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

Sakurakoji Talent took a moment to observe her performance and couldn't help but marvel; even if he brought in the professional maids from his own household, they might not necessarily perform as well as she did.

This is what talent looks like, Sakurakoji Talent nodded to himself, affirming his judgment.

If Nijika's musical path were to hit a snag in the future, he would be more than happy to support her if she were interested in becoming a professional maid at his home.

As for why Ichiji Hoshika was able to immediately produce a maid outfit that fit Ichiji Nijika's measurements perfectly after she and Yamada Ryo expressed their desire to work part-time here, he decided not to dwell on it.

"Hi, here is the fruit tea and coffee jelly you ordered, please take them."

"This is your coffee and two servings of Tiramisu, that will be 2500 yen."

"Hello, what would you like to..."

"..."

In the gaps between Ichiji Nijika selling tickets, Sakurakoji Talent could only juggle taking orders, processing payments, and skillfully packing items.

Suddenly, at one moment, his movements paused, his eyes fixed intently on the person before him through his mask.

Petite, white hair, cute, heterochromatic eyes... whose Persian cat had gotten lost?

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Author: Everyone knows who it is the moment you mention a cat; this is what reputation is!

Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies : Chapter 16: I Didn't Expect You to Be That Kind of Person!

Although he was surprised by her sudden appearance, after a brief pause, he continued to ask her with a smile:

"Hello, what would you like?"

"Matcha Parfait! Two servings! And for the drink... Earl Grey Tea!"

"Understood, two Matcha Parfaits and one Earl Grey Tea, that will be 2900 yen."

"Ugh!"

Hearing the price, the silver-haired little cat's body trembled, a look of heartache appearing on her face.

Including the ticket price, she had already spent over four thousand yen in such a short time; at this rate, her allowance might not last long.

However, desire ultimately triumphed over reason. After a brief moment of dejection, she took two banknotes and a few coins from her pocket.

"Alright, payment received. Are you alone?"

"Yes."

After Sakurakoji Talent asked, the Heterochromatic Girl nodded.

"Then I'll hold onto the second Matcha Parfait for you. Come back to the counter after you finish the first one, and I'll prepare the next one for you."

"Here is your order, please be careful."

After saying this, he placed a steaming drink and a green dessert adorned with plenty of fruit and cream in front of the girl.

"Mm."

The girl's gaze was fixed intently on the exquisitely crafted product before her: the surface was smooth without a single bubble, the fruit garnish looked natural and even possessed a certain aesthetic beauty, and the matcha color was vibrant without any dullness... based on her experience, it was definitely top-tier!

Satisfied, she took her two treasures and left without looking back.

Watching her retreating figure, Sakurakoji Talent curled his lips into a confident smirk and hummed softly. Once she ate his food, she would be his person.

He was confident that his cooking skills were no weaker than those people who could make clothes explode with their food.

As long as someone was a true foodie, after tasting his cooking, they would basically become a permanently respawning NPC. Although limited by the ingredients, the final products made at Starry were just so-so, but they should be enough.

Not long after, Ichiji Nijika finished selling the tickets and ran over to help.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Mr. Talent! I'm here to help!"

"Great, then would you mind handling the register?"

"Leave it to me!"

With her joining in, the speed of the line picked up, and soon the sale of food items was finished, leaving only the drinks.

"Phew, finally done!"

Ichiji Nijika wiped a tiny bead of sweat from her forehead, her ahoge swaying gently as she let out a long sigh of relief.

Sakurakoji Talent handed her a cup of Earl Grey Tea that had cooled down slightly: "Good work."

"Thank you!"

Ichiji Nijika took it happily and gulped it down. The tea flowed down her smooth throat as she drank deeply, and afterward, she put her hands on her hips and let out a satisfied sound.

"Ha! I'm alive again!"

"Are you an old lady or something?"

Seeing her outdated, exaggerated expression—like someone who had just finished a bath at a public bathhouse and downed a bottle of milk—Sakurakoji Talent couldn't help but tease her.

That meme is too old; nobody uses it anymore.

"By the way, Mr. Talent, you're really amazing. To be able to handle so many customers in such a short time with such ease."

"If you play an instrument, you can't afford to have poor stamina."

Sakurakoji Talent cleaned the kitchen counters and machines while offering an explanation that wasn't really an explanation.

"Ah! I'll help you too!"

Seeing him continue to work busily, Ichiji Nijika hurriedly stepped forward to join the fray.

"Though, you're right; playing instruments requires a lot of stamina, especially the Drum Kit!"

"Every time I finish playing with all my might, my body feels like it's falling apart, and my muscles ache the next day."

"Do you think I should start working out more?"

"That depends on you. If you have higher aspirations, it would naturally be better to do some training." After finishing the basic cleaning, Sakurakoji Talent leaned against the bar to take a short break.

Next, he would just have to do a deep clean once everything was over.

Before long, Yamada Ryo arrived as well.

"Are there no drinks?"

As soon as she arrived, she cast an expectant look at Sakurakoji Talent.

She had just been cleaning and tidying up in the main hall, and now that the performance had started, she had returned to the bar area.

"Make it yourself, just make it yourself."

"Eh, but you just prepared one for Nijika!"

"...Are you actually working seriously or not?"

"Without a doubt."

Yamada Ryo puffed out her chest and smiled confidently, clearly very satisfied with her own efforts.

"I really can't do anything with you."

Sakurakoji Talent showed a look of helplessness on his face and had no choice but to get her a drink as well.

"This is it, the true essence of hard work; it's truly addictive!" Mimicking the same actions and expressions as Nijika, Yamada Ryo felt a wave of satisfaction.

After chatting aimlessly with the two of them for a bit, a small patch of silver-white suddenly appeared in his field of vision. Following the sight, he saw that the little kitten from earlier had returned.

"Finished eating?"

"Mm!"

"Want a second serving now?"

"Mm!"

"How was the taste?"

"Ve--ry good!"

He asked a question, and she answered; the entire process was extremely concise. When asked about the taste, she rarely showed a cheerful expression, opening her Hands exaggeratedly to describe it.

"Thanks for the compliment."

"Wu!"

Seeing a bit of Matcha Parfait residue stuck to the corner of her mouth, Sakurakoji Talent took out a clean white tissue and wiped it off for her.

Suddenly attacked, the skin on the Heterochromatic Girl's Cute face couldn't help but wrinkle, and she closed her eyes involuntarily. Only after he pulled away did she realize what had happened, and a slight flush appeared on her face.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. What do you think of the performance atmosphere here?"

"It's an interesting place, though not as good as my grandmother's."

The girl glanced at the lively performance stage in the back and gave her assessment.

"Does your grandmother also run a Livehouse?"

"Mm! But the original one closed, and now she runs two others."

Speaking of this, her expression became a bit dejected; it seemed there was some hidden story behind it.

Sakurakoji Talent didn't continue to pry, simply pushing the other dessert he had prepared in front of her.

"Here, this is your other serving. Though, it's better not to eat too much in one day; it's easy to get a stomachache."

"Did you make this?"

"Mm, I made it."

"The Matcha Parfait you made is delicious. I'll come again."

After saying that, she slipped away, returning to the area below the viewing stand, leaving only her back behind.

Facing this impulsive and somewhat headstrong little girl, Sakurakoji Talent could only show a helpless expression and shake his head.

He turned his head, intending to continue gossiping with Yamada Ryo and the others, only to see the two of them staring at him with strange expressions.

"...What's wrong?"

"Mr. Talent, I didn't expect you to be that kind of person!"

"We misjudged you!"

The two of them looked utterly heartbroken, clutching their foreheads and chests as if they had suffered a massive blow and refused to accept reality.

"What are you two talking about?" Sakurakoji Talent asked, full of confusion.

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Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies : Chapter 17: Invited by an Idol

"Playing dumb is useless, we saw it all!" Yamada Ryo declared with absolute certainty.

"Mr. Talent, there's no need to be embarrassed. I think there are actually quite a lot of people like that nowadays," Ichiji Nijika said, blushing as she twirled a strand of her hair, acting bashful.

"Even though we don't understand it, we respect your lifestyle."

"So, what exactly did you two see?"

Sakurakoji Talent felt completely speechless. How did they suddenly end up like this just because he turned his head for a moment?

Yamada Ryo stepped forward, placed a hand on his back, and flashed a malicious grin: "Actually, you're a loli-con, aren't you?"

"Huh? Nani?!" Sakurakoji Talent was shocked by her statement.

"If you want us to keep your secret... you know what to do, right?" Yamada Ryo made a gesture indicating money.

"I'm sorry, we didn't mean to see it!" Ichiji Nijika bowed deeply, keeping her head low to apologize.

Sakurakoji Talent slapped his forehead, feeling his vision go dark as he lost all will to live: "How on earth did you two reach that conclusion?"

"Because... Mr. Talent, you were acting very close to that child just now."

"The two of you were also having such a pleasant conversation."