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

Upon hearing the keyword, Sakurakoji was secretly delighted, but remained outwardly calm.

"Livehouse?"

"Don't you know? It's a place that provides venues for bands to hold concerts and then collects a percentage of the ticket revenue to make a profit."

Yamada Ryo didn't notice anything amiss and began to explain to him, then revealed a resigned and sarcastic expression.

"Well, if the official performance doesn't reach the basic amount, the band will have to pay for the tickets themselves."

"Hmph~ That sounds quite interesting."

"interested?"

"Kind of."

"Then I'll take you there, as a return gift for the meal."

"Is that alright?" Sakurakoji Sai was quite surprised.

"Leave it to me." Yamada Ryo patted his small chest, looking confident.

Hooked.

Sakurakoji was secretly pleased, a triumphant smile appearing on his face.

"Then I'll trouble you. Let's go there now."

The two stood up, and Sakurakoji took out his wallet, pulled out a brand new Yukichi to pay the bill, and then followed Yamada Ryo half a step behind to their destination.

The rain outside lessened, and since the two walked along the sheltered eaves, they didn't get too wet.

Their destination was also Shimokitazawa, not far from here. Before long, the two arrived at the livehouse called "STARRY".

"'STARRY'? Stars?"

"Is this the name of that livehouse?"

Standing in front of a staircase leading underground, looking at the English words written in neon lights on the wall below, Sakurakoji asked the person next to her.

“Yes, that’s right,” Yamada Ryo confirmed.

"This location is quite unique."

"Placing it underground won't disturb the nearby residents, and the store manager lives up here, which is very convenient."

"makes sense."

"One is enough."

The two descended the steps and entered this dark and mysterious place.

……

"So, you brought the person here?"

Inside the shop, a mature woman with blonde hair, red eyes, a triangular tuft of hair sticking up on her forehead, and wearing a black shirt sat behind the bar, resting her expressionless face on her hand, and spoke to Yamada Ryo.

“That’s right!” Yamada Ryo puffed out his chest and raised his head, not feeling anything was wrong at all.

“I’m telling you, this is a legitimate shop, isn’t it a bit much for you to use it to do someone a favor? His ticket money will be deducted from your future wages.”

"How could this be?"

Yamada Ryo was devastated, staring in shock and disbelief at Iji Tomoka, never expecting such cold words to come from her mouth.

"Tickets are 1500 yen, drinks are 500 yen, totaling 2000 yen."

"Enough for my food expenses for a day..."

Yamada Ryo collapsed to the ground, muttering to himself, deeply shocked.

"Um, I asked her to bring me here, so I'll pay for the tickets."

Faced with Yamada Ryo lying on the ground, Sakurakoji stepped forward to help him out. He couldn't possibly be so shameless as to ask someone to pay for his meal.

Upon hearing the voice, Ichiji Seika turned her gaze over and sized up the newcomer.

"Ugh!" Ijichi Hoshika's pupils contracted, and she involuntarily covered her eyes, peering through her fingers.

He hurriedly walked out from behind the bar, pulled Yamada Ryo aside who was still drawing circles, and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, what's going on? Where did you find such a beauty?"

"She contacted me first, couldn't bear to see me eating grass, so she treated me to a meal, although I've already returned it and there are still leftovers."

Yamada Ryo corrected, turning his delicate face to one side with a look of utter despair.

"You went to eat grass again..." Ichiji Hoshika grabbed her collar, covering her face in disbelief.

Image: "Mature Store Manager", Location: "Images/1753552339-100446961-113645090.jpg"

Volume 1: A Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 5 Gender Dispute

"The New Year just passed, you must have just received your lucky money, right? You've already spent it all?"

"It's because I received a lot of lucky money that I couldn't resist when they were selling me musical instruments, and I accidentally bought too many, hehe."

Yamada Ryo tried to get away with a cute expression.

“You…” Ijichi Hoshika rubbed her forehead, speechless at her sister’s friend. Oh well, she was used to it.

"that……"

Sakurakoji interrupted, reminding them that if they weren't stopped soon, the two of them would have been talking on and on for who knows how long.

Although the Starry Night show is located in such an inconspicuous corner, business is surprisingly good. As the show is about to start, a lot of people have already gathered around it.

Quite a few people were already looking at him, especially those staring intently at him. One woman with long, straight black hair near the bar was giving him a particularly unsettling look. Although he was used to being watched, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

And for some reason, the proportion of men looking at him was even higher than that of women.

Does this mean that this street is full of people like us?

When he searched for Kitazawa online, he seemed to see some baffling things like "Beast Senpai" and "114514".

"Ah, sorry, my name is Ijichi Hoshika, and I'm the manager of this shop."

"I was just joking with Liang. We'll let the ticket money go this time."

Ijichi Seika released the steel hand binding Yamada Ryo and turned to Sakurakoji Sai to explain the situation.

"Huh? So my salary is safe?"

"Shut up for now."

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

Yamada Ryo's surprise didn't last long before Ichiji Hoshika's Undying Grip took control of his head again.

"I see... Thank you for your help."

"My name is Sakurakoji Saiki, nice to meet you."

Sakurakoji thanked him, but Ijichi Seika waved dismissively before returning to the bar to sell tickets and serve drinks to the arriving audience.

"Here you go." After finishing with the waiting guests, Ijichi Hoshika handed him a glass of orange juice.

"Thank you." He carefully took it, took a sip, and was feeling a bit thirsty.

Well, how should I put it.

The taste was so-so, very so-so.

It seems this restaurant is going for the performance aspect rather than relying on food to retain customers.

Silently waiting for the performance to begin, while sucking on the yellow liquid in the cheap, transparent plastic cup, Sakurakoji Saito thought to himself.

"Oh, Ryo, you're here!"

A vibrant voice rang out from the backstage area, seemingly brightening the otherwise dark space slightly.

Sakurakoji looked in the direction of the sound, unconsciously squinting as he was blinded by the dazzling light.

It's light! Someone is emitting light!

A girl with blonde hair and red eyes, who looked six or seven parts like Ijichi Hoshika, walked out from backstage. Her smile was as warm as a little sun, instantly illuminating the space.

"Yo, I'm here." Yamada Ryo made a cool greeting gesture and greeted the other person.

The girl smiled, her gaze shifting slightly to Sakurakoji Saiki sitting next to Yamada Ryo. She was briefly stunned by his good looks, then blushed slightly and quickly asked:

"Who is this?"

"This is Sakurakoji Saikai-san, a friend I just met!"

"Hello, I am Sakurakoji Saiki."

Yamada Ryo, acting as if they were old friends, extended his hand to introduce himself, and Sakurakoji Saito waved back and greeted him with a smile.

Ijichi Nijika quickly bowed and said, "Ah, I am Ijichi Nijika. I am a friend of Ryo's from the same school. Please take care of me."

"Me too, please take care of me."

"Speaking of which, Miss Sakurakoji is so beautiful." Ichiji Nijika exclaimed in amazement as she looked at Sakurakoji's exquisite and jade-like face. She had never seen such a beautiful person in real life before, as if she had stepped out of a painting.

“Yes, your talent and looks are no less than mine.” Yamada Ryo nodded firmly in agreement.

"Thank you for the compliment... However, I am a man." Sakurakoji Sai's facial muscles twitched as he awkwardly but politely corrected her mistake.

"Eh?"

"Eh?!"

"Eh!!!"

"is that a lie!!!"

Yamada Ryo, Ijichi Nijika, and Ijichi Seika all turned to look at him, their expressions surprised, and they each made strange noises.

The lady with long, straight black hair next to the bar just now let out a sharp, explosive sound, which made Ichiji Nijika unable to help but look over. It was the first time she had ever seen Ms. PA make such a loud noise.

"W-what did you just say?"

It was Ichika Hoshika who calmed down first, and asked in a low voice, the "Good Boy" brand boxed juice in her hand trembling slightly.

"I said I'm a man?" Sakurakoji Sai tilted his head in confusion. Was his own statement really that hard to understand?

"Liar..." X4

The group stared at his flawless, fair, and exceptionally beautiful face, muttering to themselves, feeling as if their worldviews were about to collapse.

Such a handsome face, how could it be on a man?

God! It's one thing to be inferior to women, but are we even inferior to men? A cry of despair escaped their lips, and they involuntarily covered their faces with their hands.

Sakurakoji Sai was also deeply hurt. He wasn't wearing women's clothing today, so how could he be mistaken for a woman? Did he no longer have any male characteristics?

"Does even Ms. Yamada think I'm a woman?"

Yamada Ryo lowered her hands, even she felt a mix of complex frustration and helplessness at this moment: "Hmm."

"..."

Sakurakoji, disregarding her image, lay sprawled on the table, propping her chin up with her arm, her brows furrowed, wondering if her image strategy had gone wrong.

"No wonder you're so tall; I thought you were a professional model."

"But hasn't anyone ever told you, Mr. Talent, that you are as beautiful as a woman?"

Ichi Nijika spoke up at the right moment, trying to break the awkward atmosphere.

"I rarely go out and don't have many friends, but today I was approached by a few guys on the street."

"This is it!" X4

Several people chimed in, complaining, "Of course people will misunderstand you if you walk down the street like that."

"No, quite a few girls still ask me for my contact information."

"Besides, I'm not wearing women's clothing today, and I'm not using a falsetto, so I don't think it's that easy to mistake me for someone else."

Sakurakoji's gaze shifted to the side, attempting a final attempt to salvage the situation.