Crossover Anime: Miss, please don't do this, I still have a silly cat to raise.

"You know what? Although I always slept in school, I heard a theory in one of my philosophy classes that when someone says something they didn't have to say, it means they care a lot about that sentence."

"...Isn't this obvious? If it's just such a superficial reason, then being rejected is understandable..."

“But didn’t you say that you genuinely like that face?” Lu Nan stretched out his legs, which were a little sore from being curled up for so long: “What’s wrong with genuinely liking someone’s appearance?”

"Liking is liking. Liking a kitten is liking, liking a puppy is liking, and liking a person is liking. I don't think that liking a soul is any more noble than simply liking a face. They are all liking."

"Do you remember that time at the Blue Maiden Festival? You're similar to Kohei now, but the difference is that you don't have his strong will. Back then, when you said those things to him, he didn't react at all."

"Because he feels that it is your freedom to say what you want, but similarly, it is also his freedom to like what he wants."

"So, it's your freedom to simply like someone's face."

Seemingly tired of talking, Lu Nan took out a can of ice-cold beer, opened it, and started drinking.

"...Didn't you say you only took two cans?" Sakurako Busujima muttered.

"What are you doing? This is my private property, and you haven't finished your beer yet!" Lu Nan protectively held the ice-cold beer behind his back, as if protecting his own.

"Thank you."

Sakurako Busujima rested her head on her arm again, speaking softly.

"So why are you squatting here?" Lu Nan asked. "A simple rejection isn't enough to convince me."

He paused, then said, "Of course, it's okay if you don't want to talk about it, but I'm about to leave, or I'll miss this bus."

As Lu Nan was about to stand up, a hand grabbed him again.

Sakurako Busujima held up her phone, which displayed the station's timetable, and said softly, "There are two more trains."

So don't rush off, stay with me.

“…Alright then.” Lu Nan sat back down. “So, tell me, what is the reason?”

Sakurako Busujima seemed to find it difficult to talk about, and kept taking deep breaths, as if she was mentally preparing herself.

After a long while, she whispered, "If I tell you this, you're not allowed to laugh at me."

"Go ahead and say it, I promise I'll laugh so hard you won't hear it."

Sakurako Busujima rolled her eyes at Lu Nan and started rambling on.

In short, it was just bad luck, really bad luck.

After being rejected, she received a complaint from an unreasonable customer, and her phone screen accidentally fell to the ground and shattered...

Finally, after enduring countless hours of get off work, Sakurako Busujima planned to go home, take a shower, and relax. However, she accidentally twisted her ankle while going down the steps from the back door.

As I sat on the steps, enduring the pain, the scenes from today echoed in my mind.

Feelings of grievance washed over Sakurako Busujima like waves.

And so, this result naturally followed.

Lu Nan understood; it turned out that the constant small grievances had accumulated into a breakdown. He could understand; this kind of thing was quite common.

"So you've been sitting here crying all this time?" Lu Nan's voice was laced with sarcasm.

"Huh? What are you talking about! I would never cry in front of other people!" Sakurako Busujima said. She grew up in the countryside and tears were a useless thing to her.

Lu Nan looked at Sakura Tokushima and pointed to his cheek: "When you say things like that, you should wipe the tears off your cheeks."

But the expected outburst didn't happen. Sakurako Busujima simply took out a tissue from her bag and began to slowly wipe the tear stains and corners of her eyes.

"What, you're not going to explain?"

"There's nothing to explain. It's not like I've cried in front of you for the first time," Sakurako Busujima said. What she didn't say was that since crying in front of you was effective, she didn't need to suppress herself.

Lu Nan checked the time: "It's about time to go. We can catch a bus just in time, otherwise the last bus will be too late."

He looked at Sakurako Busujima sitting on the steps: "Can you walk now?"

Sakurako Busujima paused for a moment, then slowly stood up, her brows furrowed tightly.

"I don't know if I owe you anything," Lu Nan muttered, then half-squatted down and bent over: "Get in, the bus is coming soon. I can only take you to the station. You'll have to go home by yourself from there."

Sakurako Busujima raised an eyebrow: "Huh? Shouldn't you have just taken me home and then stayed to take care of me? Could it be that you actually..."

As she spoke, her gaze drifted towards Lu Nan's lower body.

Lu Nan didn't say anything, but bent over and put his hands on the ground in a standard starting position, and then ran forward.

"Hey hey hey! Wait! I was wrong!!"

……

"Just kidding, look at you." Sakurako Busujima said with a grin as she lay on Lu Nan's back.

Lu Nan rolled his eyes and didn't say anything.

Sakurako Busujima buried her head in Lu Nan's shoulder and muttered softly, "You idiot."

Under the dim streetlights, Lu Nan carried Busujima Sakurako towards the station.

Sakurako Busujima fell silent and stopped talking.

Lu Nan's shoulders slowly became wet.

Chapter 299 What else is there to say?

Rest time——

Otoya Naomi sat in a chair looking at a magazine, but he was clearly distracted.

"Good morning, Shanghai-kun," Sakurako Busujima greeted with a smile.

"Ah, good morning," said Otoya Naomi somewhat awkwardly.

"Don't mind what happened yesterday."

"Mmm...I know."

"Ah, but," Sakurako Busujima said with a smile, turning her head, "if you ever start dating someone, you absolutely have to introduce me to them."

"..."

Otoya Naoki was stunned. Looking at Busujima Sakurako, who had regained her former vitality, his guilt vanished.

"Pfft, I understand. I'll definitely do as you say."

"Similarly, I'll introduce you to my boyfriend when I get one." Sakurako Busujima smiled, waved, and walked out of the lounge.

As soon as she stepped outside, she bumped into Lu Nan, who was whistling as he came out of the bathroom.

"Oh my, Lord Busujima, you look to be in good health," Lu Nan greeted him.

"What do you mean 'looks good'? I've always looked great." Sakurako Busujima put her hands on her hips, then suddenly leaned closer: "So you'd better forget about what happened last night."

"Look at me, I don't even care about you." Lu Nan shook the water droplets off his hands.

"Damn it... Oh well, here, take this and give it to Kohei-kun for me." Sakurako Busujima said, placing some things into Lu Nan's hands.

"What is this thing?"

Lu Nan looked down and saw Mizuki Natsuyo's autograph, a lace standee, and a folded note with something written on it. Lu Nan could only make out the word "not good".

"So you're apologizing for what happened before?" Lu Nan asked. "But I could tell you weren't..."

"Ha, who knows?" Sakurako Busujima turned her head away. "Not saying anything makes you an accomplice, too. Maybe I hurt him back then."

"Then give it to him yourself."

"No way, that kind of thing is disgusting." Sakurako Busujima stretched and walked forward.

Lu Nan sighed, watching Sakura's retreating figure.

"This guy is as dishonest as ever."

……

"Well then, manager, I'll be going now." Lu Nan stretched, said goodbye to the manager, and left.

Sakurako Busujima leaned closer to the shop manager and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why did this guy leave? Isn't it still before closing time?"

"Oh, you mean this? Lu Nan took half a day off," the shop manager said.

Sakurako Busujima raised an eyebrow: "Are you taking leave?"

That guy values ​​the money in his pocket more than anything, how could he take a day off? What happened? Did something happen to his sweetheart?

Sakurako Busujima pondered for a moment, then decisively went out to secretly spy.

Lu Nan hadn't gone far; he was just standing on the roadside not far from the entrance, seemingly waiting for someone.

He was looking down at his phone, seemingly chatting, with an undisguised smile on his lips.

Sakurako Busujima narrowed her eyes slightly. This guy didn't look like something had happened to the little one; he looked more like he was going out on a date.

Could it be that Hamaoka Azusa-senpai came looking for me? No way, didn't she say she was going out to play in a competition just a couple of days ago? Is she going to pick me up at the airport?

This question didn't linger in Sakura's mind for long, because she soon saw who Lu Nan was waiting for.

A small motorcycle stopped next to Lu Nan, and Sakura Tokushima's eyes lit up almost reflexively when she saw Lu Nan.

The woman took off her helmet, revealing refreshing blue hair and a beautiful profile. Although she didn't have much of an expression, you could tell she was very happy.

The two seemed to be talking about something, and the atmosphere was very pleasant. Lu Nan reached out and helped the woman fix her hair, then straddled the back seat of her car, put his arm around her waist, and then the woman twisted the accelerator and disappeared in front of Busujima Sakurako's eyes, leaving only her back view.

Sakurako Busujima was completely bewildered. What was going on? Who was that? How come she'd never seen him before? What was his relationship with Lu Nan? Could it be...?

Sakurako Busujima turned and rushed into the store to change her clothes. Then she ran to the store manager and said, "Sorry, manager! I'm also taking half a day off today! Something urgent has come up!"

Before the store manager could react, he saw Sakura Tokushima rush out the door, and he didn't even have time to say a word.

"So eager? That's strange..."

After leaving the house, Sakura looked around and happened to see a car parked on the side of the road, the driver seemingly making a phone call.

She immediately stepped forward, knocked on the window, and called out, "Master, shall we go?"

The woman in the driver's seat waved her hand, said a few words, and then hung up the phone, saying with some helplessness, "Sorry, I'm not a taxi."

"Oh no! I saw my boyfriend and a woman get into a car and drive away!"

"What?!" The woman glared at her and waved her hand dismissively. "What else is there to say, sis? Get in the car! Let's go, let's go, let's go!"