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

"You just said that you are Ms. Yukimi Sakura, right?"

"That's right."

"...May I ask, teacher, what is your gender and age?" Machida Sonoko asked carefully, afraid of upsetting him.

This was the first time she had met Sakurakoji Sai in person. She had only exchanged a few emails with him today. Before this, she didn't even know Sakurakoji Sai's name, gender, or any other information. She never expected that the writer she was going to meet would be such an unconventional person!

How could she have guessed that even after meeting him, she still wouldn't be able to determine his gender and age?

All I can say is that if you live long enough, you'll see all sorts of things.

"Male, around high school age." Sakurakoji carefully took a sip of tea from his water glass. He remained unfazed by the questioning; he was used to it.

Why did he insist on keeping such a suspicious head of long, straight white hair, and an even more perplexing androgynous face?

Image: "I really need to teach you a lesson", Location: "Images/1755749302-100446961-113719147.jpg"

Author's Note: Which female lead characters would you all like to see? Leave a comment and let me know! I'll consider it, and if there are many requests, I'll really add more and more to the story.

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 44 The Scheduled Meeting with Kasumigaoka Utaha

Is he male? Or a high school student?

Machida Sonoko thought to herself, "Handsome appearance, elegant demeanor, and overflowing talent—isn't this just a carbon copy of Xiao Shi? And if we're only looking at talent, she seems to surpass Xiao Shi..."

Could it be that heaven has taken pity on my hard work and sent me a star writer?

And they're both handsome high school boys and beautiful girls. If you could put these two together for a live press conference, just imagine how much buzz it would generate! Book sales would definitely explode! Her eyes gleamed, as if she could already see the day she would dethrone the editor-in-chief and take his place.

Of course, she was just thinking about this idea; at least one side would definitely not agree to it.

"I never expected that Ms. Yukimi Sakura would not only be so talented, but also so beautiful. It really surprised me," Machida Sonoko exclaimed sincerely.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Machida Sonoko, the deputy editor-in-chief of Shinazugawa Bunko, and I will also be your editor from now on. Please take care of me."

"You flatter me." Sakura Koji Sai put down his water glass, met her gaze, and introduced himself: "My real name is Sakura Koji Sai. You can call me Sakura Koji or Sai from now on."

"This is my first time entering this industry, I hope you will give me your guidance in the future."

Her manners were impeccable; she was such a diligent and good child. It seemed she wouldn't cause much trouble in the future, Machida Sonoko nodded to herself.

"Then I'll call you Caihua-chan from now on, okay?"

"By the way, why did Caihua-chan decide to write light novels? Is it to make money?" she asked, voicing her doubts.

Talent? Well, not bad. Sakurakoji Talent looked helpless and reluctantly accepted it.

"No, I'm just interested in it because I prefer watching anime and reading manga." Sakurakoji Sai scratched his cheek with his index finger, looking a little embarrassed.

"So I've become quite interested in light novels. After reading a lot of them, I gradually wanted to try it myself, so I asked an acquaintance to help me submit my work."

"I see." Machida Sonoko suddenly realized. This reason was exactly what she had expected. Many young people are interested in anime and manga these days.

She only knew that *DanMachi* was being rushed to publication by higher-ups, but she didn't know the specific details, much less the connection between Sakurakoji's talent and the other party. Now it seemed that the other party must have some connection with the higher-ups at Shinazugawa. And since it wasn't for profit, the other party's family probably wasn't short of money?

"We've lost another aspect, Shi-chan," Machida Sonoko sighed inwardly.

For some reason, ever since then, she has been subconsciously comparing the two young people, perhaps because they have many similarities.

As time passed, after a long conversation, the two had gained a deeper understanding of each other.

Of course, although Machida Sonoko believed she had mastered the art of dealing with young people and was adept at charming and approachable, the credibility of Sakurakoji's information remained to be seen.

"Um, there's one more question," Machida Sonoko said, unusually shy, her fingers fidgeting, "Did you really draw the illustrations for 'DanMachi' yourself, Caihua-chan?"

"Yes, because of my family, I learned a lot about painting when I was a child. Is there a problem?" Sakurakoji generously admitted, looking at her with some doubt.

“No, it’s nothing…” Machida Sonoko pursed her lips, and finally her expression became resolute, as if she had made up her mind. She took out a few books from the bookshelf next to her, bowed and handed them to Sakurakoji Saiki.

"Actually, I'm a fan of yours too! Could you please sign these books for me? Please!"

Although it was somewhat unexpected, it was also reasonable. Sakurakoji Saisa suppressed his astonishment and replied with a smile, "Thank you for your liking, of course, no problem."

After receiving several substantial books, Sakurakoji glanced at them; they were all hardcover editions. He then signed his pen name on the blank space of each cover.

"Ah, him!" Machida Sonoko exclaimed excitedly, her elbow twitching in response.

Getting an autograph from your favorite author is a lucky thing for every fan. As for why she signed several books, don't worry about that for now.

Carefully holding several hardcover books with still-wet ink, Machida Sonoko looked satisfied.

"Oh, right, Saiki-chan, because the first volume of 'DanMachi' sold so well, the editorial department is planning to throw you a celebration party. Are you interested in attending?" Suddenly remembering this, she asked Saiki Sakurakoji.

A victory celebration? There's no need for just a meal, he shook his head.

"There's no need for a celebration party. But I'd be interested in something like a peer exchange meeting..." Sakurakoji's talented side advisor, Machida Sonoko, revealed her core purpose.

"An exchange meeting?" Machida Sonoko pondered for a few seconds, then smiled and replied, "You're in luck! Next week, Shinazugawa will be hosting its annual spring gathering of writers. Are you interested?"

"A gathering of writers?" A glint flashed in Sakurakoji's eyes as he tentatively asked, "All the writers will attend?"

"Not all... but most writers and teachers of intermediate or higher level will be invited to participate."

"Oh, by the way, I also have a bestselling author who's about your age here. I'll introduce you two later!"

"Since you've said that, what else can I say?" Sakurakoji Takashi agreed without the slightest hesitation: "Okay, I'll participate."

"That's quite decisive of him." Machida Sonoko was somewhat surprised by the speed at which he made his decision.

"Because I want to get to know more colleagues in the industry," Sakurakoji Sai smiled lightly, brushing it off.

“That makes sense, that’s the purpose of the gathering.” Machida Sonoko nodded in agreement, without any doubt.

They chatted for another half hour, enjoying each other's company. Thanks to his broad knowledge and his thoughtful answers that considered things from the other person's perspective, Machida Sonoko almost considered him a close friend!

Ultimately, it was Sakurakoji who spoke first, ending the conversation.

"That's all for today. If anything comes up later, feel free to contact me through my online account. This is my contact information."

The two added each other as friends on their phones, and Sakurakoji quickly got up to say goodbye.

Only after leaving the Shinazugawa Building and feeling the increase in healing points did Sakurakoji finally show a relieved smile.

It wasn't a wasted trip; he gained quite a bit today: not only did he increase his healing points through Machida Sonoko, but he also received a guarantee to meet another important figure next time.

At this rate, my future is incredibly promising!

With a lighter step, he glanced at the time and set off onto the road for cattle and horses in the night.

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 45 Who Wants Women's Clothes?

Two days later, at the Heavenly Mansion.

Aoyama Nanami ran up to Sakurakoji Sai, slammed her hand on the table, and looked flustered on her rosy face.

"Young Master Cai! Wardrobe, wardrobe..."

Sakurakoji Sai watched as Sakurakoji suddenly lost control of her emotions, a stark contrast to her usual behavior, and looked bewildered. What had happened?

What on earth happened to make her, who is usually calm and decisive, become like this? Did Ultraman attack?

"Calm down, Nanami," Sakurakoji gestured, "What exactly happened?"

After a violent tremor, Aoyama Nanami took a deep breath, gradually calming down. After a moment, she looked at him intently, her expression complex.

"Young Master, what exactly are those clothes in the wardrobe?"

"?" Sakurakoji Saiki asked, puzzled. "It's my clothes, what's there to doubt?"

"While I admit the number is a little too high, there's no need to be so shocked."

"It's not just a little bit too much! The clothes in one wardrobe are more than all the clothes in my whole family back home! There are at least a dozen wardrobes like this!" Aoyama Nanami couldn't help but complain.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. You know my family is a family of designers, so it's reasonable and understandable that I have a lot of clothes, right?" Sakura Koji calmly took a sip of tea and explained to herself.

Tsk, it's just a few extra clothes, is it really necessary to get so worked up? Your mental fortitude needs improvement.

“I do know that, but there’s nothing I can do about it… No, wait!” Aoyama Nanami wanted to say that was true, but soon she realized that the key point was not there at all.

"I can understand having a lot of clothes, but why are there so many clothes inside...?"

"?" Not that? Then what is it? Sakurakoji thought for a moment, then continued, "I admit, the styles of clothing have indeed become more varied."

"But as you know, my family is a family of designers, and I am also a near-first-class designer. I occasionally use my family's studio to publish my work."

"In order to follow trends and understand the philosophical and aesthetic connotations of different styles, it's understandable to buy a variety of different types of clothing to match, right?"

“That’s true, I can understand… No, no, that’s not the point!” Aoyama Nanami was still agitated, clenching her hands tightly as she loudly retorted.

"Not yet?" Sakurakoji Sai frowned, completely unable to understand what she was trying to say.

"Could it be the price? Although each piece is indeed a bit expensive for ordinary people, you know my family is quite wealthy, and we also own our own clothing factory."

"I design many of the clothes myself, and then have them made and delivered to me. So even though some of the clothes are a bit pricey, it's not a problem, right?"

“…Young Master Cai Cai, do you really not know what I’m trying to say?” Aoyama Nanami’s eyes gradually lost their warmth, and she looked at him as if he were a stranger.

"Ahem, just kidding." Sakurakoji Saiki coughed lightly, stopping teasing her.

He already knew Aoyama Nanami's purpose. If it were the previous questions, given her personality, she would at most express surprise, but wouldn't be this agitated. The reason she reacted this way was clearly something much more unusual.

As for wardrobes, the answer is obvious.

Clearly, Aoyama Nanami realized that Sakurakoji was deliberately changing the subject, so she directly pointed it out.

Wow, Sakurakoji is incredibly talented! No wonder he's a serious academic genius.

“Okay, I admit it, those are all mine too,” Sakurakoji Saitaka said frankly.

"What?!" Aoyama Nanami was shocked. Although she had guessed it, she did not expect it to actually be like this.

"Young Master, why..."

"Stop, stop!" Sakurakoji Sai quickly raised his hand to stop him, retorting, "On the contrary, I want to say, what's so strange about this? As an aesthetician, what's wrong with me accepting and contemplating all the beautiful things in the world?"

"Moreover, my sister Asuri really liked it, even more than I did!"

"Therefore, this matter is neither strange nor worth making a fuss about! The feeling that there is a problem is just your emotional illusion!"

"Have you seen your sister in person...? Forgive my bluntness, but your sister—the young lady—doesn't seem quite right either." Aoyama Nanami was completely speechless and could only utter such thoughts.

"Don't say that. You just haven't seen it yet. Once you have, you'll change your mind."

"Don't assume I think that way, I absolutely—don't want to see it!"

“I have to criticize you for this, Nanami,” Sakurakoji said earnestly, seeing her resistance. “It’s not good to be so resistant to things you haven’t tried. Only when you truly understand something do you have the right to speak about it.”

"Besides, you do this kind of thing every day, so why are you saying this about me!"

"How can that be the same?" Aoyama Nanami looked at him as if he were an insect.

"It's perfectly normal for women to wear women's clothing, but why do you have hundreds of sets of women's clothing?"

"..." Sakurakoji Caisai fell silent. "That's sexism. Who says women's clothing can only be worn by women?"

"Don't you know that in the art world, it's perfectly normal for men to wear women's clothing and women to wear men's clothing?"

"Don't even mention freedom of dress. At the annual awards ceremony over there, I could easily knock down two or three famous world-class bronze medalists from Nantong with a single brick!"

"...It would be better to just destroy this kind of art world." The light in Aoyama Nanami's eyes disappeared.

It's foreseeable that she won't change her mind because of Sakurakoji's simple explanation.

Sakurakoji's talent was also at a loss; he couldn't do anything about her. He only decided to personally experience the beauty inherent in different things in the world in order to create better works, and dressing as a woman was simply to appreciate delicate beauty—what was wrong with that!

Just as the two were at an impasse, his phone rang.

He glanced at the name and pressed answer.

"Hello, is this Yi Yu?"

"What did you say? Real or fake?"

"I understand. Drive downstairs and wait for me. Get some desserts from the underground cafe. I'll be right down."

Putting down her phone, Sakurakoji cleverly stood up and walked into the inner room.