What's Wrong with Adding Me to So Many Omni-Anime Geniuses?

Yukino remained silent Yukino Shita Yukino.

The most shocked person was her. She never expected him to talk to her sister like that, and it seemed her sister couldn't do anything about it and was slightly at a disadvantage...

She clenched her fists, took a deep breath, her gaze hardening as she felt resentful of her current state.

She could no longer remain stagnant; the moment she saw Yukino Shita Hiyori lost her composure...

While chatting with the others, Sakurakoji Talent kept track of the time.

There was still a while before the door opened, so they could chat leisurely.

Although the large number of people surprised him somewhat, it wasn't a bad feeling. At least for him, he preferred scenarios where multiple conversations could take place simultaneously.

In a game, this might not be an important personal choice node, but it's at least a place where you can quickly complete daily tasks.

--This assumes that no special circumstances occur.

As the hourglass of time seeps away, the Starry gradually begin to shine, and then night falls.

Crackle!

The glass slipped from my hand and fell to the hard ground, making a sound that was not loud but abrupt and sharp in the noisy environment.

Because he was so rare, he attracted the attention of people who knew him well.

But Sakurakoji Talent seemed oblivious to his own talent; his attention was now completely absorbed ahead, his crimson eyes trembling. "... Why are you all here?"

"Father! Mother!"

Chapter 354 Who are you calling a sister?!

The two people standing in front of him were none other than Sakurakoji Luna and Okura Yusei, a married couple.

The two of them stared at him with great interest, a faint smile on their lips.

Even though he was wearing the mask he wore for work, his incredibly familiar physique and hair made him seem like a complete stranger. Those who were there for the first time immediately recognized him.

Especially Sakurakoji Luna, whose eyes were already narrowed with a malicious glint of mockery, her lips curled into a triumphant smile. She stepped forward and deliberately called out in a rough voice:

"Serveur, Une Tasse De Thé Earl Grey Et UnLatte, S'Il Vous Plaît!" (Waiter, a cup of Earl Grey Tea and a latte, please!)

"Ah! C'Est Dangereux, Sois Prudent Kokoro!"

The Okura Yusei provides a reminder.

Faced with her mother, who was now playfully manipulating French, and her father, who echoed her, Sakurakoji Talent could only offer a complex and resentful look, hunching his back slightly and sighing deeply, "Veuillez Patienter. (Please wait)"

"Hey, are you alright?"

Noticing the commotion, Ichiji Hoshika walked over to him and asked him a question.

There was no other way; if she wanted others to hear her almost sleepy voice during the band's performance, she had to be this close.

"It's nothing, my hand just slipped a little..."

After a brief moment of shock, he quickly grasped the situation, grabbed cleaning tools, and swiftly and carefully swept away the broken glass shards on the floor.

"It's rare to see you make a mistake. Are you tired of working during the holidays?"

Ichiji Hoshika crossed her arms in confusion, then looked at the guests in front of her, her expression suddenly changing.

These two people... they seem strangely familiar...

"By the way, what did those two guests just say? Foreigners?"

The awkward pronunciation of those three people just now didn't sound like Japanese at all.

"Who knows, maybe they will. They said they wanted Black tea and a latte."

After emptying the trash can, he pretended nothing had happened and went to the Drinks machine.

Unlike Drinks, beverages only need to be prepared in advance and stored in the machine, making them very convenient, and there's no need to worry about insufficient supply.

"Was that in French?"

Frowning, Yukino Shita Yukino, feeling a bit weaker again, couldn't help but interject during a break in the band's performance after he returned.

Although she hadn't studied it, she still vaguely remembered this way of pronouncing it.

Meanwhile, apart from Yuihama Yui, who wasn't in the audience, the other members of the "Harumono" Cliques all turned their attention to this side.

PA went to work at the booth, and the Kessoku Band performance—if this hadn't happened, he was planning to go over and nitpick at them later anyway...

"Yes, it's amazing that you could tell."

Having prepared the meal, he placed several dishes in front of the two of them one by one.

"C" This is a complimentary matcha Matcha Parfait and tiramisu, please enjoy.

Oh~

Merci~ (Oh~ thank you~)

Sakurakoji Luna readily accepted, resting her chin on the back of her Hands and saying with a smile.

"... De Rien. (You're welcome)"

"Didn't you say they only ordered Black tea and lattes? Why are they serving so much?"

Ichiji Hoshika nudged him, puzzled.

Hmm... maybe I didn't say it completely?

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"Hey~ Talent guy, you also speak French! You're really capable! It's such a waste for you to be a waiter!"

Yukino Shita Hiyori praised them highly, while glancing at the two guests from time to time.

She felt like those two people looked vaguely familiar; was it just her imagination...?

"He also speaks German and English."

Ichiji Hoshika added casually, a hint of pride in her heart.

No matter what, he's an employee of her shop now!

His competence means that she, the store manager, is also competent!

"This kid is despicable, but he's certainly multi-talented..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka couldn't help but sigh, taking a sip of her beer and asking out of curiosity, "I've heard that French is considered the most romantic language, is that true?"

"Hmm... it's hard to say, after all, this is a very subjective thing."

He thought for a moment, then replied, "I think it's like music; whichever one you like is the best."

"It's just that some languages sound different because of the different combinations of consonants and vowels. For example, Italian sounds very full and rounded."

"Another aspect is the rhythm and cadence, some of which are quite strong, like Spanish—but I prefer the kind that reflects the underlying culture."

"So, what's your favorite?"

"Chinese."

"Oh, I see... So your Chinese language grades must be very good?"

"I think you should... no, you're definitely better than Teacher Shizuka."

"What an arrogant fellow!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka glared at him fiercely, puffing out her cheeks, wishing she could go over and beat him up right now—because her main job was a Japanese language teacher, and she also served as a life guidance teacher.

"I'm not being arrogant, I'm just stating the facts."

He glanced at her and teased:

"Teacher Shizuka, can you read classical Chinese texts? Can you recite 'The Memorial to the Throne on the Eve of the Northern Expedition'? Can you understand the meaning of 'The Lament for the Departed'? Do you know the meaning of each word in 'Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River'? Do you know what makes the sentences in 'Ode to the Red Cliff' beautiful?"

"..."

Hiratsuka Shizuka did not answer, but simply drank the beer in her hand in one gulp and then slammed it hard on the table. Ruoxue's wrist throbbed violently with aortic artery!

She, a respected Mandarin teacher, was actually...!!!

"Why..."

Ichiji Hoshika glanced at her close friend with pity. "So, why did you go and provoke that guy?"

"You seem to know so much about these things, you wouldn't happen to know all those languages you just spoke, would you?"

"More or less."

"..."

He always made such grandiose statements so casually, Ichiji Hoshika silently covered her eyes with her hand.

That adds up to several languages!

Even if this guy becomes a male escort in the Mirai, he'll be a world-class male escort with a clientele many times larger than others...

"Hey~"

Yukino Shita Hiyori's lips trembled slightly, her expression somewhat uneasy.

He was far superior to her in this respect, and a slight heaviness settled in her heart.

If we add other factors, for the first time in her life, she encountered peers around her who seemed potentially even more outstanding than herself... She had a vague feeling that she was about to lose.

"But why learn so many languages? Do you want to become a diplomat?"

Yukino Shita Yukino, who was also tired of hearing it, took advantage of their decent relationship and asked in her clear voice.

Sakurakoji Luna and Okura Yusei quietly enjoyed their son's cooking, showing no intention of joining in.

They simply listened intently, watching their conversation with a smile, occasionally exchanging a few words in a language the other women couldn't understand, secretly amused.

"No, there's no particular reason... it's just that it's very simple, so I learned it along the way."

He looked slightly troubled, scratching the back of his head and frowning as he looked towards the stage.

Wouldn't they resent this kind of answer, calling it a Versailles-esque response?

But he wasn't lying. If you have a good memory, memorizing words in every language is easy. Then, by practicing pronunciation and mouth muscles according to their respective grammar rules, you can easily master them to the level of everyday use.

If it's a closely related Europe language like French, German, English, or Spanish, it's even easier to cross-reference and compare them.

Because he always received an elite education at home, he learned a little bit of everything, so he learned from his tutors...

For example... he glanced at the seemingly harmless Okura Yusei.

This seemingly very gentle person had already mastered many languages at his age.

He can't possibly be worse than him, right?

He was, after all, said to have inherited the best qualities of both of them.

"..."

The four fell silent, while the other two tried hard to suppress their laughter.

This small space has divided three camps with different mindsets.

"... This kid really deserves a beating."

Hiratsuka Shizuka covered her forehead and closed her eyes, veins bulging on her forehead.

"Same feeling."

Ichiji Hoshika expressed her approval.

"..."

Yukino Shita Yukino a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

But she also knew that although his words were infuriating, they might not be wrong.

With his academic achievements, he's fluent in foreign languages, possesses amazing culinary skills, excels at writing novels and drawing, and according to Ichiji Nijika and the others, his skill in multiple musical instruments seems to be on par with Gotou Hitori and the others... What's there to compare?

Yukino Shita Yukino felt a sense of relief and sudden peace.

Since you can't compete with anything, it's better to give up. Forcing yourself to fight the other party will only make you look like you're overestimating yourself.

The good news is... she glanced at her sister beside her, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

His sister, who doesn't yet know just how twisted he really is, might even be plotting to rival him.