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

"..."

Feeling the iron clamps on her waist that showed no sign of loosening, and hearing Shiina Mahiru's incomprehensible words, she could only give up struggling and continue in this position.

Hmph, luckily I'm a seasoned veteran and can fall asleep in any position.

She quickly took the initiative, hugging the luxurious little pillow and smelling the fragrance of the same shampoo she wore, before falling peacefully asleep.

……

the next day,

The two acted as if nothing had happened, washing up together, eating breakfast together, and chatting and laughing together.

There was no cliché of her true identity being discovered after just one night's sleep—in fact, she would never allow that to happen.

She remained vigilant throughout the night, opening her eyes instantly at the slightest movement from Shiina Mahiru, only closing them again to confirm she was still asleep. She checked the equipment multiple times to ensure it was in good working order, and was always the first to wake up in the morning.

What might be difficult for others is nothing to her; it's a piece of cake.

“Young…Miss.” One morning, during a break when Shiina Mahiru was out relieving herself, Yashima Ichi spoke to Ogura Asahi.

"what happened?"

"The school uniforms for that school arrived a couple of days ago," she said with a smile.

"Ah~ um, have you arrived already? That's quite early." She was somewhat surprised by the speed.

"It's getting late. You'll be starting school next Monday, so there are only a few days left." As a long-time resident of the mansion, Yashima Ichiro had a very accurate grasp of this information about his masters.

"I was originally planning to send it to Tianzhi Mansion for you later, but since you're here today, would you like me to take it with me?"

"Is it already this late? Time really flies," she thought to herself, resting her chin on her hand.

Since taking the entrance exam for that high school a while ago, she hadn't paid much attention to it, and before she knew it, it was time.

Considering that it might be inconvenient for Tianzhidi to receive the package, she did write Sakura Mansion as the address.

At the time, I planned to stay at the Heavenly Residence every day, but time flies, and now... I'm afraid I can no longer proceed according to the original plan.

"I told them beforehand that I would prepare a few extra sets, so it should be fine, right?" she asked Yashima to confirm.

"Yes, we ordered at least four sets of each item, including clothing, shoes, and socks. No problem."

"That's good. I'll divide it into two portions later, one here and the other I'll take to the apartment."

"I understand."

noon,

After lunch, under Shiina Mahiru's reluctant gaze, she asked Yashima Ichiyo to take her back to her apartment.

She had originally planned to let Shiina Mahiru stay a few more days until the start of the semester, but when she told her that she would be very busy and might not be able to accompany her, Shiina Mahiru obediently suggested that she wanted to go back to live there herself.

Unable to dissuade her from her decision, they agreed that he would attend her opening ceremony in a few days, and then parted ways at the entrance.

Watching the car drive out of the mansion, she walked back into the building, listening to the cheerful laughter of the maids after the seal was broken. She arrived at her room, changed back into Sakurakoji Takayuki's clothes, and prepared to return to the Heavenly Mansion.

There were still things waiting for him to do over there.

……

"Hey! Mashiro! Didn't I tell you that you don't need to overact with the characters' emotions?"

"Also, your story is progressing too fast; you need to slow it down a bit!"

"Why is it that you're so good at drawing, but so bad at everything else?"

"..."

Upon entering the room, Sakurakoji Sai heard Eriri's rapid-fire complaints.

He looked around and spotted the two artists gathered in a corner of the living room; and Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was intently focused at the computer desk on the other side, her face darkening, her mouth constantly muttering lines and occasionally making eerie sounds like 'hehe, hum, coo, haha, oh ho ho!'

"..." Sakurakoji was relieved despite his silence; it seemed that everyone had worked very hard.

This wasn't his large penthouse on the top floor, but rather a private studio he had prepared for them on the lower level—after all, he also needed privacy.

The room was large enough to fully meet their needs, and it was equipped with several computers and a full range of snacks.

"Young Master, you're back!"

Aoyama Nanami, who was on standby at all times, was the first to spot him and greet him. Her voice also attracted the attention of the others.

"Talented one, when did you arrive?"

"Talent, good afternoon."

"Hey, hello."

"Hello, everyone seems to be working hard." Sakurakoji Sai walked up to Shiina Mashiro and the other person first, and peeked at the computer screen. "What are you doing? I heard Sawamura's scream as soon as I came in."

"Who screamed?!" Eriri raised her hand in protest, then, remembering something, complained to him, "Hey, you already knew about this child's condition, didn't you? You deliberately gave me such a difficult task, didn't you?"

"Is there a problem?" Sakurakoji feigned ignorance.

"And you say there's a problem! The biggest problem is: why would a world-class genius artist like her turn to drawing comics?" Eriri gripped her paintbrush tightly, suppressing her anger as she spoke.

"So you know."

"How could I not know?! I didn't notice at first, but after thinking about it carefully when I got back, Shiina Mashiro, isn't that the genius girl who's always on the magazine covers?!" She pointed at the blonde girl next to her.

Shiina Mashiro paused for a second when she saw her pointing, then stretched out her right hand and made a "V" sign, giving a slightly arrogant "humph".

"I wasn't praising you!" Eriri slumped helplessly onto the table. "What's most strange is that, despite being a genius, you can't even tell a basic story properly."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have been able to imagine that she had such a personality. After listening to the maid talk about her daily life... this child is extremely unbalanced in her studies."

“True geniuses are all unconventional. You have to learn to accept that, Eriri-san.” Sakurakoji patted her shoulder with empathy and a compassionate expression. “There are all sorts of strange things in the world. Abnormality is the greatest normality.”

"Do you have the right to say that?" Eriri glanced at him with a complicated look in her eyes, and slowly propped herself up.

"Well, Mashiro's strength is indeed impeccable. If she joins, she will be an unparalleled talent."

"After all, games aren't like comics; they don't need as many continuous emotional interaction scenes. If you only draw backgrounds and character portraits, she's terrifyingly strong!"

"I really don't know where you got her from."

"Calling us a traitor is too harsh. Our friendship is very deep. Don't underestimate the bond between us!" Sakurakoji retorted, lacking confidence.

He did use some tricks to deceive Shiina Mashiro, but it shouldn't be described as cheating, right?

“But I only want to draw manga,” Shiina Mashiro said, her brows furrowing slightly.

"As you are now, it will be difficult for you to draw good comics. How about you start with this? Once you have a certain aesthetic sense and experience in storytelling, you might be able to create some good works."

“Sawamura-kun is right. Why don’t you stop for a moment and treat this as a learning opportunity?” Sakurakoji touched her soft hair. “In this process, watch and learn more from her, and accumulate energy for your next work—ah, Sawamura-kun, I think you also know that that part of the work is not good.”

"Who, who would show her those things!"

"Accumulating energy... that's a great phrase, it has a very manga-like feel to it." Shiina Mashiro nodded. "I understand, I'll try my best."

"That's right, Pure White Girl."

"Huh?" Shiina Mashiro tilted her head in confusion.

Eriri sighed at her naivety and lack of common sense, glancing at the woman not far away.

These two are like opposites: one is as pure as a blank sheet of paper, and the other is as cunning as a fox.

This tiny room actually managed to gather these two brilliant minds!

However, this is also thanks to the amazing man in front of her; she looked back at Sakurakoji's talent.

"Hmm?" Sakurakoji Saiki didn't understand why she was looking around.

Meeting his strange gaze, Eriri blushed and coughed, "Anyway, I'm fine. The male lead will be drawn according to your template, is that alright?"

"Yes, I also have templates for the female leads. I'll send you their photos later. I'll leave the CG part to you and Mashiro. I trust you two."

He wasn't worried about that part at all; if this lineup had problems, he wouldn't mind jumping off the building himself.

However, it looks like I'll have to find a chance to sneak a picture of those two actresses, or maybe take a group photo?

"Hmph, needless to say, who do you think I am!" Eriri flicked her shiny golden twin tails, puffed out her chest, and raised her head, her tone arrogant.

"Huh? Isn't it Eriri?" Shiina Mashiro looked at her in confusion.

"That was not what I meant……"

Halfway through my explanation, her face fell, as if all her energy had been drained. Knowing it would be difficult to explain the meaning to her, I simply gave up.

Wow~ Sakurakoji is enjoying this scene with an amused expression. Is this the legendary "naturally tsundere"?

I've found something good.

Author: After writing about Ogura Asahi for a few days, the name Sakurakoji Caihua feels a bit unfamiliar now. Why is that? (laughs)

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies: Chapter 134 Let's Continue

"However, Sawamura-kun's outfit is quite different from your previous one." He looked Eriri up and down, commenting meaningfully.

She wore a snow-white shirt on her upper body and dark green trousers with three white side seams on both sides. She wore a pair of slightly heavy black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and her equally dark green coat was taken off and hung on the chair.

In short, it boils down to one word: tacky! Extremely tacky!

Image: "Working Eriri", Location: "Images/1759067167-100446961-113906668.jpg"

Seeing the glasses reminded him that she was nearsighted and usually wore contact lenses.

"W-what's wrong?" She seemed somewhat aware of her outfit, blushing slightly as she explained, "I feel most comfortable and relaxed wearing this to work, or is it not allowed?"

"Of course not, no problem." Sakurakoji Sai quickly shook his head. "It's just that I was a little surprised to see you dressed like this for the first time. Just be comfortable here."

"However... I feel like I've unlocked a hidden side of Sawamura-kun, and it feels like our relationship has gotten closer."

"Wh-what!" Eriri blushed even more upon hearing this strange description, tapping her finger in silence.

Seeing how easy she was to understand, Sakurakoji's mischievous spirit, hidden deep within him, began to ignite.

If they weren't in front of everyone, he really wanted to go up and pin her against the wall right now, to make her make an even funnier face.

"!!!"

From the other side of the room came the loud clicking of computer keys. The group looked over and saw that the dark writer's face was even more gloomy and angry. His deadly eyes were fixed on the computer screen, and he was muttering to himself as before, only this time his voice was so loud that they could hear him.

"A white-haired boy, caught in a love triangle, accepts a confession from a high-class beauty and school idol at the school festival. Despite his efforts to maintain the delicate relationship between the three, he subconsciously tries to forget the reality that things have changed. However, as time passes, darkness and jealousy begin to take root in the heart of another girl with long, straight black hair who plays the piano. Lacking the resolve to steal her best friend's love, one day she calls the white-haired boy alone to her luxurious villa, then goes to the kitchen and secretly picks up the gleaming kitchen knife..."

"..."

"..."

The other four people in the room had different expressions, their skin twitching and shaking. Aoyama Nanami, who reacted the most, had already started to tremble. It was the first time she had ever seen a writer go crazy.

"Why do I feel a little cold? Is the air conditioning set too low?" Sakurakoji Sai looked at Aoyama Nanami.

"Young Master, the weather is very nice today, and the temperature is just right, so we didn't turn on the air conditioning..."

"Really? Then turn it on. Don't worry about saving me electricity."

"I understand." Aoyama Nanami nodded, ran off to find the remote control, and occasionally glanced fearfully at Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"I'll go take a look over there, excuse me." He nodded to Eriri and Shiina Mashiro, then walked towards the writer's seat.

"Oh, oh." Eriri watched his departing figure, squinted at Kasumigaoka Utaha, scratched her head in confusion, and muttered, "What's wrong with that woman now?"

"Yo! Shiyu-senpai! Are you settling in well here?" Sakurakoji Sai leaned closer, propped his arm on the table and rested his chin on it, blinking rapidly as he tried to start a conversation by getting closer to her.

"..." Kasumigaoka Utaha's gaze did not leave the computer, and her hands stopped typing. Instead, she opened a blank document with the mouse.

"?" He looked at the snow-white document page, wondering what she was going to do.

After opening the document, her hands landed on the keyboard again, typing rapidly that almost exceeded the limits of his vision. The keyboard displayed:

[I don't recall ever having a junior colleague who ignored me, their senior, and instead went off to flirt with that blonde, single woman!]

After reading all the characters, Sakurakoji swallowed hard. He hadn't expected the order to be so important.

"...You didn't ignore it, did you? I was just worried about the situation." He was careful with his words to avoid letting the others know the content of their conversation.

Upon receiving his reply, Kasumigaoka Utaha pressed the delete key forcefully, deleting all the previous text, and then typed it again.