So many geniuses in anime! What's wrong with me joining?

This building, as Okura Iyo had mentioned before, was a gift to him – an apartment called Aoyama Ten no Yashiro, costing 55 billion yen.

After receiving notification of its completion a few days ago, he came to visit today to officially complete the ownership transfer procedures.

The building had a total of 66 floors above ground. In addition to a massive swimming pool on the 60th floor, there was also a dedicated sky garden and dome on the rooftop.

It was worth mentioning that the dome could change its lighting and scenery through an electronic module.

The outer layer was a transparent shell that allowed sunlight to pass through. The inner layer was a specially made large electronic display screen that could be split in half and retracted freely from both sides. If needed, it could even be used to play movies here without any issues.

"What you said makes sense, but it's a bit too crude."

Hearing the presenter speak proudly, Sakurakoji Talent couldn't help but feel a bit speechless.

"By the way, my favorite is Miss Yomi. Her appearance, intertwined with purity and desire, is simply irresistible!"

"Are we still continuing this topic?"

"..."

In addition to the above-ground section, the building's underground part was adjacent to a commercial street, offering everything one could need for food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

The underground street connected to a subway station that could take you anywhere within Tokyo. It only took three minutes to get there. At the same time, the subway station was also connected to the nearby Philia Comprehensive Academy, allowing direct access through an underground passage.

"Speaking of which, isn't Ashiri supposed to be attending Philia Academy this year?"

At this point, Sakurakoji Talent suddenly thought of his sister. He had been busy with his own affairs recently and hadn't paid much attention to her.

"Yes, Miss Ashiri and Kuyachiyo will be entering the special class in the culinary department's pastry major."

"Philia's educational resources are abundant, and the special classes are filled with students from prestigious families. I believe Miss Ashiri will grow well there."

"As you know, your parents also graduated from there, and Lord Iyo was once the principal."

Ichiyo explained to him. She was naturally very familiar with the place where their masters had studied.

"Hmm, I'm not worried about that."

Philia Academy boasted an extremely brilliant faculty and alumni history, and it was within the Okura Family's sphere of influence. Ashiri would naturally have no problems.

After thinking for a moment, Sakurakoji Talent looked at her again.

"After I take possession of this place, I'll be moving to the top floor as well."

"It's so close to Philia Academy, making commuting much more convenient. Ask Ashiri if she wants to move here together."

"If she wants to, give her the entire 65th floor."

"Okay! I'll ask her later." Ichiyo nodded with a smile, pleased with their harmonious sibling relationship.

"But not only Miss Ashiri, that young lady also seems to be enrolling in Philia's piano department this year. What do you think?"

"Ah, ah..." Sakurakoji Talent instantly understood who she was referring to. He thought of another relative of his, her face appearing in his mind, and his expression became hesitant. "Well, I'll ask her myself later."

"I understand."

It took an hour to briefly review the specifications of this new building.

Later, under the professional guidance of people sent by Iyo, he completed the ownership change step by step, officially bringing it under his name.

From now on, he, this Kyoto Gentleman, finally had his own independent property!

Sakurakoji Talent crossed his arms and laughed heartily, feeling that life was as easy as turning his hand!

"Hurry up and register. After registering, I still have to go to work; this can't be delayed!"

He urged the people in front of him. Amidst their bewildered yet greatly shocked expressions, he finally completed all the procedures and strode out of the room.

"Young Master, do you need me to take you there?" Ichiyo asked as he walked out of the building.

He checked the time and frowned slightly. It had taken longer than he expected.

"Alright, I don't have much time. I'll trouble you today."

"Yes, please get in the car."

"Okay."

After getting into the car, it drove out of the private parking lot and onto the main road. Ichiyo then remembered she didn't know where they were going and quickly asked:

"Young Master, where is the destination?"

They only knew that Sakurakoji Talent had been going out every day recently, reportedly to gain life experience by working at a shop. However, since he always went and came back alone, they didn't know where he worked specifically.

"Shimokitazawa, a Livehouse called 'STARRY'."

"Livehouse?"

Yashiro Ichiyo couldn't help but have a question mark appear. She knew what that was, but she had never been there. She heard it was supposedly a performance venue for ordinary people.

So, their young master was working in a place related to music?

"You don't even know this? You're falling behind, Ichiyo."

Sakurakoji Talent sighed. In the current era where the all-girl band scene was booming, how could someone not know what a Livehouse was? And she dared to call herself an eternal girl? Poor Ichiyo.

"No, I do know about it... it's been around for decades."

"However, I haven't heard of a place called 'STARRY'. It probably hasn't been open for very long, right?"

"That's certainly true," Sakurakoji Talent agreed. "Anyway, I'm working the evening shift there now, so just dropping me off nearby would be fine."

"Understood."

The car weaved through traffic smoothly and quickly, hugging the speed limit as it sped along. Before long, they arrived in Shimokitazawa.

Following Sakurakoji Talent's instructions, she pulled the car over to the side of the road. As he'd told her, she didn't get out to open the door, and Sakurakoji Talent exited the vehicle.

"Alright then, I'm heading in."

"Okay, take care, Young Master. Good luck with work!"

"Uh, thanks."

Why does that sound a little strange? Is it always like this when someone says that? Sakurakoji Talent walked towards Starlight, which was across the street, a hint of confusion in his mind.

Volume 1: The Butterfly-Attracting Daily Life : Chapter 15: Whose Cat Is It?

"Good morning!"

Entering the dim performance hall, Sakurakoji Talent greeted everyone as he descended the stairs.

"Good morning! Mr. Talent!"

"Yo!"

Ichiji Nijika and Yamada Ryo, carrying their school bags and instruments, also responded enthusiastically as he walked in. Ichiji Nijika cheerfully wiggled her ahoge, while Yamada Ryo gave a cool hand gesture.

"Miss Nijika and Miss Ryo are here too? You're here quite early today."

"Yeah! We came straight after school today!"

"I see. Speaking of which, have you found any band members yet?"

"Not yet..."

As the topic came up, their expressions visibly drooped.

By this point in the school year, anyone serious about forming a band had already done so. Even if they managed to recruit some people, they were mostly individuals who just wanted to play around casually.

This was contrary to Ichiji Nijika and Yamada Ryo's intentions; they couldn't stand having teammates who were so flippant.

From their expressions, Sakurakoji Talent could roughly understand the difficulties they were facing. Realizing he had brought up the topic himself, he could only offer words of comfort.

"It's okay, it's the end of the school year, so I understand."

"The next academic year isn't far off. I believe once school starts, you'll definitely find suitable teammates."

Hearing his analysis, the two exchanged a glance and felt it made sense. They couldn't count on anyone in their current year, so it seemed they'd have to set their sights on the underclassmen. If they still couldn't find suitable candidates by then, they wouldn't hesitate to recruit from other schools!

Yamada Ryo and Ichiji Nijika both received the seriousness in each other's eyes and nodded heavily. Then, Yamada Ryo looked at Sakurakoji Talent.

"Understood. Since it's come to this, I'll have a cappuccino first. For dessert, I want caramel pudding."

"Understood what!"

"Ah, Mr. Talent, I'll have a fruit tea too, and tiramisu for dessert!"

"Eh-- You'd better pay up properly later, okay?"

Shaking his head in resignation, Sakurakoji Talent walked behind the counter and began taking stock of the ingredients that Ichiji Hoshika had already received that afternoon, starting his preparations for the day.

"We can't help it, Mr. Talent's cooking is just too good! Even if it empties my allowance, I just can't resist!"

Ichiji Nijika opened her wallet and, looking at the nearly empty contents, felt a little teary-eyed. But the thought of the mouth-watering delicacies, full of color, aroma, and taste, made her unable to hold back.

"Nijika!" Yamada Ryo tugged at her sleeve.

"Not lending it. I'm almost out of money too," Ichiji Nijika said without looking up.

"How can you say that! Aren't we best friends forever?"

Yamada Ryo fell to her knees as if struck by a million blows, clutching Ichiji Nijika's leg and looking at her in disbelief.

"Looking at me like that won't make me lend it to you. No, rather, my allowance for this month is already gone because I've been ordering every day."

"What should we do? I didn't bring my wallet today either," Yamada Ryo said with a worried expression. She had just ordered, and it was too lame to have no money to pay.

"Are you saying I have to play bass on an empty stomach today? No! That's too cruel!"

"No, even if you brought your wallet, you might not have had money anyway," Ichiji Nijika's eyes turned cat-like as she delivered a precise retort. Then she looked at Yamada Ryo and offered her suggestion.

"It looks like we'll have to tell my sister and ask if we can work here. It might be a bit tough, but we can't really play properly with just the two of us until the band members are gathered, right?"

"...If we buy products here as employees, there should be a discount, right?"

That was the focus of her attention.

"Okay, okay, I'll talk to my sister."

"Then today's..."

"I know, I know, I'll treat you."

"Nijika! I love you!"

Yamada Ryo excitedly hugged her dear friend's soft body, rubbing her chest with a starry-eyed face. Hmm, it's a little hard.

"Don't come near me!" Ichiji Nijika pushed Yamada Ryo's head away with a look of disgust, trying to keep her distance.

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, Sakurakoji Talent smiled and continued with the preparations in full swing.

Because the preparations for various things were very time-consuming, even with his skilled and efficient movements, it still took a considerable amount of time.

Recently, many customers came specifically for the food and drinks. Because of this, STARRY's opening hours were directly postponed by an hour, with ticket sales starting at 6 PM. A new rule was also implemented: only customers who bought tickets could continue to purchase food, and each person was limited to two servings.

Although this initially caused some dissatisfaction, it did not lead to any major commotion. After all, it was already difficult enough to satisfy the portion sizes for the audience.

STARRY was, in the end, a Livehouse, and everything had to be based on the audience.

Some people, because of this rule, decided to try buying tickets and attending the show. They ended up falling head over heels in love with live performances and eventually became loyal fans of a certain band.

These complex and varied reactions left Sakurakoji Talent a bit dumbfounded. He could only say that human potential was limitless.

In the blink of an eye, it was six o'clock. At his signal, Ichiji Nijika, with a serious expression, opened the door to the underground space and then bolted, quickly escaping from there.

As if responding to her expectations, the surging crowd queuing outside instantly flooded in, and the lobby immediately became noisy.

Without wasting time elsewhere, the crowd headed directly towards the bar.

However, they weren't there to order food. They were there to buy tickets. Food could be ordered anytime, but there were only so many tickets, and once they were sold out, they were truly gone.

Miss Ichiji Nijika, already dressed in a maid outfit, full of energy, and looking like an angel, stood at the ticket counter, skillfully and enthusiastically attending to each guest.

"Welcome! How many tickets would you like today? One? I understand!"

"Good evening! Are you here with your girlfriend tonight? Here are your two tickets, please take care of them!"

"Welcome, is this your first time here, sir? Let me introduce you to the specific process!"

"Oh! What a cute little one! We hope you have a pleasant evening!"

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Image: "Maid Nijika", Location: "Images/1753897315-100446961-113661965.jpg"