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

That means he came back voluntarily, while she came back because her mother went abroad and didn't take her with her.

"Sakurakoji, your family must be quite well-off, right?"

“How come you see?”

“Because you haven’t said a word of surprise about this place since you came in.” Touma Kazusa’s gaze was fixed on the unlit television. “Although I don’t care about these things, I do understand the general public’s views on money.”

"By the average person, my family's circumstances should be considered very good, right?"

“…” Sakurakoji Saiko glanced at her. “Should I praise him now?”

"Too late, you idiot," Touma Kazusa muttered under her breath, then paused for a moment.

"...My mother abandoned me two years ago and went to Europe to pursue her career. She is a pianist, and you may have heard of her."

"Your surname is Touma, so your mother is Touma Yoko? The world-famous female pianist?"

"Yes, you knew after all." She nodded and continued:

"Although she gave me a lot of financial autonomy, that's not what I wanted—does this sound sentimental?"

“Others would probably think so,” Sakurakoji Sai affirmed her idea.

“There’s nothing we can do about it, it’s a fact.” She skipped over that part. “To me, Touma Yoko is both a mother and a rival and someone I’m trying to catch up with.”

"But two years ago, she completely rejected my feelings. To her, I should just be a burden without any ability or talent."

"That's why he would rather go to a foreign country alone than take me with him, leaving me here all alone."

"However, that's the truth."

She murmured, her eyes conveying a deeper, more profound emotion as she poured out her heart.

Sakurakoji, surprisingly, didn't offer any words of comfort, but simply listened quietly until she came to her senses.

"And what about you, Sakurakoji? What's your family situation like?" After a long while, seeing that he didn't speak, Touma Kazusa asked with inexplicable displeasure.

"Huh? I should say something too?"

"Of course! You idiot! Are you trying to make me look bad all by myself?!"

"Well, I don't think there's anything embarrassing about it. Everyone's family situation is different." He looked slightly distressed, but seeing that she still insisted, he could only sigh and then explain.

"Actually, there's not much to say. I've lived in New York since I was little because of my parents' professions, and I only came back with my sister two months ago."

"Oh right, they work in the clothing industry. After I came back, I went to work at Fanxing for some reason."

"..."

"..."

"It's over?" Touma Kazusa asked in surprise.

"It's over."

"..." She pinched the furrowed brow with her fingers, her knuckles turning white. "So, you got tired of staying there and chose to run away from your parents, right?"

"Ugh~ It was a huge mistake to think of someone like me! You get out of here right now!"

"Ahhh, wait, wait!" Sakurakoji Sai quickly raised his hand to defend himself, seeing her blushing and full of shame and indignation.

"I can't do anything about it! This isn't something I can decide! It's really unreasonable for you to take your anger out on me like this!"

"Gulp...!" Touma Kazusa's face flushed red as she glared at him fiercely, but she didn't insist on making him leave.

"What... You deceived my feelings, made me play the victim and then laughed at me, who do you think you are..."

Her unwilling expression and the way she muttered to herself were incredibly cute.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong, okay!" he apologized to her. "But, this was also a misunderstanding on your part, so it's not my fault..."

She glared at him, clearly displeased.

"It's your fault for deliberately saying things that could cause misunderstandings!"

"Okay, it's my fault." He admitted it in a flash.

That was his original plan, after all; he never expected her to guess right.

It took her a long time to calm down.

"You actually have a younger sister?"

"Is it that strange?"

"It's not that strange." Her anger flared the moment she saw his face. "Hmph, since she's your sister, she must look just as repulsive as you!"

“Then you’re wrong,” he shook his head. “My sister looks very different from me, and her personality is completely different too.”

"Huh? Real or fake?"

"Really, you'll see when you meet him."

"That's not bad, at least I shouldn't be ridiculed by my classmates anymore." She put her hand on her chin and nodded in agreement.

“She’s different from you and me, but she’s a very popular child, so you don’t need to worry about her.”

"What?! What makes you think I'm unpopular?"

Do you have many friends?

His deep gaze made Touma Kazusa feel uneasy, as if she were back to the time when she first met him.

"...It's more important to have quality friends than quantity. I do have one or two friends, I suppose." She said, blushing and crossing her arms to try and stay composed.

“I just don’t believe it,” Sakurakoji Saiko looked at her with a skeptical gaze. “Let me guess, you’re not referring to me as one or two friends, are you?”

"..."

"..."

"Poor child." Sakurakoji Saiki covered his mouth and turned his head, sighing with pain.

"That's enough!" Touma Kazusa pouted, unable to bear his sarcasm.

"Well, since you consider me a friend, I won't say anything more to you." He chuckled and turned around, taking something out of a package on the table.

"Here, have some of this."

"……What's this?"

"I bought some desserts from the place near my house. They tasted good, and I bought you a lot—but do you still have an appetite?"

"Don't talk nonsense, desserts and main meals don't go in the same stomach!" She snatched the dessert box, opened it, and began to taste it, a look of enjoyment quickly appearing on her face.

Although Sakurakoji Sai thought that statement was nonsense, she really did finish the small box of desserts very quickly.

"..." He looked at her as if she were an alien.

He remembered that his lunchbox was also quite large, and he couldn't even finish it himself.

As a result, not only did she finish everything, but she can even have a dessert after the meal?

"If you have this, you should have taken it out sooner, you idiot." Touma Kazusa put down the small box, her mood noticeably better than before.

"Truly a sweet tooth!" Sakurakoji thought to himself.

"Alright, you can eat the rest later. Now, let me show you around your house." He stood up and invited her to join him.

Fortunately, she didn't issue any rebuttals like "Why should I show you around?" or "Don't look around!" She simply stood up quietly and walked out of the corridor.

Following behind her, he began his formal tour of the building.

To be honest, Touma Kazusa is really not a good guide.

When she arrived at each room, she would only briefly say what kind of room it was and what it was used for, without any further explanation.

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A note from the author: I have two questions to ask today.

1. Some readers want to see Renako and Ouzuka Mayu in "Lovers Can't Be This Cute," but some are worried that since this anime is yuri, the atmosphere on Momo Station might not be good, and some people might start arguments. I don't have much experience with this, so what do you all think? Do you want to see it? Should I write it?

Actually, whether I write it or not is up to me. After all, the book and its original work aren't that popular, so there probably won't be many people criticizing it. Besides, the book explicitly states it's a harem story. If I do write it, it will definitely be inserted into the timeline, intercepting the yuri elements before they even begin.

2. What characters would you like to see next? Leave a comment here, and I'll consider it based on the number of likes and comments.

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 110 Two Special Locations

However, there are two rooms in the entire building that Sakurakoji Saito finds rather special.

"Aren't you going to show me around that room?"

Wearing a light purple top, shorts, and mid-calf socks, Touma Kazusa acted as the guide. At home, she dressed rather casually and comfortably.

She led Sakurakoji Saiki through the rooms with little interest, and the descriptions for each room were no more than thirty words long.

However, she skipped one of the many doors in the corridor, intentionally or unintentionally, and then walked straight ahead.

Sakurakoji thought she had walked past and spoke up to remind her.

“…There’s nothing to see there.” Her facial features looked slightly unnatural.

"Hmm~" He narrowed his eyes, his intuition telling him that he had discovered a blind spot, "So what kind of place is this room?"

"...My room."

"Oh~ I see."

Sakurakoji nodded knowingly—then opened the door with lightning speed.

Hey! I'm talking to you!

She frantically tried to reach out and stop her, but it was too late.

The door was flung open, and the scene inside instantly rushed into his view.

Surprisingly, the room wasn't very big—at least not as big as his, but still larger than the master bedroom of an average family.

Aside from the bed and a row of wooden sliding door wardrobes, there's a desk and a single sofa, nothing particularly eye-catching.

"Hmm~ Surprisingly simple." He walked into the room, looked around for a while, gave his assessment, glanced at the bed, and chuckled:

"Hey~ the bed sheet isn't folded!"

"We use it every day anyway, do we need to fold it?" Touma Kazusa blushed, placed her right hand on her left elbow, and urged him, "Isn't that enough? There's nothing particularly interesting about it."

"At least it's paved—it's not really anything special, but a room can reflect a person's personality, so I'm quite interested in that."

"A twisted sense of humor... Do you really enjoy dissecting other people's minds that much?"

"Who knows? Maybe I just wanted to see other people's troubled and shy expressions. I don't really understand myself either."

“You’re even worse, you despicable bastard,” she muttered under her breath.

As she said, aside from the fact that this is her room, there's really nothing to see here. The interior is cold and simple, only slightly more lively than Shiina Mahiru's place.

Simple yet uncluttered, given her personality, this is perhaps thanks to the housekeeper.

"It's a bit of a shame I didn't see any scattered underwear. I thought your room would at least have some of those erotic items."

"What?! Your comment is sexual harassment! Do you want me to kick you out?!"

Touma Kazusa stared wide-eyed in disbelief, hands on her hips, glaring at him angrily, as if ready to kick him a few times at any moment.

However, she was also secretly relieved, because sometimes she did indeed do that...

"Just kidding, this little dog plushie is quite cute, did you buy it?" He picked up the plushie from the sofa next to him and squeezed it.

"..."

"Wow, there are even stitching marks on it. It looks like someone with a bad temper turned the knife on it."

The high-quality doll, with its soft and bouncy texture, has several obvious stitch marks.

Judging from the sheen of the plush, it wasn't recently purchased, but the surface is very clean and spotless, so the owner must have taken good care of it.

It is a creation that embodies the complex feelings of a young girl, both cherished and abused, hated yet placed prominently in her room.

"It seems you didn't buy it yourself, otherwise you wouldn't hate it so much. And you must have complicated feelings towards the person who gave it, as you repaired it after destroying it and put it here." He muttered to himself, "So it seems this was a gift from your mother."

"Gulp!" She gritted her teeth and was about to step forward to chase him out.

"Alright, that's enough. Let's go to the next place." He jumped on the knife's edge a couple of times, then stopped in time and put the puppet down.