Chapter 252

In short, even works made by top-tier seamstresses are still considered top-tier by other bloggers of the same type online. His own creations are even more impressive, a clear game-changer.

It's just that this category is too niche; otherwise, the fan growth rate could be even faster.

Actually, saying there are two isn't entirely accurate, because there's another closely related profession: photographer.

Since ancient times, the relationship between photographers and cosplayers has been very likely to develop...

Photographers' lenses and cameras eventually end up on secondhand platforms, where they're sold for money to buy new ones... Well, that's roughly the relationship.

Even if he wanted to work as a photographer, there weren't any suitable candidates at the time. Ashiri Aoyama Nanami n't started working there yet, and he was too embarrassed to bother Ajure and the others, so he continued to use mannequins for the shoot.

Fortunately, after some time, the other party finally became interested in his work and started paying attention to him.

He also took the opportunity to like and comment on her posts a few times, and sure enough, she contacted him via private message soon afterward.

Over time, the two became acquainted and became online friends.

Ugh... This is exhausting. It takes so much effort for him to naturally get close to a young high school girl. If it weren't for his health, he wouldn't...

The good news is that he no longer has to search for people so painstakingly. Now, if he wants to see someone, he can easily find a reason or excuse to do so.

Their presence is now so strong that he wonders if he was an idiot for not realizing this before.

Later, he thought about it and realized that he had once suspected that this world might be a combination of Omni-Anime. When he was about one year old, able to move and walk and sucking on a pacifier, he would run to the computer with the smell of milk and search for related names.

The reason they haven't been found is likely because... at that time, they were still infants or toddlers, just like him, and might not even have been born yet.

Even the most talented child stars and idols couldn't become famous and a household name so early.

After that, he didn't care much about these things anymore. Later, shortly after Ashiri was born, his family moved to the America.

Tsk! Babies just don't get the hang of it!

If only you had searched for just a little more information, you could have avoided so much suffering!

He blamed the problem on his brain, which was not fully developed at the time.

Kitagawa Marin looked around, searching for her target.

In the spacious lobby, apart from the reception desk, there were only a few people in the booths here.

After hesitating for a moment, she took small steps toward this side, searching for her online friends. According to her imagination, the person who could make such exquisite clothing must be a remarkable professional with many years of experience!

However, according to his own account, he seems to be very young, perhaps a young man in his twenties!

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath and, ignoring the atmosphere around her, called out slightly louder, "Are you here? Mr. 'Sakura's Garden Prince & Hime'!"

"Puff!!!"

Sakurakoji Talent, who was watching her closely and was about to raise his hand to signal, choked on his breath!

"Cough cough cough!!!"

He pressed his chest to himself, a surge of shame rushing to his mind.

He never expected that she would actually call out his online name so directly!

No way, how can you have no common sense at all!

It's common sense that you shouldn't call someone by their nickname when meeting up in person! And to shout it out loud? Are you trying to make me die here?!

Damn it! He should have changed that awful nickname sooner!

His vigorous movements caught Kitagawa Marin's attention, but after seeing his impressively youthful appearance, she frowned in disappointment.

So young, it can't be, right?

Seriously, that person is so good-looking, it's Hayato! Is they cosplaying some new character?

Those flawless, gorgeous white hair strands—could they be a wig? Where did they get them custom-made?! They must have been incredibly expensive!

Just as she was captivated by the other person's near-perfect cosplay, to her astonishment, the other person slowly raised their hand.

Raise your hand... Why?

The system crashed for three seconds before she realized, "No way?!"

Sure enough, the other person's fair face, slightly flushed, turned shyly towards her.

"Ms. Misaki, this way."

Hearing the other person call out her online name, Kitagawa Marin finally believed that the other person was her online boyfriend. Her face stiffened, and she walked awkwardly toward his seat.

Kitagawa Marin only came to her senses after her brain, in a daze, guided her body to sit down.

No way... this is the "Prince and Princess of Sakura's Garden"? But wait, he's so young and handsome!

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Marin. I'm Sakurakoji Talent. Call me whatever you like, just don't use that screen name."

Sakurakoji Talent said with her eyes closed and her earlobes slightly red.

"Oh oh!"

Kitagawa Marin was a little nervous, her eyes darting around unconsciously. This was her first time meeting an online friend in person, and the person she was meeting for the first time was someone of such high caliber...

"I am Kitagawa Marin! Nice to meet you, Sakura no... Sakurakoji-kun!"

"Kitagawa-classmate, right? It's okay to relax, because I'm probably around your age, a high school student too."

He was trying to comfort the obviously uneasy child.

Speaking of Sakurakoji-kun, the last time someone called me that was probably Kogisora Yukina —but now they don't call me that anymore, they call me Talent-kun.

"Huh? Is that so!"

Kitagawa Marin suddenly looked up and met his gaze, her expression one of disbelief.

She knew the other person should be young, but she never expected them to be this young!

Judging from his appearance and demeanor, she thought he was around 20 years old.

Speaking of which, the super popular blogger who created such exquisite and beautiful clothes, "Sakura's Garden no Prince & Hime-sama," has actually passed away?! Was she a high school student?!

"Well..."

"Good?"

"What an amazing tool! - Er: Ling Shi Jiu Qi San Shan!!!"

Kitagawa Marin suddenly looked up, her crimson eyes shining as she stared at him, an unnatural blush rising on her face.

"Sakurakoji-kun is amazing! He can actually create so many gorgeous and exquisite Cosplay Costume!"

"Oh oh,"

Sakurakoji Talent was slightly taken aback, thinking it was something serious. "It's nothing. My family is in this line of work, so I've been learning it since I was little."

"Is that so?!"

Kitagawa Marin covered her mouth in amazement, her eyes widening, then suddenly became excited. "But she really is amazing!"

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment."

He said it was no big deal, but he was secretly pleased, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Soso, I'm just that amazing! You can praise me any more!

"Ah,"

She suddenly remembered something, paused, and then awkwardly scratched the back of her head. "Although it seems a bit late to say this now, I'm sorry, I seem to be late!"

"It's alright. After all, Kitagawa-classmate's home is outside the prefecture. I can understand."

He smiled and shook his head. "On the contrary, I'm very grateful that you considered my situation and let me choose the location."

[Note: Kitagawa Marin's home and school are in Saitama Prefecture Saitama City, Saitama Prefecture, specifically in Iwatsuki Ward. It is also adjacent to Tokyo Metropolis, and its location and status are similar to Chiba City in Chiba Prefecture, both being the capitals of their respective prefectures. However, Saitama Prefecture is further north of Kita Ward, while Chiba is southeast of Tokyo Kita Ward. Transportation is very convenient for both.]

"Mmm~ Mmm,"

Kitagawa Marin quickly waved her hand, "That's not true! After all, Sakurakoji-kun is a big celebrity, he must be very busy!"

"I'm so happy that they agreed to meet me! Really!"

"Thank you for your understanding. Well, it's not that I'm not busy."

Sakurakoji Talent looked away, and gradually fell silent.

To say he's not busy would definitely be a lie—though it probably doesn't mean what the other person is thinking.

"Kitagawa-classmate usually like otaku-themed works? I've seen you post quite a few related things on your social media."

He started the conversation.

As for the content of her posts... I won't go into details, it's not good for the mental and physical health of teenagers.

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"Mmm! I love it!"

Kitagawa Marin nodded vigorously, making no attempt to hide it, then chuckled dryly, "Haha... you're surprised that girls like this, aren't you?"

"Absolutely not! Being able to have things you love and openly express them without caring what others think is something to be very proud of!"

He shook his head in denial.

He's that kind of person himself, so how could he look down on others expressing their love?

"That's right! I think so too!"

Kitagawa Marin's expression was one of excitement, as if she had met a kindred spirit. "Ah~ Sakurakoji-kun is such a wonderful person!"

"Oh, by the way! Can I see your studio and clothing? I'm really interested!"

"You want to see my studio?"

"Hmm! Ah... or is it inconvenient?"

"No, that doesn't matter."

Sakurakoji Talent secretly praised himself for his foresight; thankfully, he had prepared everything beforehand. "Please follow me; it's upstairs."

"Upstairs?"

Kitagawa Marin was puzzled at first, then suddenly realized, "Ah, speaking of which, this building seems to be an apartment building?"

"Yes, that's right, I live right up here."

"Hey~ As expected of Sakurakoji-kun, the rent for apartments around here must be expensive, right? You really are a famous fashion blogger."

Kitagawa Marin sighed, her slender, jade-like fingers, painted with pink glitter nail polish, bending over.

"Well, it's alright..."

How should I put it? He hasn't accepted a single collaboration so far, and he's basically not made any money through the account.

Since it's not a video app, it doesn't even have the option to enable ads; there is a paid subscription option, but that contradicts its original purpose.

There are probably very few bloggers on the entire internet like him who are willing to lose money running their accounts.

The elevator stopped on a floor in the high-rise building—not the 66th floor, and he didn't intend to let the other person know that he was actually very rich.

From the very beginning, he intended to make friends purely out of self-interest, without any other ulterior motives.

But at some point, it seemed to start appearing more and more like he was actively showing off his wealth and family background to those around him.

This is an illusion! He never thought that way!

However... Aoyama Nanami is a personal maid, and she had to let Kasumigaoka Utaha and the others know she's rich in order to play the game. Kawaragi Momoka Touma Kazusa figured it out herself. As for the perverts at school, it didn't matter if she was exposed. Ouka Mai was...

Forget it, I won't say anything more. It's all beyond saving now.

When he initially started renting out the rooms at Ten no Yashiro, he didn't rent out all of them.

Considering the potential uses of the rooms later, he left many rooms vacant, scattered across different floors.

Gal Studio and Aoyama Nanami's room are both part of it.

The place Kitagawa Marin is now with is another apartment suite, about the same size as the Gal Studio, but different from his own studio in his room. It's used as a temporary costume studio.

Inside were some fabrics, as well as the finished garments he had posted online, mannequins, sewing machines, steam irons, overlock machines, garment steamers, shoe nail guns, and other tools, all of which were also backups.

The reason he went upstairs to work in the morning was to personally clean and inspect the area.

After all, he doesn't usually live here, so it lacks a sense of community.

It's worth mentioning that even Aoyama Nanami didn't know that he had privately entrusted the cleaning work to Yashiro Ichiyo, who then assigned someone from the property management company to do it.

Or rather, Aoyama Nanami and the others had no idea that he had hidden so many empty rooms. After all, they were just maids and would never know about his arrangements for managing the apartment.