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

No one answered her calls. The room was small, and after taking only a few steps, she found two notes on the kitchen counter.

I picked up the first one; it was signed 'Sakurakoji Talent'.

"Hmm? It was written by Mr. Caihua? But what does the last sentence mean?" She pondered, then picked up the second sheet.

"Was this left by Ms. Momoka? What does it say...?"

'Rin, by the time you read this letter, I should already be gone, and the move will have already begun, right?'

'I went to collect my wages from my part-time job, then wandered around the station for a while before heading back.'

'And please accept my guitar.'

She looked at the guitar leaning against the cabinet, wrapped in a black bag, and recalled the conversation from last night, finally understanding what had happened.

"Miss Momoka, you've decided to go back after all..." Her expression was complicated, and an indescribable loneliness welled up in her heart.

Stepping out of the small room and into the hallway, she saw moving company employees carrying cardboard boxes.

"Mr. Caihua, you probably already know, right? What are you doing now? Haven't you tried to persuade Miss Taoxiang?"

The moving company finished moving the cardboard boxes and left in no time. She sat blankly in the room for a while until she remembered that her apartment was also being moved today, and then she got up and left the house.

……

"Excuse me, I'll open the door right away!"

"Oh, thank you for your help with the luggage!"

Carrying her guitar, she jogged to the apartment. It had already started to drizzle. Jingqin Rencai apologized to the movers waiting downstairs.

She opened the doors to the apartment and her room, stepping into the empty space, feeling as lonely as the room itself.

I instinctively put my hand in my pocket, but felt a slippery sensation. I took it out and saw that it was the concert ticket that I had asked Ms. Momoka to sign yesterday.

What was originally empty now has "Go for it!!" written in marker.

She paused for a moment, then squatted down, opened the guitar bag, and took out the somewhat heavy blue electric guitar. On the blank space on it, large characters were written in black marker: "Raise your middle finger!"

Her eyes sparkled as she grabbed her guitar and ran quickly out of the room, leaving behind the sound of pigeons for the staff.

"I'll be right back!"

Braving the rain, without an umbrella or a hat, she kept going back and forth between the places she and Kawara Momoka had been the day before, trying to find her.

The electric guitar's textured surface and strings shimmered in the rain—it'll definitely rust if it's not properly maintained after today.

She searched almost everywhere until the rain clouds overhead completely darkened, but she couldn't find her beloved's figure. She had no choice but to go to the place where he was most likely to appear: Kawasaki Station.

Rain and sweat soaked her red hoodie. The long run had made her legs weak. Finally, just as she was about to start running again after finishing the escalator, she fell on the platform, her guitar falling with her.

Before she could feel the pain, she picked up the guitar and quickly stood up to search the station, but still found nothing.

"sorry!"

Familiar figures and equipment flashed before her eyes. Without much thought, she put her guitar aside and leaned it against the glass wall. She went up to the duo who had chased them yesterday, greeted them, and then grabbed the microphone.

"Wait! You!" The short-haired, non-mainstream woman whose microphone had been snatched away wanted to say something, but her voice was immediately drowned out by the microphone.

"Miss Momoka...Miss Momoka!"

"Is this really a good idea? If we give up, it will all be over!"

"Once you say 'it's over' in your own mouth, it really will be over!"

Her breathless voice came through the loudspeaker. Because of running, she felt dizzy after only saying a few words and lowered her head to breathe heavily.

"Are you alright..." The short-haired woman looked at her worriedly from behind, afraid that she might not be able to catch her breath and would collapse on her field.

Jing Qinren ignored her, and after a brief pause, continued speaking:

"I'm going to say something extremely willful and selfish!"

"I came here because I didn't want to admit defeat, so I hope that Miss Momoka won't admit defeat either!"

"Let's all raise our middle fingers together!!"

Not far away, Momoka Kawaharaki, who heard her shouts, took in her figure. Leaning against the exterior wall of Kawasaki Station, she lowered her head, her expression heavy, her fists clenched, and her heart was once again in turmoil.

……

Further away, Sakura Koji, holding a cheap umbrella in one hand and a slice of imported watermelon he had just bought from a nearby supermarket in the other, could see everything they were doing.

Watching the two performers, one roaring out her feelings and the other constantly wavering between reality and ideals, Sakurakoji remained silent, simply observing the spectacle.

How embarrassing! Doing this in public is just too awful!

Sakurakoji looked at Izana, who was attracting the attention of the entire square, with admiration. He could never do something that required such great courage.

But that's what youth is all about!

This time, he's giving the little girl a 9 out of 10!

Soon, Momoka Kawahara made her decision. She walked over from the side, picked up the electric guitar that Izare Nina had just put down, strummed a few notes to attract her attention, winked her left eye, and smiled invitingly:

"You can sing it, right?"

Jing Qinren's expression shifted from surprise to delight, and then she loudly replied, "Hi!"

Accompanied by the legendary duo behind them, they began their final performance of the night.

"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~”

A familiar voice sang a familiar song, carving out a separate space in this rainy world, and the excellent performance immediately attracted many passersby to stop and watch.

Sakurakoji Sai was enjoying the show, watching the most exciting and emotionally explosive performance of the day so far.

But what he wanted to complain about most was why the two people behind him could join in so naturally?

……

Once everything returned to silence, amidst the harmonious scene of the two women exchanging smiles, Sakurakoji, oblivious to the atmosphere, forcefully intervened.

"Hey there, good evening, you two! The show was great!"

The two looked in the direction of the sound and were startled when their eyes met that familiar tuft of white hair.

"Mr. Talent! Where have you been?! Miss Momoka almost left!" After her initial surprise, Izayoi couldn't help but complain loudly.

"We haven't left yet, Miss Nina has done a great job," Sakurakoji Sai replied with a carefree laugh. "Besides, didn't I tell you two I'd see you tonight?"

“Ah…” Jingqin Rencai remembered the note, “She really did say that…”

"But how did you know we were here?"

"Could it be that you had foreseen this all along?" Momoka Kawahara asked with a stiff expression and suspicion.

"I simply believe in Ms. Nina's persistence and Ms. Momoka's passion for music. As for why I knew she was here, please consider it a fan's intuition." Sakurakoji Sai put on an innocent look. "Look, Ms. Nina also knew Ms. Momoka would be here."

"I've searched everywhere but I still can't find it..."

"Well, it seems things are temporarily resolved." Seeing that it was getting late, Sakurakoji suggested, "Now that things have come to this, shall we go eat? It's on me. I just went to withdraw some more money, so I'm flush again!"

"But before that, you should go change your clothes, you're all soaked."

Izana and Momoka exchanged a glance and realized that, due to prolonged exposure to the rain, their clothes were completely soaked, just like theirs. As equally clueless, drenched fools who hadn't gone home in the rain, they chuckled.

"Well, whatever, let's go." Momoka Kawara gave the order to leave, but she quickly realized that she didn't even have anywhere to go back to.

"Ah, but the house has already been returned, and all the clothes and luggage have been taken to the moving company. Nina, I'll have to trouble you from now on." She patted Nina Izare's shoulder, grinned foolishly, and gave her a thumbs up.

"Hey! Leave it to me!" Jingqin Rencai readily agreed. "Then let's go to my room to change our clothes first. Where's Mr. Caihua?"

"Of course we'll go together. I'll treat you to dinner afterwards, so you can think about what you'd like to eat first."

"Yata! I want to eat barbecue!"

“Being a picky eater isn’t good, Miss Momoka… How about we have hot pot?” Izuru thought it was a good idea, and it could also get rid of the chill.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Caihua, didn't you ever think of holding the umbrella for the two of us? Where is your gentlemanly manners?" Jingqin Rencai's eyes turned into cat eyes as she puffed out her cheeks and complained.

“I’m a champion of gender equality. Besides, what difference does it make whether you two use an umbrella or not, given how you look right now?” Sakurakoji Saiki refused earnestly. “I can’t let myself get soaked just for the sake of useless vanity, can I? I didn’t even bring a change of clothes, and I can’t fit into Nina-san’s clothes…”

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Volume 1: Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies - Chapter 65 Summary of Treatment Progress

"Alright! That's enough!" Izanagi quickly interrupted. "I was just saying, you don't have to take it so seriously that you even brought up wearing my clothes, don't you feel embarrassed?"

"Not at all. Ah, but I can help Miss Momoka with her guitar. It'll probably be ruined if it gets wet in the rain again, won't it?" He pointed to the pitiful blue instrument wrapped around her.

"It really is true." Looking down at the miserable state of her companion who had been with her for so long, Momoka Kawara's gaze gradually died.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!...I shouldn't have carried it around in the rain!"

……

An hour later, the three of them sat in the hot pot restaurant with the highest average customer spending that Kawara Momoka knew, enjoying the comfortable environment of the restaurant.

As the various fresh ingredients were continuously served, tears of excitement streamed from the corners of Jingqin Rencai's and Heyuanmu Momoka's eyes, their gaze shifting from one dish to another...

"Really? You brought us to such a high-class place?" Izana asked shyly, glancing cautiously at Sakurakoji.

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it. Let's just celebrate Ms. Nina's new life and Ms. Momoka's rekindled courage to dream. Let's eat to our hearts' content tonight!"

"That's right, Rencai, you don't need to worry about this guy at all. It's rare to have a rich young master willing to treat us, so why not take advantage of it!" Kawara Momoka carefully scooped the steaming hot, freshly cooked lamb rolls out of the pot and put them in her mouth, her face full of satisfaction, her tone completely unceremonious.

"Thank you then," seeing that Sakurakoji Takayuki's expression showed no sign of reluctance, Iori Nina gradually accepted this.

"Then I'll start eating." After saying that, Jing Qinrencai also started picking up her chopsticks. "So delicious!"

As the vegetables dipped in the sauce were put into her mouth, Jingqinrencai immediately showed a happy expression.

Seeing how happily they were eating, Sakurakoji Sai, as the host, felt honored and began to eat as well.

"Eat quickly, I have something to say after you finish eating."

"What's wrong?" Momoka Kawara looked at him vaguely, her expression puzzled.

"Does this mean we have to split the bill?!" At this thought, Jingqin Rencai trembled like a startled rabbit, filled with unease.

"No, no, what are you thinking?" Sakurakoji quickly denied. "Anyway, it's a good thing. You'll know after you finish eating."

"Oh right, because I have other things to do later, Ms. Momoka is not allowed to order or drink alcohol."

After saying that, he shut up and focused on eating.

The two people sitting opposite each other looked at each other, exchanged glances, but had no clue what to do and could only leave it for the time being.

……

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Sakurakoji called the waiter to pay the bill and then led the two of them to a certain place.

Twenty minutes later, the three got out of the taxi and stood in front of a grand-looking two-story detached building with a courtyard.

"Mr. Caihua, where is this place?" Jingqin Rencai asked curiously.

“This is the house I rented. I might come to Kawasaki often in the future, and I wanted to have a place to stay, so I rented this place. I do this during the day,” Sakurakoji Sai explained.

"Huh?! It's all this big?" Serina was shocked, her gaze shifting between the detached building and Sakurakoji Sai. "This place is not only bigger than the house Momoka-san used to live in, but it's also much newer. How much is the rent here per month...?"

Jing Qinrencai's eyes gradually became lost in the sea of ​​money, which was beyond her comprehension.

"Don't think about it anymore, it's no use. I told you long ago, this guy is just a rich kid." Kawara Momoka interrupted her chaotic state with a chop to the neck, also out of helplessness.

"Well, let's go in and take a look." Sakurakoji Sai said noncommittally, using a key to open the gate and inviting the two in.

"There are quite a few rooms here. Even if ten people stay here, it shouldn't feel crowded. And most importantly, there's a recording studio with excellent soundproofing!" Sakura Koji turned on all the lights in the room and proudly introduced the layout of the new house to them.

That's why he chose this place.

Even if you play inside until the sun goes down, no one outside will notice. Isn't that great? It feels like a secret hideout. I think most boys would like this kind of place, right?

"The furniture and appliances are all ready-made, so you can move in right away. Doesn't that sound appealing?"

"Is it just my imagination, or is it a sales pitch that's being aggressively promoted?" Izayoi placed her hand under her chin, her lips curving downwards, her expression enigmatic.

"Speaking of which, does Mr. Caihua, who lives alone, really need such a big house? Isn't it a bit wasteful?"

"Besides, speaking of recording studios, you don't need one by yourself, do you? Is Mr. Talent a musician by profession?"