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

"Tsk," Hiratsuka Shizuka clicked her tongue regretfully, feeling sorry that he wasn't taking the bait: "How is it not worth it?"

"Think about it, a high-quality human male like me appears in front of you, and your first reaction isn't to pursue me passionately, but to recommend me to be your student!" Sakura Koji Sai had a 'you're hopeless' look on his face.

"You can miss the correct answer to such a simple multiple-choice question. No wonder you're still single."

As we all know, teachers and students cannot be together, whether in real life or in a virtual world.

"Ugh!!" Hit her most sensitive spot, Hiratsuka Shizuka collapsed weakly onto the table, her head making intimate contact with the panel with a crisp 'bang'.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sakurakoji massaged her back and acted wantonly on her beautifully curved body—he truly had no evil intentions.

"Waaah~ Anyway, nobody likes me. I'm such a hopeless romantic at this age, never even been in a relationship." She leaned on the table, her eyes brimming with tears. "Someone like me is destined to grow old alone..."

She originally wanted to say that Sakurakoji was too narcissistic, but such words obviously wouldn't have any effect on his thick skin. Besides, putting aside feelings, he was indeed telling the truth.

"I don't know if you'll end up alone, but to say that no one likes you is a huge exaggeration." Taking advantage of her momentary stiffness, he gently stroked and pinched her smooth facial skin a few times. This kind of opportunity only comes at times like this.

The refreshing sensation of abundant collagen traveled from his fingertips, making him nod in satisfaction; it felt quite healthy.

"With your stunning looks and outstanding figure, you could attract enough people to line up all the way from here to Chiba just based on that alone."

"Therefore, the reason you are still single is purely the world's fault."

If it weren't for the world's problems, how could a beautiful, wealthy, lovely, and gentle woman of her caliber possibly not find a partner? Are all the men and women in the world blind?

"You'll like it too?" She looked like an abandoned puppy, her expression conveying a deep sense of guilt.

"Of course I like it—but what I like most is myself."

His heart was pounding, and he almost lost his composure and said something irreversible on the spot.

Although he was indeed lecherous in his past life, he is now much less interested in such matters, having developed an immunity to them from looking in the mirror every day.

Now, he'd rather resolve his own problems as soon as possible than indulge in a life of romance.

Ichi Seika, standing beside her, secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced to the side. She had almost suffered the loss of her dearest friend.

Volume 1: Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 113 Shizuka Hiratsuka Eats Ramen Together

"What? To put it bluntly, I'm just not attractive enough~" Hiratsuka Shizuka complained.

"Ah Jing, you've asked the wrong person. You should ask someone else," Ichiji Hoshika complained. "Using this guy as a sample is far too difficult."

"Goo...!" Hiratsuka Shizuka looked sharply at Sakurakoji Sai, slammed her hand on the table and stood up, pinching his cheeks and pulling them out of shape.

"So what if she's a little better looking? What's there to be so proud of! You!"

“Oh, kerosene de yah!” he mumbled in protest.

"Hmph!" After venting her resentment, Hiratsuka Shizuka released him.

Sakurakoji frowned slightly and gently rubbed his flushed cheeks, feeling as if he had been unjustly attacked.

Women's hearts are so complicated; you never know when they'll explode. It's truly terrifying.

However, he was more concerned about how to establish contact with the Soubu High School afterward; he couldn't let the free points go to waste.

In preparation for future actions, it was time to start planning ahead, so he spoke to Hiratsuka Shizuka:

"Teacher Xiaojing sees where I work every day. I wonder if I'll have the chance to visit your workplace someday?"

"Huh? Why bring this up all of a sudden?" Hiratsuka Shizuka asked, puzzled. "It's just an ordinary high school, what's so interesting about it?"

"I'm just curious, is that not allowed?" He blinked his bright, watery eyes.

"That's possible, but it's in Chiba, you know?"

"I'm not saying I'm going there right away, but if there's a chance later, I'll have to ask you for help."

"Oh, you mean you might go to Chiba later, right?" Hiratsuka Shizuka pondered for a moment and nodded. "I understand. If you have time then, let me host you."

"Then I'll look forward to it, as long as it's not a bunch of students ganging up on me."

"Hehe, if you continue to be this annoying, it's not impossible." Hiratsuka Shizuka pointed at him with her delicate fingers and smiled "kindly".

After he finished massaging her, Ichika Hoshika, for some reason, also asked him to provide this sabis, so he could only helplessly go over and try again.

After the service, the two of them lay there motionless, looking as comfortable as cats that had just been petted.

He was left shaking his aching fingers as he walked to his workstation and began preparing for the day.

Fortunately, he arrived early today, so there's still time for everything.

……

After the usual peak hours ended, Sakurakoji finished cleaning and tidying up the props, and his work for the day was almost done.

If other places are not short of manpower, he can be free.

"Hey, Sakurakoji, are you hungry?" Hiratsuka Shizuka, who was watching the performance and hadn't left yet, asked him while rubbing her stomach with one hand.

"It's alright, I'm used to it. Are you hungry?"

"Of course, I didn't even have dinner."

"Didn't you eat two puddings earlier?"

"Desserts can't be eaten as a meal, and besides, it's been so long, it's long since digested." Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at him like he was an idiot, as if to say, "Why do you even need to ask this?"

"..." Sakurakoji remained silent.

He hasn't yet come up with a good counter-argument for the kind of sophistry that women always like to use.

However, it's not hard to understand why Hiratsuka Shizuka would feel hungry.

There's no need to elaborate now. As everyone knows, Fanxing works the night shift. Considering the opening time and the preparations beforehand, they usually arrive here before evening.

It's an awkward time; there's still some time before dinner, but lunch is already quite far away.

Once they opened for business, they had even less time to eat.

It's better now. With Sakurakoji's talent joining, this restaurant finally has something to fill your stomach. Before, when only drinks were available, the situation was much worse.

So, Ijichi Hoshika and the others usually eat a little something before going to work, and then have a late-night snack after get off work, or order takeout and eat it in between.

However, Shizuka Hiratsuka's job wasn't at night, so she wasn't used to this kind of schedule. After watching a few band performances, she had almost digested the snacks she had eaten earlier.

"So you want to?" he asked tentatively.

"Let's go out to eat together. You've almost finished your work, right?" Hiratsuka Shizuka grinned and suggested.

"Just the two of us?"

"There's nothing I can do. Xingge and the others are busy with things at the shop and can't get away, right? Hongxia and the others have already gone back, so I can only call you."

"Why do I feel like I'm just an extra?"

"Stop nagging, are you going or not?" Hiratsuka Shizuka pouted and rested her delicate chin on the bar. "If I don't eat soon, I might not make it back to Chiba tonight."

"Okay, since there shouldn't be anything else going on, let's make it clear beforehand that you're treating, okay?"

"Hmph, what kind of person do you take me for? I don't need you to pay for this meal."

“OK, then I’ll tell them.” Sakurakoji made a gesture and walked towards the stage.

After greeting Ijichi Hoshika and the others, the two left through the stairwell and walked along the streets near Shimokitazawa, looking for open food stores.

……

After half an hour,

Sakurakoji Sai looked at the generous bowl of tonkotsu ramen in front of him and was somewhat speechless.

"Hey, Ms. Xiaojing, you said you'd treat me to something, is this what you're going to eat?"

"What? Not satisfied?" Hiratsuka Shizuka eagerly picked up a bowl of noodles with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and looked satisfied.

"Not really, but I thought you called me out specifically to treat me to some special food, so I was a little disappointed." He sighed and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

"You little rascal, ramen is an excellent dish! It's delicious, the portion is generous, the broth is flavorful and nutritious. I won't allow you to look down on ramen!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka gave him earnest advice with an extremely serious expression, and she seemed very happy while eating noodles, as if she truly believed it.

"I don't mean to look down on it, and I eat it often. But the portion size... your comment sounds like something an old man would say."

"What?!" Hiratsuka Shizuka choked on the soup and coughed a few times.

After things calmed down, she first glared at him with dissatisfaction, then turned her head away, looking like a child throwing a tantrum.

"I kindly treated you to a meal, and you said that to me? I won't treat you next time!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong! The ramen was the best! Please bring me here again next time!"

Sakurakoji Sai believes that his ability to keenly perceive mistakes and wrongdoings and apologize at lightning speed is a secret to his survival and success in building strong interpersonal relationships.

Although the tone of voice is slightly monotone, it still needs improvement.

"That's more like it." She turned her head back and continued to enjoy the soy sauce ramen in front of her, occasionally offering her opinion.

"When I was young, pork bones were the ultimate treasure, and fat was the most delicious thing. I wouldn't accept anything except a rich broth! But as I grew up, I gradually came to accept the light salt and soy sauce."

"Is this a personal account of my experience?" He blew on the steam rising from the soup on the noodles.

By the way, his tonkotsu ramen was ordered for him by Hiratsuka Shizuka.

Well, that's about it.

"Are you sure it's not because our sense of taste changes as we get older?"

"What did you say?"

He was glared at fiercely, coldly, and with a smile.

"It's nothing..." Sakurakoji glanced away, temporarily avoiding the limelight.

After a brief moment of displeasure, seeing his expression, Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but break into a smile.

"Haha, but maybe that's true... Anyway, what I'm trying to say is that what we can't accept now, we might accept someday."

"Really? But there are very few things I can't stand. Although my preferences for food vary, there's basically nothing I particularly hate."

"Hey, you're like this? That's quite unusual." Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at him with some surprise.

Almost everyone in the world has preferences; in fact, it's more accurate to say that people without preferences are practically nonexistent.

"By the way, is there any reason for this?"

"Well, there are reasons," Sakurakoji Saito said, lost in thought, then explained, "You see, if you can't accept everything, you can't create anything either, can you?"

“My parents work in the design field, so I have seen a lot of different kinds of works, heard countless excellent melodies, and witnessed a great deal of aesthetics since I was a child.”

“All the works are excellent, but sometimes they present angles and styles that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. However, once you break them down, you can appreciate their brilliance.”

"However, if you are not even willing to understand and accept it at the beginning, then there is basically no hope of reaching true understanding."

“Furthermore…” he paused slightly, “If you’ve seen the extreme opposite, then all the positives are just different degrees.”

"The same applies to diet and daily behavior."

"..." Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes widened, feeling somewhat incredulous. "I never expected you to have this side to you. Are you usually like this? It feels like there's quite a difference."

"Since you have a lively and playful side, it's not surprising that you occasionally show this side, is it?" He chuckled twice.

"Hmm...Is that so?" Hiratsuka Shizuya fell into thought. "But accepting everything is impossible for me."

"At least, I hate tomatoes so I can't accept tomato noodles. Ugh, I don't like that soft, squishy texture and that unique, unripe taste."

"Furthermore, for similar reasons, I also dislike cucumbers."

"Well, how should I put it, your current way of speaking sounds a bit like a child's." This was his second assessment of her since she entered the store.

"Ah, this is just a compliment on your youth, please don't take it to heart."

"Which one is it?" Hiratsuka Shizuka chuckled softly. "But like you said, people are probably just like that. Since they have one side, they might occasionally show a similar opposite side as well."

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Volume 1: Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 114 This meal is a little too sweet; maybe I should turn myself in.

“But I can’t help it,” he recalled his past life. “For people who hate the raw and sticky texture of tomatoes, they are not something that can be easily accepted.”