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

"But even though I don't understand it... I know that this is what makes a good story."

"It's the plot that's missing from my comics."

"So tell me, talent," her eyes had lost all the emotions from before, leaving only seriousness, "is this feeling love?"

"How can I create a storyline like yours?"

“…It’s hard to say,” Sakurakoji Sai licked his dry lips and answered with difficulty, “First of all, your feelings are more like anger as a reader than love, aren’t they?”

"This is quite different from being in love, although it probably includes love for the work, since love is very diverse."

"Secondly, I don't know how to get you to write this kind of plot, but I think your desire to enrich your emotions and feel love is not a wrong option."

"If you really want to write this kind of story, the prerequisite is that you should be able to empathize with the characters in the story. That's my opinion."

After hearing this, Shiina Mashiro fell into deep thought: "In other words, if I want to create this kind of story, I should first experience a love affair like Junsei and Yukiho?"

"...It's hard to say." He couldn't guarantee it. "I think as long as we can empathize, that's enough."

How can we achieve empathy?

“I think you’re already showing empathy by feeling sadness and anger for her, but…” He pressed his fingertips against her forehead, “it’s not quite clear yet.”

"Then what should we do?" Her expression was like that of a lost kitten.

"...I don't know."

He shrugged helplessly. Even if you consult a psychologist, you can't be sure you'll find a way to effectively address this kind of emotional issue.

"..." Shiina Mashiro stared at his face, her brows furrowing slightly. After a long while, she parted her red lips and said, "I really do want to fall in love!"

"Talent! Teach me about love!"

"Huh? Why me?!"

"Because you're the only guy around me, oh dear, please help me like last time!"

"No, no, no! This is completely different from the last one! So, what are you planning to do?!"

“I’ll sleep with you. Ayano said that lovers sleep together after they start dating.”

"You've got the cause and effect wrong!!!" Sakurakoji Sai shouted, and tried to stand up and run away.

But as soon as he stood up, before he could even stand up straight, Shiina Mashiro tackled him to the ground from behind and hugged him tightly around the waist.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be very gentle and won’t hurt you.” Her fingers moved like tentacles as she finished speaking and added, “I’ve heard that couples say this before they sleep together for the first time.”

"Are you out of your mind?!"

……

The next morning,

After Sakurakoji woke up, he stared blankly at the ceiling.

After a long struggle last night, he still couldn't get rid of Shiina Mashiro.

He was exhausted from constantly pushing her with his hands, spinning her around and throwing her away, but Shiina Mashiro's resilience was beyond his imagination. She held onto him tightly and wouldn't let go.

Finally, panting, he used his last bit of strength to drag her body to the bed, and then collapsed onto it helplessly.

At least before he fell into a coma, he wanted to sleep in a bed; that was his thought.

Perhaps the stalemate with him had exhausted all her strength, and Shiina Mashiro had no energy left to do anything else—or rather, she didn't know what she should do in the first place.

Feeling the softness of the large bed, she changed her position, hugging his body more intimately and tightly, clinging to him like an octopus, and quickly fell asleep with him.

The reason he is staying still is because she is still close to him, her lovely and peaceful sleeping face above his chest.

You really know how to find positions! Think about me, the one you're pinning down!

He glared fiercely at the naive and hateful girl. If it weren't for her delicate and soft body making her feel comfortable against him, he would have thrown her away long ago!

Fortunately, the weather is getting warmer, and the central air conditioning in the room keeps the temperature under control, so I don't have to worry about catching a cold even if I don't cover myself with a blanket.

Hmph, I really want to take the opportunity to push her down, play with her as I please, and then laugh wildly at her tearful expression—but that's just a thought.

He doesn't want to lose an entire forest for the sake of one tree.

Besides, his first time is very precious; he hasn't met a woman he'd willingly give his virginity to yet.

So even if the other party is willing, it won't work—there are just too many people willing to do it with him. You can meet at least several hundred people in five minutes of walking around. Who do you think you are?

He doesn't care much about others, but he does care a lot about himself.

As fellow innocent and handsome young men, we should all be able to understand his awkward yet pure feelings, right?

While waiting for Shiina Mashiro to wake up, he rested his arms under his head, staring at the ceiling, lost in thought, until—a piercing scream shattered the silence.

Bang!

"Ah—! Young Master! Mashiro! What on earth did you do?!" Aoyama Nanami, who had dropped the cleaning tools on the ground, stared in utter shock at the scene before him, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning.

What did she see? The young master and Mashiro were lying on the same bed, intimately intertwined!

Most importantly, it's morning now, which means... they were here last night!

Her pretty face flushed red, it was hard to tell whether it was from embarrassment or anger, but she shouted loudly, "Young Master Caihua! I need an explanation!"

Sakurakoji shifted his gaze, his eyes blank and his expression unwavering.

An explanation? He still wants an explanation!

He was inexplicably forced to sleep with another woman; who can understand the injustice and pain in his heart?!

Disturbed by the noise around her, Shiina Mashiro rubbed her sleepy eyes, placed her hands on his chest, and slowly raised her body.

"!!!" Sakurakoji Saiki's eyes widened as he stared at her in disbelief.

Damn it! Are you ever going to stop?!

I'm really going to call the police and have you arrested! Seriously!

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Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 190 Why haven't you guys made it to the martial arts hall yet?

Now that she's awake, he's not going to put up with it any longer.

He exhaled a breath of morning air, suddenly sat up, and tossed the still-dazed Shiina Mashiro to the other side of the bed. Her delicate body bounced on the equally bouncy bed for a while before stopping.

"Young Master! You can't be so rude to Mashiro! She was with you... In short, you can't!"

Although Aoyama Nanami was not entirely calm, she still spoke up to stop his somewhat violent behavior.

Sakurakoji walked over to the wardrobe, took out a change of clothes, and then headed to the bathroom. After Shiina Mashiro's outburst last night, he had sweated so much that he hadn't even showered before falling asleep.

The clothes haven't been changed; they might still smell of ramen on them.

"Ask Mashiro if you have any specific questions." After saying this, he closed the bathroom door.

"..."

In the room, only Shiina Mashiro, who was dizzy from the shock and wanted to continue sleeping, and Aoyama Nanami, an outsider standing by the bed, at a loss.

"...Mashiro! Wake up! What happened last night? Why were you in the young master's room?" After a moment of stunned silence, Aoyama Nanami rushed to her side, propped her up, and shook her vigorously.

"The world... is spinning~~" Shiina Mashiro's eyes darted around, unable to think straight.

……

After washing away the grime with a morning bath, drying her hair, and changing into clean clothes, Sakurakoji Saitama ate a simple breakfast prepared by a blushing Aoyama Nanami before heading out again.

Today is Saturday, a time for most students to relax and go on dates, but not for a small minority.

I imagine Aoyama Nanami and Shiina Mashiro have things to do today. Aoyama Nanami will probably be working hard on her voice and voice acting practice, and even the seemingly lazy Shiina Mashiro will probably be working hard to prepare for future manga after she wakes up.

Most of the world's accomplished geniuses are not only exceptionally talented, but also have top-notch writing skills.

Among the more representative figures are Touma Kazusa, who can casually say that "if you don't practice the piano for 8 hours a day, you'll quickly become rusty," or the aspiring fashion designers he knows who take drawing dozens of design sketches every day as their daily task.

Wow, that's really curly!

"They deserve to succeed," he shook his head and boarded the train to Kawasaki.

I wonder what those girls who dropped out of school are doing now?

—I was just kidding, he actually knows.

After all, there is something in the world called a mobile phone.

……

"Yo hello~ I'm here~ Is anyone home?"

He unlocked the door with his key and entered the detached villa in Kawasaki. After changing his shoes, he announced his presence as he walked.

"What? It's talent? You startled me by speaking out of the blue." In the living room on the first floor, Momoka Kawahara, who was taking milk from the refrigerator, turned to look at the entrance. "If you were coming, you should have told us in the group chat beforehand."

She tore open the packaging, took a big gulp, and then exclaimed in a middle-aged man's voice, "Ah~ This is the best thing to have in the morning!"

She wore a black knitted shirt, black shiny pantyhose, and super short denim shorts that covered the bottom, which made her already slender and long legs look even longer.

Since she was in the room, she was only wearing flat slippers. If she changed into black mid-heel Velcro shoes when she went out, her legs would be even more attractive.

Among the people he knew, there weren't many who could attract his attention with just a pair of legs, but she was one of them.

His silver-gray hair was as unrestrained as ever, hanging loosely down his back... Looking at it this way, there are quite a few girls around him who don't like to tie their hair up.

It's a very simple and basic outfit, but for some reason, it looks so natural on her. You wouldn't think she's a careless person at all; instead, she exudes a unique trendy vibe.

If there were a specific image of a 'young, trendy female band member,' it would probably be someone like her, right?

Because she doesn't like to dress like a woman, she looks like him overall—very androgynous.

In addition to that mature and versatile temperament, leaning against the balcony railing exudes a melancholy that no one else can imitate, walking along the roadside with a guitar on his back is trendy, and standing there casually with his hands in his pockets is a cool, fashionable, and carefree office worker.

If we introduce them to jobs like shooting commercials or working as fashion magazine models later, her charming image would be a perfect fit, right?

He pondered to himself that, in a sense, she was like Touma Kazusa, both of whom were quite lazy, but surprisingly good at grasping the key points of dressing. They could easily bring out their strengths and achieve great results with just a few casual outfits—was this a woman's intuition or talent?

"Yo, Momoka, long time no see!" Sakurakoji ignored her actions, which suggested she had just woken up. After all, young people these days are nocturnal creatures; it's already quite an achievement for them to get up before noon.

He looked around and, finding no one else there, asked, "Just you?"

"Hmm, Subaru hasn't been here for the past two days because of personal matters. Ash and Rupa are probably at work. Nina... she probably hasn't gotten up yet." Momoka Kawara slowly walked to the sofa and sat down as if to relieve herself.

"What a lazy bunch," he remarked of Izanagi, then casually sat down next to her. "How's the band doing lately?"

"Whatever you say... It's only been two weeks since you last came, right? In between, we practiced together a few times and even participated in a street performance."

"Thanks to the fact that your house has a recording studio attached, it has saved us a lot of money."

At this point, her pretty, androgynous face broke into a smile, revealing her pearly white teeth, and she seemed pleased with her wallet.

Earning money through part-time work is very hard, so every little bit saved counts.

Although she's currently quite well-off since she doesn't have to pay rent or worry about practice rooms, considering the future... it seems like she shouldn't even think about it? If Sakurakoji Takumi remains the manager...

After experiencing this period of time, she realized for the first time since dropping out of school three years ago that it was such a great thing not to have to worry about money!

Because she's been broke lately, her enthusiasm for part-time jobs has waned considerably.

Her eyes gleamed with the light of money as she looked at him, making him, who was already very charming, seem even more handsome!

For a fleeting moment—just a fleeting moment—she considered giving up and simply giving in to him, but she didn't know if he wanted her.

"I'm glad I could help you. Has everyone moved in yet?" He hadn't had any water on the way here, so he went to the kitchen next door and got himself a glass of purified water that had been filtered by the water purifier.

"Pretty much, although at first nobody really wanted to move," Momoka Kawara explained, counting on her fingers one by one.

“At first, Rencai tried to struggle to continue studying, but after I taught her the music synthesis software, she kept tinkering with it and had less time to study.”

"After the last live performance, I've completely given up and simply moved here. I probably won't renew my original room after it expires."

"Ash and Rupa were initially quite cautious—mainly Ash—but their attitude improved a lot after the performance, and they've recently moved in."

"As for Subaru, although she often stays here, she hasn't returned her original room. Recently, her grandmother came to visit, so she hasn't been staying here."

"I see." Sakurakoji Sai returned with the glass in his hand; things were pretty much as he had imagined.

But thinking about the celery and vegetables... is it true that the closer you get to your dream, the further you get from your academic qualifications?

Well, you can't have your cake and eat it too.

"So what about you? Why did you decide to come over today? Did you have the weekend off?" Kawara Momoka held the milk carton to her mouth, crossed her legs, casually raised her other hand and rested it on the back of the sofa, glancing at him sideways.