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

"Leave it to me, but I need some tools."

"Okay, then you can buy whatever you want, and I'll reimburse you afterwards."

After finalizing the general details with Ijichi Seika, Sakurakoji put on the half-mask he had casually bought at a roadside shop, covered the upper half of his face, and quietly waited for the customer.

"What is that?" Seeing his expression, Ichiji Hoshika asked in confusion.

"I just bought this mask on the street, isn't it pretty?"

"It's alright, why are you wearing a mask?"

"I'm afraid that people will only focus on my face and ignore the meaning of the music."

"..."

If someone else had said that, Ichiji Hoshika would have already lashed out, but considering his appearance, it has to be said that his concerns are quite reasonable.

Tsk, what an annoying guy. She turned her head to the side, a strange anger rising in her heart.

Sakurakoji smiled. It was just a joke, of course. He had other concerns, but there was no need to say them for the time being.

Although the venue at Starry Night is not large and the drinks are not great, the lighting and sound equipment are quite good, creating a great atmosphere. As a result, the business here has always been pretty good.

It was just past five o'clock when some audience members came to buy tickets and wait.

The venue can probably accommodate two to three hundred people. If it's full, the revenue for one night is quite considerable. If some moderately famous bands want to book the entire venue for a night, they'll have to pay at least two or three hundred thousand yen in venue fees. So, it seems that Iji Tomoka is actually quite wealthy?

However, it's hard to say exactly how much they can earn, since the cost of purchasing and maintaining the venue and sound and lighting equipment is quite high, and they also have to pay the salaries of PAs and lighting technicians. In some special circumstances, they might even go bankrupt.

A little while later, Yamada Ryo and Ijichi Nijika opened the door and came in.

"Ah, Mr. Talent, you've arrived!"

"Huh, what's with this outfit?"

Although Sakurakoji was wearing a mask, the two recognized him at a glance, as his straight white hair was simply too striking. Seeing the mask on his face, they were also puzzled.

He used the same argument, which earned him Yamada Ryo's disdain and Ijichi Nijika's approval.

After exchanging greetings, the two went directly to the recording studio at the back for today's training.

The rest of the process went smoothly: selling tickets, getting drinks, selling tickets, getting drinks... occasionally helping with tidying up and cleaning, it was all very easy.

After the evening performance, I would help clean up and move the musical instruments and equipment, and that would be the end of my day's work.

For the next few days, he continued this routine.

During the day, I strolled the streets, looking for kindred spirits. In the evenings and nights, I worked at Fanxing to deepen my relationships with several people. Before I knew it, it was early February.

……

"Phew, the weather is getting warmer. Should I wear less clothing tomorrow?"

Stopping in front of a convenience store, Sakurakoji Saito exclaimed in surprise.

It was sunny and warm today, and it was quite hot walking around for a while.

Needless to say, the Starry Night is not only heated, but also has a noisy and bustling environment with at least a hundred people every night, which is enough to make your blood boil.

As you step into the store, soothing music calms the slightly anxious hearts of those who enter.

He randomly picked a latte from the shelf, walked to the cashier, took out his leather wallet, and with his slender, pale fingers, ran over a few bank cards and bills before handing over a coin. He paused when he saw the person who took it.

"A latte costs 350 yen, but I'll charge you 500 yen, and give you a 150 yen cashback. Please keep it safe."

The cashier politely handed him his change, her eyes darting away and her face slightly flushed.

He took the change and put it in his wallet. Sakurakoji then opened the bottle, took a sip, quietly observed the young cashier in front of him, and gently exhaled.

Then, without saying anything, he silently left.

“Welcome next time.”

The girl with the chestnut brown ponytail felt her face getting hot and wondered if she was hallucinating from not being fully awake. This guest was so beautiful that it seemed unreal, and she even felt a little inferior standing in front of her. But she still gave the farewell lines that she had said countless times.

……

Hard work pays off.

Walking on the cobblestone street, Sakurakoji threw the empty bottle into the trash can, put his hands in his pockets, and sighed to himself.

Even if it's like finding a needle in a haystack, there's still a chance of finding it.

This area is located at the border of Sumida Ward and Taito Ward, so it seems like I'll be coming here quite often in the future.

A good relationship doesn't need to be built on excessive ambition; a slow and steady approach is the best strategy. He remembered where he was and left with small, quick steps.

Humming a song by a recently popular all-female band, he walked towards the station, preparing to head to Shimokitazawa.

"Come into the world, the sound of the crossing is a wonderful and meaningful thing."

Today's leisurely stroll is complete, with some pleasant discoveries, and I'm in a great mood!

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Volume 1: A Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 10 The Conditions for a Healing Physique

"Young master, these are the names and descriptions of all the high schools in Tokyo."

On this day, Yashima Ichiyo placed a thick stack of documents in front of Sakurakoji Saiki and respectfully explained.

"The information of all schools registered with the Ministry of Education, Culture, Sports, Science and Technology, including vocational schools and regular schools, is here."

"Among them, we highly recommend 12 schools that focus on college entrance exams, 5 schools that focus on arts education, and 3 vocational colleges that have achieved outstanding results in their respective fields."

"Thank you, Yi Yu." Sakurakoji's gaze fell on the documents, and after a quick glance, he took out the table of contents.

His nimble fingers flipped through the white paper, his expression unusually serious as he intently read each name. Most were names he had never heard of before, but he was very patient, reading them one by one. After reading through hundreds of school names, he smiled, a truly happy smile.

Sure enough, fate was on his side. After some searching, he actually found a few familiar names.

Totsuki Culinary School, Tsukimori Girls' Academy, Toyonosaki Academy, Shuka High School, Seishun Academy...

He didn't even need to look at the information for these schools to know their specific situations. He didn't need to look at the information for other schools either, since they were not within his consideration.

"So, which one should I choose?" Sakurakoji Sai asked, resting his chin on his hand as he pondered the question.

Having so many options made him happy, at least it meant that the chances of his recovery had greatly increased. But going to school wasn't like treating someone to a meal; it couldn't be done casually. He had to find a school that offered excellent value for money.

After thinking for a while, he made a decision.

"This one will do." He pulled out the school's information, pointed to the name on the cover, and looked at Yi Yu.

Yi Yu remained calm. Whichever school their young master chose, it was a good thing for them. The Madam and Master were simply following his wishes. As long as their young master was willing to go out and could grow up healthy and live a fulfilling life, they were content.

But when she saw the name that Sakurakoji Saiki was referring to, she was still stunned.

"Young Master, are you really going to choose this?!"

"Well, can't you?"

"What do you think?"

"Then we'll have to ask Uncle Yi Yuan for help. Uncle's power is meant to be used now."

"I think he'll be surprised too, but... he probably won't object."

"Haha."

Imagining the shocked expression on Da Zangyi's usually aloof and indifferent handsome face, he couldn't help but laugh.

"By the way, Yi Yu, could you please prepare some desserts for me later? I want to give them as gifts to the people who have taken care of me these past few days."

"Yes! I will cook myself! I promise I won't bring shame to the Sakurakoji family!"

"Yes, I trust you."

He stood up, walked to the French windows, and gazed at the empty courtyard outside.

The yellowing grass is starting to show some green, and the cherry trees that had lost their leaves are beginning to sprout new buds. After February comes March, and after March comes April, which is the start of the school season. The time is not far away.

If this happened in his previous life, and someone told him that he would look forward to going to school one day, he would have thought the person was crazy and would have given them a few slaps on the head.

Which idiot would think going to school is something to be happy about? Especially high school. Even after entering the workforce, he never wanted to go back to high school and go through it all again. He'd already experienced enough of the dual pressures from school and family once.

Of course, this is also because he did fairly well on the exam.

……

In the afternoon, instead of going out to raid Tokyo, he locked himself in his room, scrolling through X and U, and reading news online.

He couldn't pin his hopes on just one or two sources, and he couldn't overlook other sources of information either; the more clues, the better. In fact, the internet was his most important source of information, something he couldn't delegate to others; he had to verify it himself.

In his spare time, even when Fanxing wasn't busy, he would open his phone and go into internet addiction mode. This made Hongxia and the others complain, saying they didn't expect him to be an internet addict and that they had mistaken him for someone else.

After these days of intensive internet use, he did indeed gain some extra benefits.

"A fallen genius: The once-celebrated child star is now content with an ordinary life."

"Yukinoshita Realty in Chiba City plans to redevelop abandoned residential buildings in Hanamigawa Ward."

"The Rise of Underground Idols: The Road to Fame for Emerging Idol Group B Komachi".

Shocking: The band Diamond Star is suspected of having internal conflicts and is on the verge of splitting up.

"An analysis of the gold medal winners of wind instrument competitions over the years."

"..."

It must be said that he has gained a lot during this period. If he integrates the information he has collected, he believes he will be able to solve his chronic illness.

Unfortunately, he was alone and simply couldn't be in two places at once, especially since many of them weren't in Tokyo and it would be difficult to contact them all in a short time. Besides, even simple contact wouldn't solve his problem.

Through his interactions with the people of Fanxing over this period of time, he roughly understood what the requirements were for achieving his goal.

That is: to increase the connection and affection between myself and the characters in the crossover anime.

The first time he invited Yamada Ryo to dinner, he received the latter's gratitude, and that's when his body began to change for the first time.

The effect didn't occur during his initial meeting and conversation with Yamada Ryo, but rather after their meal, which speaks volumes.

Later, through his interactions with Ichiji Nijika and others, the effects were not one-off, but rather he received feedback indirectly as his working time there increased.

So far, the pain he has been experiencing has been reduced by about one-thousandth!

In other words, simply finding the person is not enough; you also need to build a bond with them, cultivate feelings, and get to know them deeply in order to achieve the best results.

"Pah! What a garbage setting! Isn't this forcing me to be a scumbag?"

"If I really get killed by a machete one day, will you take responsibility?"

Sakurakoji, full of talent, slammed her phone onto the soft blanket, her face filled with righteous indignation, and pointed into the void, cursing loudly.

He always adhered to the principle of "passing through a hundred flowers without a single petal clinging to him," and never thought about establishing any good relationships with other people. He was quite aware of his own charm.

Or rather, he had long seen through the coldness and indifference of this world: This is a world made up of people who are obsessed with appearances!

If you're good-looking, no matter how terrible your personality or how outrageous your behavior, there will always be a bunch of people making excuses for you. And with his looks, even if he just stands there doing nothing, he's bound to have a bunch of obsessive fans swooning over him, sometimes even developing into outrageous stalker fan relationships…

Not to mention that he's taking the initiative to build friendly and loving relationships with others—aren't you trying to kill him?

Moreover, given the current extremely slow progress, just how many people does he need to build "friendly" relationships with before he can completely escape this damn fate?

He could almost picture himself, many years later, surrounded by a swarm of beautiful women, each with a sinister expression, wielding props like machetes, electric batons, whips, and floral water, demanding to know his true stance. Just thinking about it made his back feel damp.

Sakurakoji finally opened his tightly closed eyes, pulling himself out of the nightmare and exhaling the stale air he had been holding in for so long. Although he felt speechless and angry about these conditions, he didn't have a better solution at the moment, unless he was willing to live with this even more wretched constitution for the rest of his life.

"Since things have come to this, let's go to work first."

Glancing at the clock in the room, Sakurakoji reluctantly put aside this thorny issue. Thinking too much about it was useless; he couldn't change anything anyway.

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 11 True Love at First Sight

Carrying a large bag of carefully packaged snacks, Sakura Koji hurriedly left the Sakura Mansion, his pace unconsciously quickening—he was in a bit of a rush.

Although Fanxing is relatively lenient with time and being a little late is fine, as a modern young man with a slight sense of moral fastidiousness, he still tries his best not to be late within the limits of what he can do.

After getting off the tram, I squeezed through the crowd and skillfully navigated the familiar streets, hurrying to another boarding point for my transfer.