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

What's the difference between giving something, but not giving it completely, and not giving it at all?

If things continue like this, will he ever be able to finish it in his lifetime?

There are only seven Dragon Balls, why does he need so many?

Compared to spending decades collecting hundreds of Dragon Balls to summon Shenron, the possibility of a startup failing halfway through seems far greater.

"Do I really have to become someone I hate?" His face contorted in pain, he stood on the bustling street, venting his frustration.

"Why! Why are you doing this to me!"

His sudden shouting drew the attention of passersby within three seconds.

After seeing his face clearly, the people on the street quickly looked away, quickening their pace as they passed him. Even those who couldn't help but glance back occasionally held a hint of pity in their eyes.

What a beautiful child, it's a pity he's mentally challenged.

There's a term that young people use to describe this lately, oh right, it's something like "chuunibyou" (middle school syndrome).

Ignoring the complex gazes of hundreds of people nearby, Sakurakoji Sai walked along the sidewalk with a half-dead expression, feeling utterly disheartened by the thought of this somewhat despairing fact.

Dragging his weary steps, he arrived at the familiar convenience store. After standing at the door for a long time, he finally went inside.

Sorrow is sorrow, dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, but the things that need to be done still need to be done.

Doing something doesn't guarantee success, but not doing it is tantamount to giving up hope and waiting to die.

Through years of trials and tribulations, he has developed this resilient character and spirit.

"welcome."

The voice was familiar, but somewhat dull, and seemed different from its usual vibrancy. Temporarily setting aside her worries, Sakurakoji looked directly towards the cashier.

Volume 1: Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 27 Persuading Aoyama Nanami

"Ah, it's Mr. Sakurakoji. Are you passing by here again today?"

Upon recognizing him, Aoyama Nanami, who was standing behind the counter, perked up and greeted him.

"Miss Qingshan, what's going on?"

Sakurakoji's gaze focused on her face, or more precisely, on the blue mask that covered most of her face, and he asked in confusion.

"Ah, I've had a slight cold these past couple of days, probably just the flu that comes with the changing seasons. Don't worry about it," Aoyama Nanami waved her hand, explaining with a bit of a headache.

"Hey? Do you have a cold?"

"Is it serious? If you feel very unwell, you should take leave and go home to rest. Your health is the most important thing."

Sakurakoji, disregarding his earlier melancholy, offered her advice in a worried tone.

"No need, I'm really fine. I took cold medicine yesterday and today, and I'm perfectly okay!"

"This little cold will be better in a couple of days."

Nanami Aoyama stretched out her arm to indicate that she was fine.

Sakurakoji walked up to the counter and saw the rosy skin on her face that wasn't covered by the mask. She said helplessly, "Your face is very red. You're just forcing yourself!"

"It's really nothing! My face is red because... well, it's hot from wearing a mask!"

"...Your reason is too weak; even kindergarten kids would find it hard to believe."

Aoyama Nanami tried her best to explain, but the reasons she made up wouldn't be believed by ordinary people, let alone Sakurakoji Seika. Faced with her desperate attempt to put on a brave face, Sakurakoji Seika was somewhat helpless.

He knew her situation and that she needed to work to earn money for tuition, rent, living expenses, training fees, and many other costs in order to pursue her dreams.

But to persist to this extent, isn't that a kind of illness?

Sakura Koji chuckled softly, feeling inexplicably relieved. In front of this independent and strong girl, his problems, though still urgent, suddenly seemed less daunting.

We'll just fight!

"Woo~"

Aoyama Nanami knew how terrible his reasoning was, so he crossed his fingers, blushed, and fell silent.

Just then, an untimely voice rang out in the silent space, announcing its presence.

goo~

Sakurakoji was drawn by the sound and looked at Aoyama Nanami's belly, revealing a knowing expression.

Oh, right, it's almost the end of the month.

"!!!"

Realizing what had happened, Aoyama Nanami's delicate body trembled, her skin color deepened and became more vibrant, followed by a violent reaction.

"That's not how it works!"

"This is it! Yes! It's the one I've been dieting for recently!"

"Recently, all the girls in my class have been pursuing a slim figure, and I've joined them!"

"It's definitely not because it's the end of the month and I didn't have money for lunch after paying the rent and utilities, so I'm feeling hungry now!"

"Ugh! What am I even saying?!"

Aoyama Nanami vigorously rubbed her once neat high ponytail, feeling dizzy and unsteady on her feet, as if she were about to die on the spot.

Perhaps because of her illness, she was unable to think carefully, and the words she spoke were completely thoughtless. She only realized what she had said after it was out of her mouth, but it was too late.

Sakurakoji didn't refute her, but just kept showing an understanding smile, which made her want to die even more!

"Miss Aoyama, are you short of money?"

Sakurakoji tucked a small strand of hair behind his ear, which tickled his face, glanced around, and asked casually.

Yes, as expected, there was food all around.

It must have been really tough on her to work in this kind of environment while she was sick and hungry. He couldn't even imagine how many times she had to swallow her saliva each day.

"Yes……"

Aoyama Nanami answered honestly with a somber expression. In this situation, even if he tried to put on a brave face and make excuses, it would be useless.

"I happen to have a great job to recommend to you. Would you like to consider it?"

"what?"

Aoyama Nanami looked at him in surprise, wondering why the topic had suddenly come up.

She thought that after realizing she was indeed forcing herself, he would, like everyone else, keep telling her to go back and rest.

Sakurakoji's talent is certainly not something to do. Even if he were to offer advice, he should do so after he has truly resolved her problem.

What's the difference between blindly offering self-righteous goodwill without considering the other person's situation and indulging in self-gratification? To put it more seriously, it could even be seen as a form of mild moral blackmail.

He then continued, "I remember, Ms. Aoyama's dream is to become a voice actress, right?"

"Yes."

Aoyama Nanami nodded. She had mentioned this to Sakurakoji Saito before, but neither of them had delved into it. She looked at him with a puzzled expression, wondering what he wanted to say.

"But the school you're attending now, although it's an affiliated junior high school for arts students, is only a regular course for Miss Aoyama, right?"

"Moreover, even within the arts department, it seems there are only fine arts and music departments, and no education related to voice acting."

"So that's why you attend extracurricular training classes, isn't it?"

Without directly stating his purpose, Sakurakoji first explained Aoyama Nanami's current situation, then looked at her with eyes like a white rabbit, as if seeking her confirmation.

"You are absolutely right."

Aoyama Nanami received the information he revealed, thought for a moment with her somewhat sluggish brain, and gave an affirmative answer, but she still didn't know what Sakurakoji Sai was trying to express.

What does this have to do with work?

Have you ever thought about changing schools? For example, going to a school that has a major in sound.

“I’ve thought about it, but where would I go… and my budget doesn’t really allow me to do it.”

Aoyama Nanami frowned slightly, looking troubled. If she could, she would have done the same when she first arrived in Tokyo.

However, due to a lack of information upon arrival and financial reasons, she ultimately chose a school that had some connection with animation.

To be honest, while Shuigao High School does have an art department, it's not a place for an ordinary person like her with no background. Besides, the high school art department isn't a specialized field for animation. It's only in university that it's divided into many different disciplines... She only realized this after entering high school.

Right now, she's struggling to even cover her monthly living expenses, and she doesn't even have a plan for next semester's tuition, let alone transferring schools.

After laying the groundwork, Sakurakoji finally unveiled the map of the Yan Kingdom.

“I know someone who owns an apartment building that recently opened and needs to hire some staff. I think Ms. Aoyama’s conscientious and responsible personality would be a perfect fit for this job.”

"Moreover, there is a comprehensive arts college just a five-minute walk away, which also has an animation school and a vocal music school."

"If you need it, I can arrange for the other party to pay part of your salary as tuition fees, and the job includes room and board, and the benefits are quite good."

"All you need to do is complete your daily tasks. There's no time limit, and you can do it after school."

"So, are you interested in this?"

After saying that, Sakurakoji didn't ask any further questions, but simply waited quietly for her answer.

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Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 28 Two Unexpected People Appear

After hearing his words, Aoyama Nanami could hardly believe her ears.

Not only does it include meals and accommodation, and tuition is completely free, but you can also pursue your interests in vocal music and adjust your working hours as you wish.

Although a portion of my salary will be used to pay for tuition, it's already much better than it is now.

Due to time constraints, she could only work part-time outside of class. Although she took on several jobs, her income was still less than that of a full-time job. She also had to balance her studies, maintaining her grades among the top in her grade.

To be honest, she felt she was nearing her limit. If things continued like this, she probably wouldn't even be able to scrape together the tuition for next semester before the deadline.

Sakurakoji's proposal was just the right solution to her immediate problem, and in the long run, it would also be more beneficial for her to pursue her dreams.

Such favorable conditions even made her feel somewhat unworthy of them.

It seemed that she had no choice, but hesitation still lingered in her eyes.

Transferring schools after completing a third of high school is a major life-changing decision for her, and she needs to consider it carefully.

Moreover, she didn't know exactly what school and job Sakurakoji was referring to, and if it went too far, she wouldn't agree even if it meant sleeping on the streets.

Although based on her understanding of Sakurakoji's talent over this period, she knew he wasn't that kind of person, she still needed to remain vigilant. After the trials of surviving alone, she was now a weathered, semi-socialized adult.

"Um, may I ask what kind of school that is?"

Aoyama Nanami was a little uneasy, but still asked firmly.

"Philia Academy, have you heard of it?"

The advanced vocational school that Sakurakoji was referring to was right next to the Heavenly Mansion, an academy with a close connection to his family.

The faculty is undoubtedly excellent; among similar programs, there are few better ones in all of Japan. Even his sister and some relatives chose to study at this school.

Although they attend a special programming class that differs somewhat from that of regular students, the teaching methods are basically the same, which demonstrates the abundance of educational resources available to them.

After graduation, they will be awarded a normal high school diploma, and their academic system is basically no different from that of ordinary schools.

"Philia Academy?! Is that the prestigious comprehensive university?"

Aoyama Nanami's eyes widened in surprise, even more shocked than before. She hadn't expected that the school the other person mentioned, which was within walking distance of their workplace, was actually that prestigious and renowned school, famous even in Tokyo.

She had only heard of it before, but had not looked into it in depth, because she knew that even if she did, she would hardly have the opportunity to study there. She only knew that it had trained many world-class professionals.

but now……

"Mr. Sakurakoji, are you telling the truth? Is it really that very famous Philia?"

Her tone was more anxious than usual, as if she desperately wanted to know the answer to the question.

"Of course it's true. If you're interested, don't worry about transferring schools; they'll take care of it for you."