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

Seeing her concern, Caihua shook his head. "It's okay, Yiyu. You know me, right? I'm fine most of the time."

"Okay, please call me immediately if anything happens!"

"I'll be on my way to the Eighty Islands right away!"

“Alright.” Caihua smiled in response, turned and walked towards the mansion gate. “Then I’ll be off.”

"Take care on your journey, young master." Yi Yu's expression still showed some worry.

Stepping out of the gates of Sakura Mansion and leaving the residential area, Caihua wandered aimlessly through the streets in January.

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Thick, dark clouds hung overhead, with only occasional rays of sunlight breaking through them. Winter hadn't completely faded, but the white of winter had vanished, and the empty streets were deserted.

He had no fixed destination; he simply felt like traveling around and seeing how much the scenery he hadn't seen in years had changed.

Although he and his family would come back to visit relatives every year, his parents were very busy with work, and sometimes they would come one day and leave the next, so they obviously didn't have much free time to allow him to wander around.

Even if time allowed, given his condition, he rarely wanted to go out for leisure.

He traveled by subway and tram lines such as the Ginza Line, Marunouchi Line, and Tozai Line from day to night, from Minato Ward to Shibuya, and from Shibuya to Chiyoda, Shinjuku, Toshima...

Sometimes you wander around and end up back where you started, but that can be a novel experience.

He attracted a lot of attention and was approached several times, but he politely declined each time with a smile.

He was even mistaken for a woman a few times. Luckily, he didn't encounter any thugs who tried to forcibly drag him away. Otherwise, if someone found out, there might be another cement tank in Tokyo Bay tomorrow.

"Ah, it's raining."

He stretched out his right hand and caught a few drops of rain. Perhaps it was because night was approaching and the temperature had dropped again, causing the rain clouds hanging in the sky to finally give way.

He didn't bring an umbrella, but he still didn't want to go back. He told Yi, who had texted him to ask if he was okay, that he didn't need to pick him up, and then continued to wander in the rainy night, using the barricades of the surrounding shops as cover.

He walked all day today, which is almost equivalent to his exercise volume over the past month.

There were many record stores, coffee shops, and bookstores around, which made him feel comfortable. The drizzling rain also drove away the originally dense crowd.

According to the map on his phone, he should be located in a place called Shimokitazawa in Setagaya Ward, which seems to be quite famous.

"hehe."

His figure involuntarily jumped up and down with the sound of rain, his brown leather boots splashing wildly in the puddles on the ground. It was at times like these that people's moods sometimes became even more exhilarating.

Humans are amazing, aren't they?

After walking halfway down the street, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

Out of the corner of his eye, a figure caught his eye.

Through a curtain of rain, the person stood under the covered walkway, with short, blue hair and golden eyes that seemed to pierce the darkness.

"Why does this look so familiar?"

Rainy night, blue hair, golden eyes... You are!

"Chu Ziliang?"

"Oops, I misspoke, it was... Yamada Ryo?" Sakurakoji asked, puzzled.

Although the two are somewhat similar in this context, the other person is clearly a woman. She has a musical instrument case on her back and a bright green plant in her hand, which looks like it has just been washed by the rain. She occasionally puts a few bites into her mouth.

Gou Ride is quite hygienic.

Sakurakoji was somewhat taken aback, but quickly came to his senses.

No, what are you doing here? Really?

He thought he had just transmigrated into a second-generation game and become the child of the male and female protagonists. No one had ever told him that there were other characters in this world.

His only pleasure in his tragic past life was watching anime and comics. Although he had never played the game, thanks to a certain video sharing website and the free contributions of the translation group, he was able to watch the general plot on his old, broken phone.

Of course, the H scenes were removed.

In addition, he had never seen any other familiar characters over the years, so he still thought that this world was the same as the game's world view.

Wait, buddy? This is a crossover anime channel?

Sakurakoji's talent was greatly shocked. He felt a sense of abruptness, as if he had been living a good life for more than ten years, but one day he suddenly saw someone transform into Ultraman in front of him.

He took a deep breath to calm his agitated emotions. After a moment's thought, he walked towards the other person.

"Hello, this...you can't eat it."

Yamada Ryo stood under the bus stop, munching on a tender blade of grass she had just picked from the bushes. It was the end of the month, and she had spent all her allowance again to buy a new bass guitar.

With no dinner in sight, she could only find some green plants to fill her stomach.

Fortunately, she already had experience. After several experiments of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs and experiencing diarrhea a few times, she can now easily distinguish which green belts are edible.

Even more fortunately, it rained today, and the rain washed away the dust on the plants, making them smell much better than last time.

The fresh and fragrant taste bursts in her mouth. After she chews it up, the vitality of the mixture of sunshine, soil and rain rushes straight to the top of her head, making her unable to stop!

Rainwater paired with tender buds creates a unique flavor.

"Mmmmm."

Seriously, isn't this kind of behavior super rock and roll? I'm so cool!

Suddenly, she heard someone speak to her, so she turned around and looked at the person.

"Angel?"

Her golden pupils widened as if trying to imprint the scene before her, the powerful impact making her forget to continue chewing her food.

“Even if it’s not right, it’s not far off.”

Sakura Koji's lips curled into a smile as he gently brushed her hair, pleased with her reaction. The smooth touch against his fingertips made him feel great!

Praise me! Keep praising me!

I'm so handsome, and I work so hard to maintain my looks, all for you common folks to praise!

"Ah, sorry." Coming to his senses, Yamada Ryo realized that it wasn't an angel, but a beautiful woman.

Yes, a true angel should be like Nijigasaki, but Nijigasaki is nowhere near as beautiful as her.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

"It's nothing serious, I just saw you eating that." Sakurakoji Saitaka pointed to the remaining leaves in her hand. "Are you alright?"

"It's alright, it's edible, I promise you."

Yamada Ryo glanced at the food in his hand, then held it up in front of him, put his other hand on his hip, stood up straight, and explained confidently with a smile on his face.

"Um, that's not what I meant... I meant to ask, why did you eat this?"

"I've spent all my allowance by the end of the month."

Upon hearing this, Yamada Ryo's imposing manner immediately vanished, and he pitifully squatted on the ground drawing circles.

I know.

Sakurakoji's inner monologue was filled with disbelief, but on the surface he maintained a calm smile and offered a suggestion that Yamada Ryo couldn't refuse.

"Then I'll treat you to dinner. Eating only this isn't good for your stomach."

"real?!"

Yamada Ryo suddenly stood up, grasped his left hand with both of his, and starlight shone in his eyes.

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Volume 1: A Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 4 First Encounter with the Stars

A quarter of an hour later,

In a nearby coffee shop, Sakurakoji elegantly enjoyed the pork cutlet rice bowl in front of him. The dish was golden in color and drizzled with a rich sauce, making it look incredibly appetizing.

By the way, Uncle Yi Yuan seemed to have mentioned before that he would take him and Ya Shili to a pork chop restaurant for a meal when he had some free time.

He seems to particularly like this, which is quite surprising.

Across from him, Yamada Ryosuke devoured the pasta he had just ordered, leaving the plate empty before he could even take a few bites.

Would you like to order anything else?

"Please!"

Sakurakoji thoughtfully inquired, and Yamada Ryo replied without hesitation, smiling slightly and waving to call over a waiter.

"Excuse me."

The young waitress walked over with small, quick steps, blushing as she looked at the two of them.

These two customers are both stunning beauties, especially the one with white hair. Is she some kind of celebrity? No, even celebrities aren't this beautiful, are they? I wonder if we could take a picture together?

After eating and drinking his fill, Yamada Ryo patted his bulging belly and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Come alive."

While humans can survive on grass, they still need to eat. The fragrance of plants is no match for spices.

"Are you full?"

"Yes, I'm full. Thank you for saving me."

Yamada Ryo gave a thumbs-up, beaming with pride and a triumphant expression, expressing his gratitude.

"Saving lives is such an exaggeration... huh?"

Just as he was about to shake his head with a wry smile, he suddenly sensed something was amiss, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Just now, he seemed to feel that the pain that had been tormenting him inside his body had eased slightly.

After carefully checking, Sakurakoji's eyes widened in disbelief. There was no mistake, it had indeed lessened a bit!

Although the sensation was extremely subtle, perhaps only one in ten thousand, he had lived with this strange illness day and night for over a decade, almost constantly getting used to the pain it brought him, never missing even the slightest feeling. This feeling was absolutely infallible.

what's the situation?

For more than a decade, he, along with the Sakurakoji family and the Daizo family, tried countless methods, spent countless amounts of money, and hired countless top doctors, but they could not alleviate the symptoms at all. Today, however, there is a reaction?

No, not today, just now!

He suddenly looked at Yamada Ryo in front of him, his gaze burning.

There's no mistake, the person before me is Chu Ziliang! He's the cause of all this!

"W-What's wrong? Let me tell you beforehand, I don't have any money on me!"

Faced with his strange gaze, Yamada Ryo felt uneasy under his stare. He crossed his arms, his voice trembling slightly, and said timidly.

"No money! No money!"

Sakurakoji was overjoyed. As long as the health problem could be ruled out, he would be willing to treat Yamada Ryo to meals for the rest of his life!

Coming back this time was definitely the right decision!

In just a few days, a clue to a problem that had gone undiscovered for over a decade was found! Although the exact cause of this phenomenon is still unknown, it is certainly related to the other party, and all we need to do is keep a close eye on it.

Considering Yamada Ryo's identity, Sakurakoji Caisuke couldn't help but ponder.

A bassist shouldn't have that much ability. So, is it really related to characters from various anime/manga series?

Is this scientific? Scientific my foot! It's not scientific at all! But... it's very anime-like.

But why is he the only one receiving this treatment? Just because his soul is from out of town? LOL, discrimination against outsiders, huh? It's infuriating!

Frustrated as I may be, the most urgent task right now is to further investigate the cause.

"My name is Sakurakoji Saiki. What's your name?"

"Ah, excuse me, I'm Yamada Ryo, thank you for inviting me to dinner."

Realizing he hadn't yet told his benefactor his name, Yamada Ryo quickly bowed his head in thanks and revealed his own name.

If it weren't for her, I would have been in trouble tonight. There are still many good people in the world. It would be even better if I could lend her a few tens of thousands of yen.

"Ms. Yamada Ryo, right? Are you going straight home later?"

"No, I'm going to a friend's livehouse. My friend and I have formed a band."