What's Wrong with Adding One More Genius to Omni-Anime?

"What's the big deal? There are plenty of people who work part-time, why would it have to be me?" He still wanted to resist.

"But this male protagonist has very, very rare long hair in visual novels."

"Is there a rule that male leads can't have long hair? That's prejudice! Great works should break with old customs!"

The four people stared at him intently, their expressions and eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions that made him feel immense pressure. After a while, he gave up and sighed with his head down.

"Okay, okay, I admit it was based on me, is that not allowed?"

Seeing that he had finally surrendered, the group returned to normal.

"Of course it's not impossible. It's perfectly normal to use your own script as a blueprint." Kasumigaoka Utaha put away her judgmental attitude and smiled affirmatively before sitting down at the computer and moving the mouse.

"But as a commercial work, I didn't see many of the usual popular elements, which was a bit surprising."

"For example?"

"For example, a beautiful Senpai with Black Long Straight Hair who excels in her studies, a beautiful senior colleague in the workplace, a busty mature woman in Black Stockings, a cunning and lewd girl who loves to tell Dirty Joke, and so on," Kasumigaoka Utaha gave him examples.

"Also, although it's not exactly something I'm happy to admit, blonde hair, flat chest, tsundere, and twin tails are a common element, aren't they?"

"Except for the last one, they're all you, right?!" Eriri bared her sharp little fangs, slamming her hand on the table and glaring at her.

"And who are you calling arrogant because they have small breasts! You big-breasted, flabby woman!"

"Oh dear, did I say that person was you? Can you please not take it personally, Sawamura-kun?" Kasumigaoka Utaha lightly covered her mouth, her tone relaxed.

The two women stared at each other, sparks flying between them. Eventually, it was unclear who started it, but their two pairs of Black Stockings legs, positioned under the table, began to collide and fight, causing the table to shake violently!

This complex interpersonal relationship left Aoyama Nanami, who was standing nearby, Shiina Mashiro stared blankly at the two of them.

Ignoring the comedic duo's banter, Sakurakoji Talent is focused on the script.

The reason he chose himself as the model was certainly not because he was narcissistic enough—although he was a little narcissistic.

But the more important reason is that he couldn't very well write about the original male protagonist who might be studying in Houjou right now, could he?

To avoid any connection with reality, he has changed all the place names and personal names.

The Female Protagonist's character has already been decided. When they see the script, they'll immediately realize it's about them. If I just randomly assign them a random male lead, then my idea of inviting them to join the team will definitely be wasted.

Since that's the case, we can only make the protagonist somewhat similar to ourselves, and then say that it's based on a prototype chosen for artistic creation, and not to worry too much about it.

Although this may also create new problems...

"Well, putting that aside, everything else is fine, no problem."

"Finally, the battle with Eriri is over, "Kasumigaoka Utaha said, slightly out of breath.

"Then it's settled. I'll start preparing for the music as well," Sakurakoji Talent concluded the meeting, seemingly ignoring their indecent behavior.

"Hmm? Will you be in charge of preparing the music, Talent-kun?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Um, but in the script, you shouldn't know anything about music."

"So, this is just an artistic creation. The male protagonist isn't me, Senpai Utaha." He sighed, raising his head.

"I see... Then you're a bit too omnipotent, aren't you?"

"So, what exactly is it that you can't do?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha and Eriri looked at him with very complicated expressions. First it was novels and illustrations, then scripts, and now you're Legato?

And with such an outstanding family background, this person's stats are just too perfect, aren't they?

Are they even letting other people live?

They began to wonder if they were unnecessary, and if Sakurakoji Talent alone could have created the game.

"In short, to facilitate our collaborative work, I'll prepare a studio in this apartment building. You're welcome to come anytime if you'd like."

"Unlimited snacks Drinks will be provided; you're welcome to stay permanently."

"Unlimited snacks?!" Eriri exclaimed, her pupils gleaming with a fierce desire for food.

"That was really nice." Kasumigaoka Utaha also missed the delicious food from earlier, glancing sideways at the beautiful Sakura scenery around her.

With such high-class scenery, office space, and gifts, plus such generous compensation, it's impossible not to work hard now.

"Yes, of course. Just tell Nanami if there's anything you want to eat or drink." Sakurakoji Talent chuckled and nodded.

This was naturally his way of luring the two of them to come more often. Without some bait, how could he motivate them to travel such a long distance from home?

Especially Eriri; in order for her to properly teach Shiina Mashiro, she has to seduce her.

The morning tea party meeting lasted until noon, and after having Kasumigaoka Utaha have lunch, he finally let them go back.

He had some rare free time in the afternoon, so he took a nap to replenish the energy that Shiina Mashiro had drained him from the previous night. He didn't get up until it was almost time for work.

He got up, quickly washed his face, and then prepared to change his clothes and take a car to Starry.

"What's wrong?"

Just as he was about to go to the dressing room to change, he saw Aoyama Nanami standing blankly to one side, looking dejected.

"Huh? N-nothing!" Realizing that she was being questioned, Aoyama Nanami quickly shook her head, forcing herself to stay alert.

"Hmm~" Sakurakoji Talent narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

She clearly had something on her mind; unless he was blind, how could he not notice?

But since she's unwilling to talk about it, I'll just have to analyze and think about it myself.

Thinking back, her condition was normal until morning, so the problem must have occurred between morning and noon.

Looking back now, it seems that her attitude changed somewhat after she learned that he had chosen her for the voice acting role, but at that time it was probably still quite positive, with at most a bit of nervousness and trepidation.

He truly quieted down after that, which means... he took in her slightly lowered eyes, yet still forcing a smile, and seemed lost in thought.

"Do you feel somewhat inferior?"

"Huh?" Aoyama Nanami was taken aback. "Young Master, what are you talking about?"

She momentarily forgot to use honorifics, which further confirmed Sakurakoji Talent.

"Isn't that so?" he said, stating the reasoning he had just formed in his mind.

"Isn't it because of Senpai Utaha and Eriri that you became like this?"

"Is it because you feel useless because they are about the same age as you, yet they have already achieved great success in their respective fields?"

"That's not how it is!" Aoyama Nanami instinctively retorted, but quickly lost her composure, averting her gaze and biting her lower lip. After struggling for a minute:

"No, as you said, perhaps that's the case."

"Ms. Kasumigaoka and Ms. Sawamura are both exceptionally talented individuals. They are in the same field as the Young Master, share common interests, have achieved remarkable success in their respective careers, and are both outstanding beauties."

"Compared to them, I really have no redeeming qualities whatsoever. Even this precious voice-over job was only given to me by the Young Master out of consideration for my existence."

"I'm utterly useless. Does someone like me even deserve to stay by the Young Master's side...? That's what I was just thinking about."

With her secret exposed, she stopped pretending and simply spoke her mind, but as she finished speaking, her voice gradually faded away.

Seeing her head bowed, avoiding eye contact, and nervously clutching the front of her Maid Outfit, Sakurakoji Talent walked up behind her.

Then, he held her in his arms.

"Young... Young Master?!"

Feeling the warm, hard touch behind him, Aoyama Nanami's body instantly stiffened, crimson blood gushing from her neck as she screamed.

Image: "Shy Nanami", Location: "Images/1758459596-100446961-113877848. jpg"

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Volume 1: The Daily Life of Attracting Bees and Butterflies Nanami and Gathering Information

"You don't need to think so much, Nanami," he whispered comfortingly in her ear.

"You are you, and they are they. There are so many people in the world, it's normal to be different. Just follow the path you want to walk."

"You don't need to worry about whether you're qualified to stay by my side, because that's a decision I make."

"The day I decided to make you my maid, you already deserved it, so there's no need to hesitate now."

"I'll say it again, you are excellent, and you are just as beautiful as them. You don't need to feel inferior to others, understand?"

Aoyama Nanami's mind went blank. It took her a great deal of effort to absorb all of his words before she trembled and hummed as she replied:

"I... I understand!"

She wanted to say that she understood and could let go, but deep down she was reluctant to part with this warmth, so she could only stand there blankly, her eyes gradually turning into circles.

"That's good. Keep up the good work in the future!"

Resting his head on her hair, inhaling her delicate fragrance, and holding her soft, warm body for another five minutes, Sakurakoji Talent suddenly realized that he might be late if he didn't leave soon, so he prepared to let her go.

The moment he let go, he noticed her adorable earlobe, now a deep crimson, and, as if possessed, he took it into his mouth and couldn't help but bite it.

"Ah!"

Suddenly attacked, Aoyama Nanami cried out softly, feeling as if an electric current had surged through her body, leaving her numb and powerless to lean against him.

"..." Supporting her weak and powerless body, Sakurakoji Talent realized that he seemed to have gotten himself into trouble.

To prevent the situation from escalating further, he quickly picked her up and gently placed her on the sofa in the living room, then slipped away.

"Ahem, I'm off to work now, bye-bye~ Take good care of the family!"

He strode to the fitting room, quickly changed his clothes, and then jogged towards the elevator.

Lying back on the sofa, Aoyama Nanami watched his departing figure with Shy and radiant expression, her eyes glistening with tears.

His words, "You're a beauty too," kept replaying in my mind, and I wished I could bury my head in the floor.

What did the Talent Young Master mean at the end just now? Could it be...?

She buried her head in the soft cushions of the sofa, unable to bear thinking about it any longer.

At this moment, Sakurakoji Talent, who had just stepped out of the elevator, was also deep in thought. He frowned and rested his chin on his hand.

What was wrong with me just now? I couldn't control myself and did something that crossed the line.

Could it be because I got a little too intimate with Shiina Mashiro last night? Or has spending too much time with the opposite sex lately caused me to awaken in some way?

Or perhaps it's because the physical ailments have been removed, allowing my mind to gradually become more active?

In short, compared to before, I seem to have changed in terms of self-control and desires...

Something's not right, nine out of ten things are wrong!

Although Aoyama Nanami might not do anything to him because of this, it's still a bad omen—if things continue like this, he might really fall into Shura Field hell!

"Tsk..." He covered his face with one hand, feeling that he needed to cultivate his character for a while.

In the evening, at roughly the same time as usual, he arrived at Starry again.

Good morning, Mr. Talent!

The first person to see him today was Ichiji Nijika.

"Yo, good morning, Nijika." He forced a smile and waved to her. "Didn't you go out with Liang and the others today?"

The rare spring break is naturally a time for students to relax and enjoy themselves.

These days, although they occasionally come to train, it's not very frequent because they haven't gathered all their teammates.

Even for training, they wouldn't arrive here this early; they usually come later.

Spring break has been over for more than a week. Every day they either go out shopping, stay at home like lazy dogs, or hold team gatherings to strengthen their bonds.

In some ways, they are much happier than Sakurakoji Talent... at least, he hasn't enjoyed a vacation in a long time.