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

"Is this Ms. Yashima?" Sensing that something might have happened, Aoyama Nanami regained her composure and asked cautiously.

"Hmm, it seems that the matter I've been keeping in touch with has finally come to a conclusion. I need to go out right away. I'll change my clothes first."

"Furthermore," Sakurakoji Sai turned and glanced at her, a hint of wickedness on his face, "since words can't make you understand, it seems I can only make you accept it with facts. You just wait and see!"

"?" Looking at the closed door, Aoyama Nanami tilted his head in confusion, but then his expression immediately changed to one of surprise. He quickly walked to the door and knocked hard.

"Young Master, you can't do this!!"

Image: "Women's Clothing Form", Location: "Images/1755175895-100446961-113723551.jpg"

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 46 Whose cross-dressing is so hardcore?

Ignoring her knocking, Sakurakoji opened the wardrobe, grabbed a random set of clothes, and quickly changed.

He didn't have time to dawdle; he had other things to do later.

Aoyama Nanami found the door locked from the inside and received no response to his knocking. He paced anxiously back and forth at the door, not knowing what to do.

She didn't know why she was so anxious. Maybe it was because her serious nature made it hard for her to accept this kind of thing, or maybe she didn't know how to greet Sakurakoji Caihua after his "transformation" was complete, or maybe it was because she didn't know whether to call him "young master" or "young lady" later.

Sakurakoji's talent didn't keep her waiting long; in just three minutes, he pushed open the door and came out.

Aoyama Nanami, biting her nails, glanced over subconsciously, and then... and then nothing more.

She was momentarily stunned by the sight before her, which she had never seen before. Unlike the disgust she had imagined, she was now only overwhelmed by the pure beauty!

His delicate and beautiful facial features were softer than usual. Compared to his usual talent, Sakurakoji seemed to have an added layer of maternal radiance. His long, silver-white hair seemed to shine with a holy light from another dimension. The women's clothing he wore fit him perfectly, as if it were tailor-made for him—and that was indeed the case.

"How about it? Not bad, right?" After completing the transformation, Sakurakoji saw her pupils dilate, and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak, showing an expression of no surprise.

He had said before that she would understand once she actually saw it.

Faced with true, supreme beauty, everyone is forced to submit; clothing is merely a tool he uses to explore further possibilities. Aoyama Nanami, lacking artistic and aesthetic training, finds it difficult to accept, but he's been accustomed to it since childhood.

This has absolutely nothing to do with perversion or impure motives; it's simply a pursuit of beauty!

Aoyama Nanami stared blankly at the person in front of her, speechless for a long time. She felt that the other person was so unfamiliar, as if she had only met him for the first time today.

After a long silence, he asked with a puzzled look, "You are...Young Master Caihua?"

"Who else could it be?"

Sakurakoji was speechless. Had this incident really affected the child so much? Why was he still asking about something so obvious? Had he lost his basic judgment?

Hearing his affirmation, Aoyama Nanami was deeply shocked and held her head in her hands, grieving.

really? !

Although she had mentally prepared herself in the preceding minutes, reality still shattered all her preconceived notions when it actually hit.

How can someone be so beautiful?

She was originally quite confident in her appearance, but compared to 'her'—she felt like an ugly duckling from the countryside. Sakurakoji's clever disguise shattered her dignity as a woman, leaving it scattered on the ground.

Even if Sakurakoji was handsome and talented, she knew in her heart that he was of the opposite sex and had no intention of comparing them. But now it's different.

If such a woman really existed in the world, wow... Aoyama Nanami, representing countless women around the world, expresses her despair.

But at the same time, she found it somewhat unbelievable. She seemed to be able to understand a little of what Sakurakoji Sai had said earlier: in front of such works of art that transcended gender, she felt no impure thoughts, only appreciation and admiration for them.

"Moshi moshi, do you know how to use tape?" Sakura Koji waved his hand in front of her.

"It's nothing..." Aoyama Nanami came back to her senses and suddenly realized her blind spot, "But Young Master Caihua, what's wrong with your voice?"

She noticed that the other person's voice seemed different from before; the originally neutral voice seemed more... delicate and soft?

“Since you’ve already changed your clothes, isn’t changing your voice common sense?” Sakurakoji smiled slightly, conveying with his eyes the meaning of 'You understand what I mean?'

"I see." Regardless of whether this was common sense or not, she could only express her understanding.

Reality gave her a large sinus, and now even if you tell her that art is an explosion, she will force herself to understand it.

"There's one more thing..." Aoyama Nanami hesitated for a moment, "I don't know if it's just my imagination, young master, but I feel like you've gotten shorter?"

Compared to when he was almost a head taller than me, he now appears to be closer to my eyes, although he is still a bit taller.

"Heh, you noticed?" Sakurakoji narrowed his eyes, acknowledging her keen observation, and then explained in a serious tone:

"You know, men are generally much taller than women. Since you're already dressing up, it's perfectly reasonable to slightly change your height, right?"

"So... what a joke! That's not how it is at all!" Aoyama Nanami's eyes widened in horror. Seeing his confident demeanor, she almost accepted his words.

"How did you do that?! Can height really be changed?"

"Tsk, still can't fool me?" Sakurakoji clicked his tongue.

"Of course! How could we possibly get away with this so easily?" Aoyama Nanami's expression was so varied that it was hard to tell whether she had seen a god or a ghost.

"To put it simply," Sakurakoji Saito scratched his head and explained helplessly, "Have you ever heard of bone-shrinking techniques?"

"...I think I've heard of it before, it seems to be some kind of ancient Chinese martial arts technique?" Aoyama Nanami answered uncertainly.

“That’s how it is,” Sakurakoji Sai nodded. “When I was a child, I was very curious and wanted to try and learn all sorts of things, so I invited a master who knew this skill to my home to teach me.”

"To put it simply, this is a special technique that uses flexibility to reshape bones and alter body shape."

"After some learning, although I can't drastically shrink my body size to look like a child like the other person, it's not difficult to make myself look shorter by simply changing the joint connections."

"How about it, it's pretty convenient, isn't it?"

???

After hearing his explanation, Aoyama Nanami felt completely bewildered. He didn't feel any clarity or relief, but rather his worldview was shattered.

No, what are you talking about?

Would a normal person learn this kind of thing? And isn't the way it's used incorrect?

For the sake of crossdressing, you even incorporated this almost lost ancient technique? Whose crossdressing is this hardcore?

Aoyama Nanami felt a little dizzy and held onto the wall to keep from falling. She felt like she was losing her common sense as she stayed with Sakurakoji Saito...

Image: "The one I think is the best", Location: "Images/1755262253-100446961-113727680.jpg"

Volume 1: Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 47 Damn it, is this your real purpose?

"Oh, I don't have time to talk to you anymore. I have other important things to do. That's all for now."

After glancing at the time, Sakurakoji quickly set off; any further delay might cause him to miss it.

Fortunately, unlike in anime where a few words can take tens of minutes, although the two of them talked quite a bit, it actually only took less than five minutes in total.

Aoyama Nanami remained leaning against the corner of the wall, ignoring his departure; she needed time to process the shock she had just experienced.

……

After taking the elevator to the first floor and walking through the lobby to the entrance, you'll find that Yashima Ichiro has already parked his car there and is waiting quietly.

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Sakurakoji Saitaka opened the door and got into the car.

“No, that’s not true. I just got the car ready.” The head maid shook her head, not at all surprised by his unusual attire. “Young master, I’ve put what you asked for in the back seat.”

Sakurakoji glanced at another chair, on which sat the desserts she had asked him to prepare.

"Alright, let's set off now. We need to hurry, or we might miss our chance." Sakurakoji Sai nodded and gave the next instruction.

"understood."

Yashima Ichiro slowly started the car, drove onto the main road, and immediately accelerated, speeding away without caring whether it would exceed the speed limit.

Although she didn't know what her young master's intentions were, she believed he wouldn't do anything reckless, so completing the task he set was the only thing she had to do.

The luxury sedan navigated the city's complex traffic network, entered the highway, and thanks to the car's performance and her superb skills, they arrived at their destination in just over twenty minutes.

"Young master, it's just ahead."

"Okay, let's stop here. I'll get out and walk over."

Sakurakoji picked up the gift bag beside her, stepped lightly out of the car, and walked towards the park ahead.

As soon as he reached the park entrance, he saw a figure sitting alone on a swing in the distance. He smiled with relief, realizing he hadn't arrived too late.

He cleared his throat and walked straight into the small park.

On the stone slab next to the entrance, several large characters are clearly written: Fuzhong City, Machang East Park.

The reason why Sakurakoji Saiko rushed over from so far away must be related to his healing points; in other words, there must be a certain character here.

When he started investigating this matter a month ago, he marked the locations of people who might appear near Tokyo and conducted some investigation.

Some of these characters have very little information in the original work, only some fragmented information, such as time and place, making them difficult to investigate—like the one we're talking about today.

Therefore, he could only have people stake out the place beforehand and notify him when they found any clues.

Fuchu City is a city under the jurisdiction of Tokyo Metropolitan Government. It is only 20 kilometers away from Tokyo, which is closer than Chiba is to Tokyo, so it is naturally within his planning area.

As it happened, he knew a character who would appear in this city.

The reason he changed his clothes today was not to let Aoyama Nanami know about his fetish, but to deliberately appear in front of her in this manner—that was his main purpose.

As he got to know more and more people, he felt his danger level was constantly rising, especially after the last Starry Night incident!

After that, he kept thinking about how to reduce the potential danger to himself while advancing the progress—and then he came up with this idea: I will just disguise myself as a woman, so you can't have any other ideas about me, right?

Approaching them under a different identity still grants you the points, but the risk is halved.

He just wanted to rack up some points; he didn't want to get into any real trouble. That way, even if something went wrong, he could just disappear without a trace, and who could do anything about it?

Even if they look similar, their height, gender, surname, and given name are different. Surely no one would think they are the same person?

Moreover, the whole world knows that his only younger sister, Asahi, looks very different from him, even their hair color is different, so his disguised character could not possibly have anything to do with him.

Thinking of this, Sakurakoji couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up for his cleverness. "I'm so smart!"

Looking at the swing not far away, where the little girl had been sitting for more than half an hour, looking dejected, pitiful, and heartbroken, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world, Sakurakoji smiled confidently.

Let me tell you, kids who lack love are the easiest to manipulate. With just a little trickery, he's guaranteed to get a lot of affection points from the other person, and the risk is low—much better than with normal people!

Thankfully, it wasn't raining today. He strode up to her, flashing what he thought was a flawless, kind smile, and spoke with a soft, feigned concern:

"Little sister, what happened? I see you've been sitting here for quite a while."

Shiina Mahiru raised her light brown-gold head and looked warily at the person who had spoken to her with her caramel-colored eyes.

She was taken aback by the other person's appearance at first glance.

His silver-white hair was so pure that there wasn't a single blemish, and his beautiful face was even more perfect than hers. His crimson eyes seemed to see into her heart. In short, how could anyone in the world be so beautiful? Was an angel descended to my side?

She was puzzled, but out of politeness, she replied, "I'm sorry, I'm fine. Did I bother you? I'll leave right away."

"No, no, wait a minute!" Seeing her get up to leave, Sakurakoji Sai quickly raised his hand to stop her.

This isn't what the script said. How come the prey ran away after only the first line?

If he really let her leave, he would be devastated.

"Ahem, I was just a little bothered. You weren't bothering me, so don't worry about it." He coughed lightly, persuading her to come back, and then continued:

"You seem so down, something bad must have happened. Let me guess."

"Judging from your age, you should still be a middle school student. You're so cute, you shouldn't be troubled by not being popular, after all, humans are all attracted to good looks."

"You don't have any obvious injuries, and your clothes aren't torn. You don't look like you were bullied by the school bully who confessed to you."

"At your age, there must be only one thing that would make you rather stay here and worry than go home, right? Arguing with your parents?"

Shiina Mahiru looked at the smiling person in front of her with some surprise. She didn't expect the other party to guess so accurately. However, the previous analysis felt a bit strange.

"This has nothing to do with you, big sister." After her initial surprise, Shiina Mahiru replied coldly, turning her head to the side.

"Such standard lines, but unfortunately I came here today specifically for you. Don't try to deter me with such non-threatening lines," Sakurakoji Takashi thought to himself.

Image: "Shiina Mahiru", Location: "Images/1755262322-100446961-113727683.jpg"

Author: Didn't expect her to appear so soon, did you? Of course, I had originally planned to write about her anyway.

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 48 Desserts are the Perfect Placebo