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

Although she was determined not to use her business card, she still thanked them and introduced herself.

“My name is Sakurakoji Saiki. You can just call me Saiki. I’m about the same age as you, so there’s no need to be so formal.”

"Huh? Mr. Caihua is about the same age as me? Are you also a high school student?" Jingqin Rencai looked at him with surprise and disbelief.

"Pretty much, even though I wasn't in class." Sakurakoji Sai nodded.

isn't it?

In her heart, Izayoi screamed, "We're both high school students, so why is the other person so mature and composed? They seem to come from completely different worlds. Is this the norm in big cities? Big cities are terrifying!"

She couldn't help but fall into deep self-doubt until the car radio came on.

"We are about to arrive at Shin-Kawasaki Station. Passengers who wish to disembark, please..."

Seeing that she was still standing there motionless, Sakurakoji couldn't help but remind her, "Moshi moshi, Ms. Nina, you can get off the bus in a bit."

"Huh?" Izana asked, puzzled, "But the broadcast said it was Shin-Kawasaki, and we haven't arrived at Kawasaki yet. Isn't Kawasaki the next stop?"

"No, no, no, the JR Yokosuka Line doesn't even have a station called Kawasaki Station," Sakurakoji Sai shook his head in denial. "If you don't get off here, you'll be going to Yokohama Station next."

"Oh, I see!" Jingqin Rencai suddenly realized. "Thank you! Mr. Caihua, thanks to you, otherwise I would have missed my stop again!"

"Well, let's exit the station together later. Do you need me to go with you to your rented apartment?"

"No need, I can manage! Thank you for your concern!"

"Okay, that works out then. Keep up the good work!"

"Hi!"

After getting off at Shin-Kawasaki Station, Izare Nina returned the power bank to Sakurakoji Saito. After watching her leave, he glanced at his phone; it was dinnertime.

There are still more than three hours until the next designated scene. Looks like I'll just wander around aimlessly to kill time. I wonder how long I'll be wandering around outside. Looking at the weather, it might snow or rain later.

He looked up at the sky. Although it was quiet in Tokyo, it was snowing on one side and there was no movement on the other side yet, but there was a sense of impending doom.

Anyway, now that things have come to this, let's have dinner first.

Speaking of food… Sakurakoji Saiki closed his eyelids slightly, gave a soft hum, and thought of a good idea. It seems that he can find another place before the performance tonight.

……

Half an hour later, using the map on his phone, he arrived at the nearest chain restaurant to Kawasaki Station. The signboard had a striking yellow and green color scheme, and the words "Yoshinoya" were clearly written on it.

Pushing open the glass door and entering the small restaurant, the first thing he glanced at wasn't the tables and chairs inside, but the kitchen at the back, where staff were busily working.

At a glance, he spotted two familiar figures, one tall and one short, both wearing masks.

After confirming the location, he went inside and went to the cashier.

"Welcome! What would you like to eat?"

"A large bowl of beef rice, plus a bottle of soda."

"Understood, I'll make it for you right away. Please find a seat."

Although somewhat surprised by his appearance, the short cashier with black curly hair quickly printed out the menu and gestured for him to sit down.

Sitting at the central table near the kitchen, Sakurakoji Sai occasionally glanced into the kitchen. Both of them were wearing indescribable green uniforms and green hats, silently doing their respective jobs.

Although he wanted to go up and strike up a conversation, he didn't have any particularly good topics to talk about.

Is waiting for the right opportunity the only option?

Not long after, another tall girl with slightly brown skin and short hair brought over the food he had ordered and gently placed it in front of him.

"This is your meal, please enjoy it."

"Thank you."

Sakurakoji's eyes softened, and he returned her a warm smile, which seemed to surprise her.

"No, not at all!" But she quickly realized what she meant and hurriedly bowed slightly as she left.

How interesting. Watching her departing figure, Sakurakoji smiled faintly, but he couldn't quite understand why she was like that. Surely it wasn't because she had never seen a customer smile at you before?

Focusing intently on the drink and rice bowl in front of him, he gracefully picked up the slender black bamboo chopsticks and slowly put the fried rice mixed with beef into his mouth.

Well, it's just so-so, tastes like ordinary fast food.

Image: "A Majestic and Charming Little Girl", Location: "Images/1755867819-100446961-113756490.jpg"

Volume 1: Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 61 So you're the one selling me DVDs?

“Thank you for your business!”

After finishing his meal and paying the bill, patting his slightly full stomach, Sakurakoji Saitaka walked out of the restaurant amidst RUPA's friendly greetings.

I didn't follow the example of the young lady and give the kind and lovely waitress a polite greeting; it just felt like something was missing.

It wasn't even eight o'clock yet, so it was still a bit too early to go see Ms. MMK's performance. Sakurakoji put down his phone and prepared to do a pilgrimage around Kawasaki in the remaining time—that is to say, he only had enough time to run to the Tamagawa River and take a look at his old home in Tokyo across the bridge.

At night, apart from a few scattered streetlights, there was nothing along the Tama River except for the modern long bridge in the distance, which was dotted with twinkling lights.

Behind it lies a bustling metropolis brimming with the dreams of millions, a city that never sleeps, a stark contrast to the darkness on this side.

A river and a bridge divide this land into two distinct halves.

Sakura Koji was somewhat emotional. If he had a different identity in this life, in which city would he be now, what profession would he be engaged in, and what purpose would he be traveling around for?

"Ah, it's about time, we can go now."

The walk ended, and so did his reflections on reality. In any case, thinking about these things now was pointless; he just needed to focus on the present.

With 20 minutes to go before 22 PM, he arrived at the former central east exit plaza of Kawasaki Station. Seeing that the main character had not yet appeared, he found a glass wall to lean against, closed his eyes to rest, and crossed his arms to wait for the story to begin.

He was probably quite tired after walking for most of the day, and he almost fell asleep. In the end, it was the sound of a guitar amplified by a loudspeaker that woke him up.

He opened his rosy eyes, covered his mouth and yawned, then looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The guitarist, with her long chestnut-gray hair, wore a simple black hoodie and black trousers. She didn't look fashionable, nor did she have the typical glamorous look of a girl. However, her good looks combined with her agile movements made her look very dashing. She stood in front of the microphone, tuning her blue electric guitar, which, according to her observation, was probably a Psychederhythm Psychomaster.

Hey, isn't this Ms. Momoka?! Coming out to sell yourself so late at night? Sakurakoji Saiki rested his chin on his hand, smiling gently as he waited for her performance.

After the audition, Momoka Kawara stood in front of the microphone, took a deep breath that was visible to onlookers, and then, after a short string of simple guitar melodies, the singer began to sing.

"やけに白いんだやたら长いんだ~コタエはだいたい

カタチばかりの common sense だろう, refers to the first shock えようとも~”

Her clear and moving vocals, accompanied by straightforward and unwavering guitar playing, seem to break down the dimensional barrier, transporting listeners to another world. Compared to the version sung by the young girl, it possesses a unique charm.

It's still the classic "Empty Box," it sounds great, and Sakurakoji's talent is giving it a thumbs up.

Aside from this song, Sakurakoji had no idea what other songs Momoka had composed. Was she going to sing "The Empty Box" for an hour or two until Kid-nee found her by the sound? He couldn't help but think that.

However, he quickly forgot about this idea, because...

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright, familiar red in the crowd. Upon closer inspection, Sakurakoji was stunned. Standing there was none other than Ms. Iori Nina, whom he had parted ways with just a few hours earlier. At this moment, she was completely absorbed in watching Kawaharaki Momoka's performance, her eyes sparkling with starlight and filled with the adoration of a fan.

Wait, what brings you here?

Logically speaking, shouldn't you have only seen the message at 22:40 PM and then rushed over? You shouldn't have appeared until at least 23 PM.

However, after a moment of confusion, he immediately understood where the problem lay.

Was it my fault after all?!

Because he helped her avoid missing her stop a second time and solved the problem of her phone running out of battery and she having to check it late with a power bank, she should have gotten the keys and put her luggage in the new house by now.

Damn it! His lips twitched slightly as he bit his left thumb nail, a look of dismay on his face.

I was hoping to build up my goodwill with Ms. Momoka before she arrived, but it seems I have no choice but to do it in front of her now. You forced me to do it!

"You're Ms. Momoka Kawaragi, right?"

As the song ended and she began the next one, Sakurakoji's talent aptly interrupted her with a voice message.

"Huh?" Momoka Kawahara turned her head to look at the stranger who had spoken beside her, her face full of confusion. "Yes, that's me. And who are you?"

Her first reaction was that she was a little scared by his appearance. After all, who would wear such dark sunglasses late at night?

"I'm your biggest fan!" Sakurakoji Sai took off the sunglasses he was using as an eye mask and explained excitedly, "That song, 'The Empty Box,' was really beautiful!"

"Thank you." Momoka Kawahara's expression was indifferent; she didn't seem particularly happy that he said he was her fan.

That kind of situation only applies to newcomers to the industry; for an old hand like her, whose career is about to end, it doesn't matter anymore. Although she was surprised by Sakurakoji's appearance after taking off his sunglasses, she wasn't particularly excited.

"I just happened to be in Kawasaki today, and then I happened to see a post on social media that you were going to perform here today. I think it's fate!"

I feel like I've been using this excuse too much lately. On the surface, I don't show it at all, but Sakurakoji is reflecting on it in his heart.

Won't it cause trouble if I keep lying like this, claiming to be a fan of everyone I meet? I shouldn't get struck by lightning, right? It should be fine, after all, there's no rule that says a person can only have one idol, having a few more is normal.

However, rather than worrying about being struck by lightning for this, he felt he should be more careful about the real-life blow he might receive if he were discovered stealing someone's lines.

“I see,” Momoka Kawahara smoothly pulled a diamond from her bag and uttered that classic line, “Then can you buy a CD?”

“Of course.” Sakurakoji smiled and agreed, then took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out all the dozen or so brand-new Yukichi bills at once, and handed them to her. “Please give me a hundred first.”

"???" Kawara Momoka stared blankly at the huge sum of money that had suddenly appeared in her hand, speechless for a moment. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak. Her calm and composed mood was instantly shattered, and then she looked at Sakurakoji Sai with the eyes of someone looking at a monster.

No? Dude? What are you doing?

She just wanted to jokingly tease those fake street fans who weren't willing to pay with CDs, but today she's met a real diamond-level die-hard fan?

"Um, I don't have that many CDs on hand right now..." Momoka Kawara said vaguely, her heart pounding with excitement as she looked at the huge sum of money in her hand.

Why! If she had known this would happen, why didn't she prepare some goods in advance!

"Oh, that's a pity," Sakurakoji Sai said with some regret. "But it's okay, I'll buy as many as you have, and consider the remaining money as a tip for your song. I really loved that song!"

"Huh?" Kawahara Momoka, who thought he would take the money back, was shocked again. No, is he really that generous?

She was caught in a dilemma: whether to accept the money or not. She stood there, unsure of what to do.

Fortunately, at that moment, Izuru Rina, who was standing some distance away, also found an opportunity, ran over in small steps, and joined the battle.

"Um, you must be Ms. Momoka Kawaharaki?"

"?" Momoka Kawahara looked at the second person who came tonight. "Yes, and you are again?"

“I’m your fan, Desu,” Izare Nina said, her movements unusually awkward. “A fan of… Momoka from Diamond Dust!”

"Oh, you too..." Kawara Momoka wondered if she had hit the jackpot tonight, otherwise why would she meet two fans so quickly, when she usually wouldn't see more than a few all night.

Did Heaven know that I would retire after tonight, so it sent them to see me off on my final journey?

"Um... I really love Momoka's songs."

"I came to Tokyo from the countryside today... no, Kawasaki, also because I was inspired by that song."

"That's it."

Momoka Kawara responded somewhat bewilderedly, but she took it as a sign that she didn't believe her.

"It's true! It's true... I've probably listened to it on repeat thousands of times by myself." After explaining earnestly, Jingqin Rencai whispered again.

"After seeing your SNS, I learned that you would be performing here today. I feel it's fate."

"..."

Kawara Momoka looked Sakurakoji Saika and her up and down, her eyes filled with a hint of suspicion. "Why do you two have almost the same lines? Are you two working together to set me up?"

Sakurakoji Saiki put his hands behind his head, looked to the side, and whistled as if he were detached from the situation.

"So? You're here to buy CDs too?" Kawara Momoka asked Iori Jinna.

"Oh, of course!" Jing Qinren hurriedly took out her wallet, ready to pay.

"Wait, wait! I was just kidding! This gentleman has already bought all the CDs here!" Momoka Kawara hurriedly stopped her, holding back her hand as she reached for the money.

"Huh?" Jingqin Rencai then looked at the third person present—the fandom is truly terrifying—and then widened her eyes in disbelief, saying, "You are! Mr. Talent?"

"Yo! We meet again, Nina-san." Sakurakoji Sai waved with a light smile, as if he had just noticed her.

"Mr. Talent! What are you doing here?!"

"Perhaps for the same reason as you?"