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

"I understand. What about the cheese and matcha over there? Is my mixing alright?"

"Too much cheese, too little matcha."

"Eh—this is difficult. What about the drinks?"

"This is quite simple. Just follow the steps and there won't be any problems."

"Mr. Caihua, this machine is a bit hard to turn, is it broken?"

"That's because you have to press the button along with it to make it rotate, like this."

Wow! The best in the world!

"..."

The shop wasn't open yet, but compared to usual, Sakurakoji now had an extra task—teaching Ijichi Nijika how to use the shop's machines and ingredients to make the dishes on the menu.

The reason was naturally because of the leave he had taken a few days earlier. Although Ichiji Hoshika didn't say anything about his sudden leave, he still learned from the other people in the store that some of the audience members were extremely disappointed that night, and it took a lot of effort to calm them down.

After much painful reflection, he realized that in order to deal with the possibility of such a thing happening again in the future, he should prepare a backup plan: train a backup person to replace him in case of emergency.

He had a feeling that he would only take leave more and more frequently after that, especially after school started in April.

I'm sorry, he was wrong this time, but I'm sorry, he'll do it again!

As for why he chose Ijichi Nijika, it was quite simple—besides him, everyone else in the shop, including the shop manager Ijichi Seika and the other employees, was a bunch of good-for-nothings who couldn't be relied on at all.

Teaching them to cook is probably no less difficult than teaching chimpanzees to read.

Only Ichi Nijika, who dotes on her older sister at home, takes care of all the housework, and acts as the team leader outside, connecting everything, is barely worth teaching.

“Mr. Caihua, I can’t seem to get this caramel pattern right. Could you teach me again?” Holding up the food tube containing the caramel, Ijichi Nijika looked at the messy finished product on the table with a distressed expression and asked Sakurakoji Caihua for help.

"Here it comes, let me see." Sakura Koji wiped his hands with a cloth, walked over to her side, glanced at her "work," and couldn't help but laugh.

The lines are crooked and twisted, almost completely shapeless.

While this is acceptable, as it doesn't affect the taste, the appearance of food is also very important. Seeing this kind of appearance, customers' appetites will probably be reduced by half immediately.

“There’s a bit of a trick to this. Let me show you how.” Sakura Koji walked up behind her, covered her soft hands that were gripping the food tube with his hands, and whispered in her ear.

"Eh? Ah, okay." Feeling the close contact between the two, Ichiji Nijika's head exploded, and a blush quickly crept up her pretty face.

The warmth emanating from Sakurakoji's reliable chest and hands behind her made her too hot to think!

"That's it, did you learn it?"

After guiding her through drawing two standard and beautiful pictures, Sakurakoji finally let go of her hands and asked her a question.

"Huh?" Ichiji Nijika looked at him in confusion at first, not knowing what he was talking about.

After belatedly realizing what had happened, her face immediately turned red, and she quickly lowered her head to apologize: "I'm sorry! I was daydreaming just now! Could you teach me a couple more times?"

She cursed herself inwardly, "Idiot, idiot, idiot... Mr. Caihua was just trying his best to teach me! What am I thinking!"

Although she kept reflecting on herself, whenever she occasionally looked at Sakurakoji Saiki, two faint pink blushes would unconsciously rise on her face, and she would quickly look away after realizing it.

"That's possible, but next time you need to pay close attention to the feeling, okay? The most important thing about this step is the feeling."

"Hi!"

Feeling her body pressed against Sakurakoji's again, Ijichi Nijika almost fainted from embarrassment again. Fortunately, she bit her tongue before her mind completely gave way, managing to stay awake.

She couldn't afford to be distracted this time! She made up her mind.

Don't focus on your chest, don't pay attention to certain parts, don't be bothered by the sound of breathing in your ear, don't think about the cheeks touched by the snow-white hair... just feel Mr. Caihua's hands—Mr. Caihua's hands are so comfortable, long and warm, the movements are as gentle as a spring breeze, they feel even more comfortable than cold hands, and her expression gradually relaxes.

"!!!"

"Goo!"

Sakurakoji touched the tip of his nose where he had been hit on the head, put on a mask of pain, staggered back a few steps, and looked at Ijichi Nijika in fear. Why?!

"I'm sorry!!" When Ichiji Nijika, who had subconsciously tried to regain her senses by hitting her head, saw that she had accidentally hurt him, her eyes immediately filled with wavy circles, and she bowed deeply to apologize.

What on earth have I done, you real idiot?!

How can she ever face Mr. Caihua again?!

"What are you all doing, making such a commotion just trying to learn to cook?" Just as Ichiji Nijika was feeling so ashamed that she wanted to commit seppuku, her proud older sister came to smooth things over and interrupted the awkward situation.

"Wow, Caihua, what happened to your nose? Why is it so red? Did you get some ketchup on it?"

Upon first seeing Sakurakoji's talent, Ijichi Seika's eyes were immediately drawn to his cherry-colored nose, and she exclaimed in surprise.

"You'll have to ask your lovely little sister." Sakura Koji forced back the tears welling up in his eyes and gently massaged his nose with his fingers.

Little did he know that simply teaching drawing would earn him such a warm welcome.

"?" Ijichi Hoshika looked at her world's cutest and most sensible younger sister in confusion, not understanding what this had to do with her.

But seeing her face flushed, her movements shy, and her inability to meet anyone's eyes, Ichiji Hoshika narrowed her eyes and let out a long sigh.

Although she didn't know exactly what had happened, based on her many years of understanding of Ichiji Nijika and her current demeanor, she could roughly guess what had happened.

He then looked at Sakurakoji Takayuki with a slightly disdainful and annoyed gaze, crossed his arms, snorted coldly, and said angrily to him, "Serves you right!"

"Why?!"

Sakurakoji looked at her in disbelief, unable to believe that such cold words came from her sexy, warm 37-degree mouth. He was the one who was injured, so why did you say that?

Just because the criminal is one's own sibling, loved one, or close friend, does that mean one should protect them?

Haji, you bastard!?

Ignoring his resentment, Ijichi Hoshika came to Ijichi Nijika's side, told her to wash her hands, and then half-pushed her away from the kitchen.

"Alright, that's enough for today. We'll talk about honing our cooking skills tomorrow. Thanks for your hard work."

"..."

As he watched the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, Sakurakoji remained silent.

Damn it! Just you wait, next time I'll definitely put a lot more cocoa butter substitute in your food!

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Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 57 Two Conversations Between Four Women

After leaving the front desk, Ijichi Seika pulled Ijichi Nijika to an empty room at the back, found a chair and sat down, gesturing for Ijichi Nijika to sit as well.

"What are you doing, sister? Why did you bring me here?" Ichiji Nijika sat down next to her without hesitation, her hands between her legs, looking at her unusually assertive sister with a puzzled expression.

After getting away from Sakurakoji's talent, her dizziness and blushing disappeared, and she is now completely normal.

"..." Faced with her sister like this, Ijichi Hoshika took out a cigarette in frustration, trying to relieve her discomfort, but the next second, the cigarette disappeared from her hand.

She looked resentfully at the culprit, but only received a firm reply: "Not indoors!"

Ichika scratched her hair in frustration, venting her frustration before meeting her eyes: "Then let me ask you, do you like that kid Caihua?"

"!!!"

"What...what are you saying, sister! How could I possibly like..."

Hearing her direct question, Ichiji Nijika was so startled that she waved her hand, her cheeks flushing red again.

"Don't you like it?" Ichiji Seika replied, resting her chin on her hand, her face full of disbelief.

"I didn't say that... By the way, why did you ask me about my feelings for Mr. Talent?!" Ichiji Nijika couldn't help but yell at her while struggling with her thoughts.

"Because just now, you acted that way because of that guy, right?" Ijichi Seika replied with a knowing look.

"What...how did you know?!" Ichiji Nijika stared at her in horror.

"It's obvious at a glance. Do you think I've been your older sister for years?"

"Why can't you even do housework normally?"

Ichika Hoshika was momentarily speechless, then turned her head away coquettishly: "--That has nothing to do with this, right?"

Silence fell over the room. Ijichi Nijika shyly fidgeted with her hands, unsure what to say. And to be honest, even she didn't know what she truly felt for Sakurakoji's talent. She'd never been in love with a man before, so how could she know what that feeling was like?

In the end, the silence was broken by Ijichi Hoshika.

"But it's normal for you to feel this way, because I—I can also understand the charm of that guy Caihua."

"Really? No way! I never said I liked Mr. Talent!"

"So, it's okay if someone else beats you to it and falls for the talented guy first?"

“That kind of thing…” Ijichi Nijika’s high spirits immediately subsided, and she was somewhat troubled.

"You know, right? That guy is actually very outstanding. Putting aside his appearance, his abilities are impeccable. Most women simply couldn't resist him." Seeing her with such an expression for the first time, Ichiji Hoshika's eyes gradually softened, and she gently analyzed the situation for her step by step.

"If that guy didn't have some self-awareness and usually wear a mask, the store would probably be packed with people who come to pursue him every day."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Ichiji Nijika looked at her in surprise.

"Of course. Putting everything else aside, PA's attitude towards talent is completely different from how she treats others. Have you ever seen her talk to other men so uninhibitedly?"

“Speaking of Ms. PA, well—” Thinking of that older sister who was seen as having a dark personality but was beautiful in other people’s eyes, Ichiji Nijika had to admit that she was indeed very convincing.

"And then there's Ryo, who called Cai Hua by his first name on the very first day they met, right? As for Le Nai, she quickly became friends with him too, even though she's such a quiet girl."

“Uh…” Ichiji Nijika was speechless. The evidence around her seemed to be enough.

“So,” Ichiji Hoshika looked at her affectionately, “if you really have something in mind, you should take the initiative and speed things up. I will do my best to support you. Otherwise, if you fall behind and someone else snatches it away, and you end up crying and regretting it, I won’t care about you.”

“…I won’t cry and regret it.” Ijichi Nijika retorted, “I don’t know yet, but I’ll consider it.”

Well, let's leave it at that for now.

Ichika knew that she couldn't resolve the issue in one step, so she stopped there. However, when she thought of Nijika and that man, she couldn't help but sigh.

As the man my sister entrusted her life to, there's really nothing to criticize. But... never mind, as long as Hongxia is happy.

……

Meanwhile, on another battlefield within the city.

"Xiao Shi! Why aren't you replying to my messages? I've sent so many already!"

"Eh~ I don't know about that kind of thing, I probably didn't see it."

"Nonsense! I bet you're deliberately not replying because you haven't even started writing your new book yet!"

"...No, that's not true?"

"Why is it a question?"

"Ugh, this is so troublesome, I'm thinking of hanging up." A lazy, young, and impatient voice was clearly transmitted to the other end of the phone.

"Wait, wait! I have something else to say!" Machida Sonoko quickly interrupted the person on the other end of the phone, who was acting independently.

"Hey, listen to me, this weekend our paperback station is holding its annual spring writers' gathering, you know that, right?"

"Is that the kind of gathering where a bunch of middle-aged men and women sit together to eat, chat idly, and have an incredibly boring time?" Kasumigaoka Utaha's voice rang out, the chill within it growing stronger.

"Ahem, don't say that. It does have some positive aspects, doesn't it?" Machida Sonoko responded with a dry laugh.

"That's true. Just dealing with the single middle-aged men who come to ask for my autograph and photos, and the shameless people who want to use my fame as a popular author to help themselves, has already exhausted all my energy. Ah, but from their perspective, it should be considered somewhat positive, right? Right?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha's speech quickened, and by the end, it had become tinged with a questioning tone.

Machida Sonoko was speechless; it seemed that she had accumulated considerable resentment after the last gathering.

Shinazugawa isn't exactly a major paperback publisher, and the number of popular authors is pitifully small. Plus, she's a beautiful high school girl who generates a lot of buzz, so there's nothing she can do about being targeted like this at a party.

In the past, she wouldn't have actively encouraged her to participate again, but this time...

"Well, listen to me, Shi-chan, I understand your resentment, but this gathering is really different!"

"Hey~ This sounds just like the opening line of a pyramid scheme scam, how suspicious~"

Across the phone, Kasumigaoka Utaha, wearing a pink nightgown, lay sprawled on the bed, casually kicking her smooth, delicate legs as she ate potato chips and flipped through a magazine. Her phone, on speakerphone, was carelessly tossed aside.

She's been in a bad mood lately. Ever since someone refused to read her manuscript, the anger she's been holding in hasn't subsided, and she hasn't spoken a word to that person in the last few months.

“No doubt about it! Absolutely! No doubt about it!” Machida Sonoko quickly explained.

"Since you put it that way, I'll listen to what you have to say. So, what's so special about this gathering?" Kasumigaoka Utaha asked casually, turning a page of the magazine.