh, I see..." Goto Ichiri understood a little, but still asked with doubt, "But what about the performance?"

"Hmm? It's a performance in a livehouse, right here in the Starry Night." Ijichi Nijika pointed to the stage in the distance. "Even though there were only three of us before, I still asked my sister to let us go on stage a few times."

"But as expected, even three people have their limits. The effect can't compare to other bands, especially without the lead singer!"

"I see... Eh? Who is Nijika-chan's older sister?" After hearing her words, Goto Ichiri looked up at her.

"Didn't I say that?" Instead of answering directly, she looked at Yamada Ryo and received a shake of her head. "Oh, I thought I said that yesterday."

"My older sister is the manager here. You should have met her yesterday, right?"

"Manager?" Goto Ichiri's eyes widened as he recalled the mature beauty Sakurakoji had introduced yesterday—a woman with blonde hair and red eyes, and a calm voice, just like Ijichi Nijika.

Her gaze met that of Ijichi Nijika, drawn to the triangular, potato-chip-like hair on her head, which then overlapped with the hair of the person in her mind—

"Ah, red bean..."

"Right? We still look quite alike, don't we?" Ichiji Nijika proudly gave a peace sign, struck a pose, and then twisted her body and gave a wry smile.

"Well, although I can get to power early thanks to this connection, I still have to pay the fees I'm owed!"

"Thanks to this, most of our wages from working here have been spent on fixed-ticket tickets." Yamada Ryo pretended to wipe away tears.

"Haha, there's nothing I can do about it. It's great that I even got to go on stage. It's all thanks to Le Nai's superb skills and Mr. Caihua's professional guidance!" She touched her chest, her face still showing lingering fear. "I almost didn't pass my sister's audition. What a close call!"

“Designated ticket?” Another new term appeared, and Goto Ichiri’s droopy eyebrows twitched upwards.

"Ah, let me explain." Ichiji Nijika pulled out a few tickets to Starlight from somewhere and showed them to her: "Our performances here are limited-ticket shows, and all bands need to contribute a certain number of tickets to be able to perform on stage."

"As the name suggests, in order to ensure attendance, livehouses require bands to sell some tickets themselves. This is necessary to keep the livehouse running."

"Sales exceeding the target will be split between the livehouse and the band, but if the target isn't even sold, they'll have to pay out of their own pockets."

Yamada Ryo, standing to the side, looked somewhat ashen, as if reminiscing about his lost wages. The bass voice summed it up: "It's just that bands are very expensive before they become famous and can make money."

"What a concise summary!" Goto Ichiri remarked.

"Well, that's how it is. Although I had my friends help me buy it at first, I can't keep bothering them." Ichiji Nijika put her hands behind her head and leaned back in her chair.

"Moreover, Ryo and Rakuna don't have any friends, so we can't rely on them to help sell tickets. Therefore, we have to pay for everything ourselves in the end."

"What Ichiri-chan says..."

Upon receiving her probing gaze, Goto Ichiri immediately looked away, her eyes losing their luster and turning into dead fish eyes.

"Oh, sorry! It's okay, so don't look at me like that!" She hurriedly waved her hand, telling her not to worry about it.

Goto Ichiri stared lifelessly at the table and began his little drama.

'I have a lot of virtual friends in my mind~'

Guitar Guy: The best in Class 1!

Microphone Guy: Wow! A national treasure-level guitar master!

'...'

Just as she was about to become so engrossed in her own world that she couldn't get out, a key point from the conversation just now popped into her memory.

"Huh?! Ryousang and the other member don't have any friends?!" She looked up in shock.

Doesn't this mean that they are all just like me, lonely people without friends?

Her eyes sparkled, and she looked at Yamada Ryo with a warm glow, surrounded by flowers.

So, Ryosang, we're the same kind of person!

My heart is fluttering!!

“Yes, I only have one friend, Nijika.” Yamada Ryo’s words further confirmed her thoughts.

“On her days off, she would go exploring ruins alone or browse secondhand clothing stores,” Nijika Ichi explained.

'No, that's not right!' Goto Ichiri's happy fantasies came to an abrupt halt, as if he had been thrown onto a deserted island on lava. His pupils widened to their maximum, and he looked at Yamada Ryo as if he were a traitor.

'Ryosang is the type who likes to do things she enjoys on her own! I'm too socially anxious to go to clothing stores alone, she's completely different from me!'

"I enjoy being alone; there's an insurmountable chasm between that and true loneliness!"

I almost stepped on a landmine that I thought was someone like me!

Her body trembled, and she looked tense and disappointed.

"Ichiri-chan, relax while we chat~"

No, wait! There's another one, maybe she...

"Then, what about the other member?" she prayed as she looked at Ichichi Nijika.

“Her,” Ichiji Nijika said thoughtfully, tapping her chin, “is the type who likes to run around by herself. I heard she often skips class to climb trees and goes to her grandmother’s shop to play the guitar in front of everyone without permission.”

"I'm so sorry for putting myself on the same level as you..." She lost her last hope and curled up, staring at the ground around her.

A truly socially awkward person wouldn't even dare to skip class, let alone play guitar in front of a crowd!

"Ah~ Ah~ Don't die, Ichiri-chan!!" Ichiji Nijika shook her body violently.

Taking advantage of the situation, Yamada Ryo poked her limp body and chuckled, "Little Ichiri is really interesting."

"Ichiri, all alone, Pochi... I'll call you Pochi-chan from now on."

"Don't give people nicknames so casually, Liang!"

Ichi Nijika put her hands on her hips and condemned her behavior, but upon hearing this, Goto Ichiri immediately sat up and grasped Yamada Ryo's hand with emotion and joy.

"Pochi... yeah! From now on, I'm Pochi-chan! Thank you!"

"No, is this something to be grateful for?" Ichiji Nijika asked, puzzled.

"Pochi... wait, has Ichiri-chan never been called by a nickname before?"

“I have used things like ‘Hey, you’” and “Hey”.

"This can be called a nickname?!" she exclaimed in shock.

"Ah, I... I haven't gotten to know anyone well enough to call each other by nicknames!" Goto Ichiri said, her eyes tightly shut.

"Uh, it feels a bit tear-jerking..." Hongxia covered her forehead and chuckled dryly, avoiding touching this sensitive area.

"In short, each performance will cost tens of thousands of yen in the short term. Let's work hard to earn the fees, equipment costs, and other expenses?"

"Hmm..." Goto Ichiri was still immersed in the joy of receiving her new nickname when she realized what was happening and shouted, "Part-time job?!"

"That was the loudest sound we've made all day," Hongxia complained.

'Absolutely not! I don't want to work!'

'It's so scary outside! Society is so scary!'

Goto Ichiri's eyes turned into round eyes, her willow eyebrows drooped into a V-shape, her mouth became soft and wavy, and her face turned ashen.

After a while, she took out a ceramic piggy bank, from which coins were making a clinking sound.

"Hmm? Little pig?"

"This, this is the money Mom saved for my wedding~~" Her eyes were brimming with tears, her voice trembling with a cute sob, "I'll give you all of this, just please spare me the part-time job!"

"Are we really that devilish?!"

"Thank you, I will accept it with gratitude..."

*Pfft* Ijichi Nijika slapped away Yamada Ryo's outstretched hand, her eyes filled with disdain.

"Then I won't be polite."

But to her surprise, another voice rang out at the same time as Yamada Ryo's, and a fair, slender, crystal-clear hand took the white piggy bank that Goto Ichiri was holding in both hands.

Turning their gaze to the newcomer, they were astonished to see it was none other than Sakurakoji Saiki.

"Mr. Talent!" Nijika Ijichi exclaimed, then stared at the piggy bank in his hand. "What are you doing? Hurry up and give the piggy bank back to Pochi-chan!"

"Pochi-chan?"

"Oh no, this nickname just came out because it's so catchy!" She covered her mouth to hide her mistake and coughed twice.

"Well, isn't this nickname pretty good? I think it suits Ichiri very well." Sakurakoji Sai weighed the ceramic jar in his hand, guessing roughly how much it cost.

If they're all 500 yen, that's quite a lot; if they're 100 or 50 yen...

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Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 173 Someone Who Disappeared for Over a Hundred Chapters

"Hehe~ Hehe~ It's not that good." Goto Ichiri scratched the back of his head and chuckled foolishly.

"I don't think he was praising you," the blonde captain continued, playing her role as the sarcastic commentator.

"By the way, Mr. Talent, what brings you here?"

"It's nothing, I just came over to check since everything was ready and I had nothing else to do. What were you guys talking about?"

“When it comes to working part-time for the performance, Pochi-chan seems quite resistant.”

"You still choose to call her Pochi-chan?" Sakurakoji glanced at her, not intending to offer any opinion.

The group focused their attention on Goto Ichiri, who trembled with fear.

'Because, if I go out to work, I'll definitely be disliked for neglecting the customers.'

'Then it was filmed and posted online, becoming a laughing stock—and then, he was sentenced to death!!'

'...'

"Pochi-chan, Pochi-chan~" Ichiji Nijika brought her back to her senses, "Seriously, didn't you hear what I just said?"

Goto Ichiri snapped out of her daze and apologized in a low voice, "Ah, sorry! Um, what's up?"

"How about Poke-chan works here sometime too?"

"Ryo and I are here too, don't worry!"

"This is a comfortable, relaxed, and free workplace, so don't be afraid."

"The service is just simple things like serving drinks and cleaning, how about that?"

The two men's faces seemed like towering demons to her, making her feel as if she had fallen into an icy abyss, her thoughts spiraling into a vortex, and her facial expressions continuing to crumble.

I don't want to work! I don't want to work!

'I want to refuse! I want to refuse!'

I'm going to refuse!

"..."

"I will be a slave..." she bit her tongue, uttering a desperate, hoarse voice.

'I'm sorry, myself.'

'If I had the courage to refuse, I wouldn't be socially anxious...'

Meanwhile, Yamada Ryo and Ijichi Nikka warmly welcomed and applauded from the side.

"Really?! Thank you!"

"Working together will definitely be fun and exciting!"

Let's applaud our bright future and happiness!

"Crack! Crack! Crash!!"

"..."