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

"What's the big deal? There are plenty of people who work part-time, why would it have to be me?" He still wanted to resist.

"But this male protagonist has very, very rare long hair in Gal works."

"Is there a rule that male leads can't have long hair? That's prejudice! Great works should break with old customs!"

The four people stared at him intently, their expressions and eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions that made him feel immense pressure. After a while, he gave up, lowered his head, and sighed.

"Okay, okay, I admit it was based on me, is that not allowed?"

Seeing that he finally surrendered, the group returned to normal.

“Of course it’s not impossible. It’s perfectly normal to create a script based on yourself.” Kasumigaoka Utaha put away her judgmental attitude and smiled affirmatively before sitting down at the computer and moving the mouse.

"But as a commercial work, I didn't see any of the usual popular elements, which was a bit of a surprise."

"for example?"

"For example, a beautiful senior with long, straight black hair who excels academically, a beautiful senior colleague in the workplace, a busty mature woman in black stockings, a cunning and lewd girl who loves to tell dirty jokes, and so on," Kasumigaoka Utaha gave him examples.

"Also, although it's not exactly something we'd like to do, blonde, flat-chested, tsundere twin tails are a common element."

"Except for the last one, they're all you, right?!" Eriri bared her sharp little fangs, slamming her hand on the table and glaring at her.

"And who are you calling arrogant because they have small breasts! You big-breasted, flabby woman!"

"Oh dear, did I say that person was you? Can you please not take it personally, Sawamura-kun?" Kasumigaoka Utaha lightly covered her mouth, her tone relaxed.

The two stared at each other, sparks flying between them. Eventually, it was unclear who started it, but their two pairs of black-stockinged legs under the table began to collide and fight, causing the table to shake quite a bit!

This complex interpersonal relationship left Aoyama Nanami, who was standing nearby, completely stunned, and even Shiina Mashiro stared blankly at the two of them.

Ignoring the comedic duo's banter, Sakurakoji's talent is pondering the script.

The reason he chose himself as the model was certainly not because he was narcissistic enough—although he was a little narcissistic.

But the more important reason is that he can't possibly write about the original male protagonist who might be studying in Fengcheng now, can he?

To avoid any connection with reality, he has changed all the place names and personal names.

The female lead's character has already been decided. When they see the script, they will immediately realize that it is about them. If I just randomly assign them a random male lead, then the idea of ​​inviting them to join the team will definitely be a waste of time.

Since that's the case, we can only make the protagonist somewhat similar to ourselves, and then say that it's based on the prototype chosen for artistic creation, and not to worry too much about it.

Although this may also create new problems...

"Well, putting that aside, everything else is fine."

"Finally, the battle with Eriri is over," Kasumigaoka Utaha said, slightly out of breath.

"Then it's settled. I'll start preparing for the music as well," Sakurakoji concluded the meeting, deliberately ignoring their indecent state.

"Hmm? Are you going to prepare the music, Talent-kun?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Um, but in the script, you shouldn't know anything about music."

"So, this is just an artistic creation. The male protagonist in it isn't me, Shiyu-senpai." He sighed, raising his head.

"I see... Then you're a bit too omnipotent, aren't you?"

"So, what exactly is it that you can't do?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri looked at him with very complicated expressions. First it was novels and illustrations, then scripts, and now you're even going to take on the music?

Moreover, with such an outstanding family background, this person's stats are just too comprehensive, aren't they?

Are they even letting other people live?

They began to wonder if they were not needed, and if Sakurakoji could create the game on his own.

"In short, to facilitate our collaborative work, I will prepare a studio in this apartment building. You are welcome to come anytime if you wish."

"Unlimited snacks and drinks will be available. You are welcome to stay here permanently."

"Unlimited snacks?!" Eriri exclaimed, her pupils gleaming with a fierce desire for food.

"It was really nice." Kasumigaoka Utaha also missed the delicious food from earlier, glancing sideways at the beautiful cherry blossom scenery around her.

With such high-class scenery, office space, and gifts, plus such generous compensation, it's impossible not to work hard now.

"Yes, of course. Just tell Nanami if you want anything to eat or drink." Sakurakoji Saitaka chuckled and nodded.

This was naturally his way of attracting the two of them to come over often. Without some bait, how could he motivate them to travel such a long distance from home?

Especially Eriri, in order for her to properly teach Shiina Mashiro, she has to seduce her.

……

The morning tea party meeting lasted until noon, and after having Kasumigaoka Utaha and Kasumigaoka Utaha have lunch, he finally let them go back.

He had some rare free time in the afternoon, so he took a nap to replenish the energy that Shiina Mashiro had drained him from the previous night. He didn't get up until it was almost time for work.

After quickly washing his face, he prepared to change his clothes and take a car to Fanxing.

"what happened?"

Just as he was about to go to the dressing room to change, he saw Aoyama Nanami standing blankly to one side, looking dejected.

"Huh? N-nothing!" Realizing that she was being questioned, Aoyama Nanami quickly shook her head and forced herself to stay alert.

"Hmm~" Sakurakoji narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing that something was wrong.

She clearly had something on her mind; unless he was blind, how could he not notice?

But since she's unwilling to talk about it, I'll just have to analyze and think about it myself.

Thinking back, her condition was the same as usual until morning, so the problem must have occurred between morning and noon.

Looking back now, it seems that she changed a bit after she found out he had chosen her for voice acting, but at that time it was probably still quite positive, at most with some nervousness and trepidation.

He truly quieted down after that, which means... he took in her slightly lowered eyes, yet still forcing a smile, and seemed lost in thought.

"Do you feel a little inferior?"

"Huh?" Aoyama Nanami was taken aback. "Young Master, what are you talking about?"

She momentarily forgot to use honorifics, which further confirmed Sakurakoji's talent.

“Isn’t that right?” he said, stating the reasoning he had just been considering.

"Isn't it because of Utaha-senpai and Eriri that you became like this?"

"Is it because you feel useless because they are about the same age as you, but they have already achieved great success in their respective fields?"

"That's not how it is!" Aoyama Nanami instinctively retorted, but quickly lost her momentum, averting her gaze and biting her lower lip. After struggling for a minute:

"No, as you said, perhaps that's the case."

"Ms. Kasumigaoka and Ms. Sawamura are both outstanding individuals. They are in the same field as the young master, share common interests, have achieved remarkable success in their respective careers, and are also exceptionally beautiful."

"Compared to them, I really have no redeeming qualities whatsoever. Even this precious voice acting job was a favor that the young master gave me out of consideration for my existence."

“I’m really useless. Do people like me even deserve to stay by the young master’s side? ... That’s what I was just thinking about.”

With her secret exposed, she stopped pretending and simply spoke her mind. However, as she finished speaking, her voice gradually faded away.

Seeing her head bowed, avoiding eye contact, and nervously clutching the front of her maid outfit, Sakurakoji Caicai stood silently for a few seconds before walking up behind her.

Then, he held her in his arms.

"Young...Young Master?!"

Feeling the warm, hard touch behind him, Aoyama Nanami's body instantly stiffened, crimson blood gushing from her neck as she screamed.

Image: "Shy Nanami", Location: "Images/1758459596-100446961-113877848.jpg"

Author's Note: This is my first time receiving a friend request online, so I'd like to recommend it here: "The Band Girl Is Still Following Me".

Volume 1: Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 122 Ambushing Nanami and Gathering Information

"You don't need to think so much, Nanami," he whispered comfortingly in her ear.

"You are you, and they are them. There are so many people in the world, it's normal to have differences. Just follow the path you want to walk."

"You don't need to worry about whether you're qualified to stay by my side, because that's something I'll decide."

"The day I decided to make you my maid, you already had that right, so there's no need to hesitate now."

"I'll say it again, you are excellent, and you are a beauty who is no less than them. You don't need to feel inferior to others, understand?"

Aoyama Nanami's mind went blank. It took her a great deal of effort to absorb all his words before she murmured in a trembling voice:

"I-I know!"

She wanted to say that she understood and could let go, but deep down she was reluctant to give up this warmth, so she could only stand there blankly, her eyes gradually turning into circles.

"That's good. Keep up the good work in the future!"

Resting his head on her hair, inhaling her delicate fragrance, and holding her soft, warm body for another five minutes, Sakura Koji suddenly realized that he might be late if he didn't leave soon, so he prepared to let her go.

The moment he let go, he noticed her adorable earlobe, now a deep crimson, and, as if possessed, he put it in his mouth and couldn't help but bite it.

"ah!"

Suddenly attacked, Aoyama Nanami cried out softly, feeling as if an electric current had surged through her body, leaving her numb and unable to lean against him.

"..." Supporting her weak and powerless body, Sakura Koji Sai realized that he seemed to have caused trouble.

To prevent the situation from escalating further, he quickly picked her up and gently placed her on the sofa in the living room, then slipped away.

"Ahem, I'm off to work now, bye~ Take good care of the family!"

He strode to the fitting room, quickly changed his clothes, and then jogged towards the elevator.

Aoyama Nanami, reclining on the sofa, watched his departing figure with a shy and radiant expression, her eyes glistening with tears.

His words, "You are a beauty too," kept replaying in my mind, and I wished I could bury my head in the floor.

What did the talented young master mean at the end? Could it be...?

She buried her head in the soft cushions of the sofa, unable to bear thinking about it any longer.

……

At this moment, Sakurakoji Sai, who had just stepped out of the elevator, was also deep in thought. He frowned and rested his chin on his hand.

What was wrong with me just now? I couldn't control myself and did something that crossed the line.

Could it be because I got a little too intimate with Shiina Mashiro last night? Or has spending too much time with the opposite sex lately caused me to awaken in some way?

Or perhaps it's because the physical ailments have been removed, which has made me more mentally active?

In short, compared to before, I seem to have changed in terms of self-control and desires...

Something is wrong, nine out of ten is wrong!

Although Aoyama Nanami might not do anything to him because of this, it's still a bad omen—if things continue like this, he might really fall into a hellish hell!

"Tsk..." He covered his face with one hand, feeling that he needed to cultivate his character for a while.

……

In the evening, at roughly the same time as usual, he arrived at Fanxing again.

Good morning, Mr. Talent!

The first person to see him today was Ichiki Nijika.

"Hey, good morning, Hongxia." He forced a smile and waved to her. "Didn't you go out with Liang and the others today?"

The rare spring break is naturally a time for students to relax and enjoy themselves.

These days, although they would occasionally come to train, it wasn't very frequent because they hadn't gathered all their teammates.

Even for training, they wouldn't arrive here this early; it's usually later.

Spring break has been over for more than a week. Every day they either go out shopping, stay at home like lazy dogs, or hold team gatherings to deepen their friendship.

In some ways, they are much happier than Sakurakoji Takuya... at least, he hasn't enjoyed a vacation in a long time.