Why wasn't I the one who got the male lead's script?

Due to various reasons these days (such as returning to school and rushing homework orz), the updates have been a bit unstable. I hope everyone can forgive me orz

Then I will continue to update steadily after returning to school!

[Futaba Line] Different Paths to the Same Destination: Chapter 5: The End of One-Day Lovers (Part 3)

Isshi Iroha has always been a cute, lively, and lovable girl in everyone's eyes. Of course, she also sees herself that way.

Because I know that I am cute, I will treat it as a strength to be developed and show it without reservation at the appropriate time.

The progress achieved by this approach of leveraging strengths and avoiding weaknesses is also obvious. There are always young and ignorant boys whose hearts flutter because of the sweetness and charm she reveals intentionally or unintentionally.

Although it was not kindness and care shown specifically to a particular person, it was not a natural action taken unconsciously.

Isshiki knew that there might be many harsh and vulgar voices secretly criticizing her for her character.

But only those who can accurately realize their own charm and understand the atmosphere can make the most of it and pave a smoother path for themselves - even life, right?

But sometimes, Isshiki Iroha would feel a little lonely and confused.

Be a girl who is cute in everyone's eyes, and like everyone else around you, have a crush on outstanding people, and look forward to a dreamy and romantic love.

All of these, each and every one of them comes from my true heart.

For the time being, she couldn't even hear the true voice deep in her heart.

——But at that moment, the boy's calm yet penetrating words accurately penetrated the barrier that she had erected deep in her heart.

"If you simply pursue beauty and excellence in the eyes of others without considering whether this is the result you want, you will most likely regret it in the future."

She came back to her senses from the whirlpool of memories, and the boy in front of her who was carrying bags of shopping for her spread out his free hand helplessly.

"Like right now, you're definitely going to regret going on your first date with me."

Purple was slightly stunned by his firm tone.

"why?"

"Because I don't like you, Isshiki, and you just pinned your wish for a perfect date on me."

His calm tone seemed to explain everything.

"If there's no emotional investment, a fake couple can never become real."

"……that's true."

The boy's direct and clear response made Isshiki lower his head slightly.

She lowered her head in disappointment, but managed to force a smile.

"Really... This is such a simple truth, I already know it without you telling me, Senior."

It's just that I can't recognize it from the bottom of my heart.

"…But you didn't actually do anything wrong."

Hoshimi, who keenly noticed that Isshiki's mood was gradually getting depressed, curled her lips, and then her tone gradually became softer.

"It's never a mistake to want to have a great relationship."

As he said this, he slowly placed the shopping bags, large and small, on the ground.

Along with some invisible thing, it was returned to Isshiki.

"But as expected, a good relationship should be experienced with the person you love most."

He said this with a smile, put his free hands back into his pockets, and then slowly retreated to his original position to face Isshiki.

"Isshiki, you're very smart and popular. If you don't get stuck on trivial matters and don't set your standards too high, you'll soon meet someone special for you."

"...What's that, Senpai? Are you breaking up with me?"

Even though he said this, Isshiki still tried to make his tone sound light and natural.

"Really? No matter how you look at it, I should be the one getting rid of you."

Although it still has a bit of the iconic mischievousness of playing pranks on people.

"Okay, then consider it as you've dumped me."

Xingjian smiled disapprovingly and shrugged, then looked directly into the girl's eyes for a final confirmation.

"Then this ridiculous relationship ends here—you have no objection, right?"

"Well, Senior, someone like you who is usually very quiet will talk non-stop once you start talking at length. Actually, I completely understand."

Isshiki perked up, then nodded with his signature smile.

"I really have to get rid of Senior here and find my true Prince Charming. I can't waste my youth on Senior."

"Although what you said was a bit harsh, we both feel the same way."

Hoshimi smiled and shook her head, then took a step back - and waved to Isshiki.

"This date was terrible. I hope there won't be another one."

"Hmph, Senior, you say that, but in the end, you just want to go find Futaba Senior as soon as possible."

"Oh, you saw through it."

Xingjian nodded generously, and then showed the most sincere and bright smile during this date.

"Because as expected, when I mentioned my favorite person just now, that guy was the only one that came to my mind."

“…Really?”

Faced with his undisguised honesty, Isshiki Caiyu could only shake her head in a helpless smile.

"If she's waiting for you, then go quickly, senpai. It should still be in time. And everything should be back to normal by tomorrow."

"Oh, that's for sure. Thank you."

"Oh, there's one more thing about this date. Indeed, I long to fall in love with someone dazzling and special. Even if I can't meet such a person, I still hope to have an extraordinary relationship—"

Bending down slightly to pick up the shopping bag from the ground, Isshiki Iroha left some intriguing words with a slightly smirk before turning and leaving.

"But I never said that Senior was a second-best alternative."

"------"

The next second, as if she deliberately didn't want to give the other party time to reply, she walked away and disappeared in the dense crowd.

"...That guy kept saying things like that until the very end."

Xingjian could only stand there in a daze for a moment, then smiled helplessly and looked up at the clear night sky.

"What a complete little devil."

Then, as if relieved from a heavy burden, he turned around without looking back.

In the dim light, the two who met as lovers finally parted as they were originally.

Running in different directions.

At least when I turn on the phone screen again and see the new message in the chat box that is pinned to the top of the phone, I know where my next stop is.

"I want to see you."

Even though my body was very tired, I still perked up the moment I saw these words.

He took the subway from the amusement park on the outskirts of the city back to the city center, stopping and starting frequently, and then kept changing between trams, subways and buses. After about two or three hours, he finally arrived at his destination on foot.

Under the light of the street lamp, in front of the familiar villa, there was a familiar figure leaning against the wall waiting for him.

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I'll start updating steadily today! I'll try to finish writing and start a new book soon!

[Futaba Line] Different Paths to the Same Destination: The Final Chapter: Only When You Want to See Me Too. (I)

In fact, Futaba Rio didn't know whether the person she was waiting for would come.

But after receiving a message from someone asking her to go on a date with someone else, she was still upset and overturned the rationality that she had always been proud of, allowing the feeling of boredom in her heart to express her silent feelings to that guy.

"I want to see you."

After sending it, Futaba Rio regretted it. Lately, she has been feeling more and more that she can no longer maintain her usual rationality - no matter how she thinks about it, it's that guy's fault.

Although she was so rudely annoyed in her heart, she still scratched her head in frustration and walked out of the house nervously wearing a thin coat, waiting at the door for a figure that might appear.

What a stupid decision.

Whether from the perspective of probability or feasibility, the guy who is on a date would not abandon his schoolmate and travel nearly three hours from such a far place alone.

Although this was a conclusion that could be drawn from simple reasoning, Futaba still tried to convince herself that he would not show up while waiting silently at the door.

Maybe, maybe he would get the message and come over.

In fact, there was no special reason for her to wait like this, standing silently at the door for two or three hours.

She just thought he would come.

What's more, I have something very important to say to him.

The long hours sometimes passed in the blink of an eye, and for Futaba, this fact was only confirmed after her legs gradually became sore, swollen and painful.

It was at this moment that she looked around and saw the figure of a young man jogging towards her.

"------"

The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and the originally calm and relaxed expression on her face was changed by her raised brows.

You don't even need to squint to know it's that person.

It was precisely because of this that the mood that had been somewhat uneasy became cheerful again.

"Huh, huh-"

The black-haired boy, whose face gradually became clear under the illumination of the streetlight, wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at the girl standing in front of the door with a somewhat apologetic expression.

"S-Sorry, Futaba. I must have kept you waiting."

However, the response he received was not the complaints or sarcasm that Xingjian had expected.

"........."

Futaba just met his gaze wordlessly, then slowly stepped forward and stretched out her hand that had been hidden in her coat pocket.

He grabbed Xingjian's sleeve.

"...?"

Hoshimi, who was a little confused, slowed down her still rapid breathing while silently looking at Futaba who had closed the distance between them.

"If you're very tired, don't talk for a while, otherwise you might bite your tongue."

She simply expressed her awkward concern in a calm tone, then took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the forehead of the black-haired boy who was still sweating.

“…………Hmm.”

Although she was not very used to Futaba's sudden yet considerate concern, Hoshimi still did as she was told - she even lowered her head slightly to make Futaba feel more relaxed.

Only after Hoshimi's breathing gradually became calmer did Futaba put away the handkerchief, and then spoke directly to the point as if she had been saying something she had been brewing for a long time.

"I'm sorry I haven't been friendly to you these past few days. You're the one caught in the middle of this whole situation, so you should be more worried about it than me... Besides, we're still dating after all."

“Well…”

In the final analysis, this matter was not Futaba's fault. This guy's frank admission made Xingjian feel a little at a loss.

"...Also. You received the text message, didn't you?"

"Ah."

"That wasn't a spur-of-the-moment lie, nor was it an excuse to meet up."

There was still an unnatural red on her cheeks, but now she could look directly into Hoshimi's eyes and speak her true voice.

"When I said I wanted to see you, I just wanted to see you...that's all."

"what………"

This is a rare direct attack from Ms. Futaba, who is usually shy and evasive.

Xing Jian, who had not expected her to be so frank, was at a loss for words for a moment. She could only feel her cheeks gradually getting hot.

Maybe it's just because he was jogging all the way here.