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

A sense of security often stems from "favoritism." Only when one is certain that they are the most special one will they feel at ease, and only then can they confidently rely on this favoritism to continue being the child who never grows up.

"——Don't worry, I'm not interested in other people's things, nor am I interested in interfering in other people's world."

In the end, Hoshimi just smiled at Hayasaka's unexpectedly childlike personality.

"Nothing you worry about will happen."

Most importantly, he has never tasted the sweetness of being "favored" by someone.

He wouldn't be like a fox and feel jealous over grapes he had never eaten.

Besides, who would care about a stranger appearing in their world?

"Don't worry, there will be no me in your world."

"........."

Hayasaka's gaze towards Hoshimi became softer and deeper at the same time.

The boy's smile reflected in her eyes was peaceful and ordinary, but for the first time she felt that the person in front of her was a little strange.

Probably neither of them would have thought that this tacit understanding would come true in the near future.

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Hayasaka Stock Seems to Be Up and Down...But It's Actually Very Stable (Funny)

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Aki Tomoya can't predict the future: Chapter 9: The heroine is disqualified (Part 1)

That evening, Xing Jian finished his biweekly "family gathering" and specifically skipped his part-time job for that day.

Although he works part-time every week, the government-mandated working hours for students are only about a dozen hours a week, so it is still possible to clear some time for rest at appropriate times.

Aunt Hayasaka was also present this time, and because of her presence, Hoshimi smiled more than usual.

It's not for any reason, I just want to say that creating a relaxed and cheerful atmosphere will make everything go more smoothly in such an awkward situation.

Even if you are not really happy, at least you can pretend to be in a happy and joyful situation.

It was already past eight in the evening when he returned to the student apartment where he lived alone. Just as he put down his schoolbag and slumped on the sofa, intending to rest for a while—

The phone rang.

The caller ID showed it was Tomoya Aki.

"...Hello, this is Hoshimi. Is there anything I can do for you so late at night, Aki-san?"

"Haru huh?! Um, I'm sorry to bother you again, but I have one more important favor to ask of you!!"

As soon as the call was connected, An Yi's somewhat shrill voice came from the other end of the phone. Xingjian, feeling that his eardrums were stimulated to a certain extent, narrowed his eyes and put the phone a little further away from his ear.

He had just enjoyed his leisure time for a short while, and An Yi came to visit him again so soon.

"Okay—I'm used to it now. Just tell me what's going on. I still have homework to do later."

He agreed slowly, slumped on the sofa like a salted fish and stared at the pure white ceiling.

He is different from those talented people who can achieve success as long as they work hard. Even if he studies hard, it is difficult for him to make great progress.

After all, Xingjian is just an ordinary person, and he has to make up for the gap in talent between him and others through his own efforts.

"Hmm... that's it. I foresaw the future again last night."

"Uh-huh."

I guessed it, it was this topic.

"In the future I foresaw, I invited Xiaohui to my house to play games tomorrow. She would refuse at first, but agree after a few hours - but then something strange happened!"

Well, even through the phone, I could feel Aki's panic and helplessness, "Oh shit, this is different from what was written in the script."

"I invited her at noon, and she still hasn't agreed to me!!!"

"Well……"

This is what it means, [the world line has changed].

"Maybe if you wait a little longer, she will give you a new reply."

Xingjian felt that at this moment, he was like a gay friend who gave advice to the male protagonist in a romantic comedy novel. He had a long way to go - well, although gay friends usually had a stronger presence than him.

"It's almost bedtime! If she really wanted to send it, she would have done it an hour or two ago!! If she really agreed, is she keeping me hanging on purpose now? Is she trying to tease me?!"

No, there's no point in being angry at others. What can you do if a girl doesn't agree to you?

"Then tell me, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Ah, this..."

After all this time, he really treated me as his military advisor.

"How about this, I'll help you ask her out."

Unable to bear the anxious and pitiful look of Aki coming to him for help when he was in trouble, Xingjian came up with another feasible measure and offered his own suggestion.

However, An Yi on the other end of the phone paused for some reason.

"...Qing, do you actually have a way to ask Xiaohui out?"

"Well, I'm not particularly close to Kato, but we're pretty close."

After all, we went home together some time ago, and we would say hello when we met at school.

"In short, as long as I help you achieve your goal, that's all that matters."

Since we are pursuing excitement, of course we have to carry it out to the end - well, no.

Since you've asked me to help, I'll just do my best to help you.

"Let me be clear in advance. If I can't do it, then there's really nothing I can do."

"Yeah, okay, okay, thank you, thank you! Love you, Yoqing!!"

Although Xing Jian has been a solo artist since she was born, she only feels disgusted when a man confesses his love to her.

After getting Aki's affirmation, Hoshimi hung up the phone temporarily, switched her phone to the social software interface, and sent a concise message of her wishes to Kato via Line.

[Kato-san, do you want to have a study session together tomorrow? 20:34]

Well, asking a girl out under the pretext of a study session is always a more plausible reason, and it is also difficult to be rejected - provided that the other party does not dislike you.

Well, generally speaking, according to the plot of the romance drama, when you send a message to a girl, you should be so excited that you toss and turn.

But as expected, since Kato was not the girl he liked, Hoshimi sent the message naturally and did not act pretentiously by thinking about the wording over and over again.

In fact, he thinks this is a good thing. Otherwise, he has to keep the person he likes in his heart all day long, which is quite tiring to be honest.

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Ah, in that case, I'd probably have to see what time the study session ends and who else wants to join. Hoshimi-kun, are you going too? 20:36 PM

Kato replied quickly, and it seemed that she was playing with her phone at the time.

"As expected, if someone misunderstands you two are having a study session alone, you'll be a little wary."

After all, Kato mentioned "whether there are other people who want to participate."

“Tsk… But now that I hear that, I feel like I have no choice but to go…”

After all, he was the initiator. If he didn't go himself, it would be too obvious that he was trying to get others to go along with him.

I'm planning to have a study session with Ren Ye. We might go to his house this afternoon to study together for a while, and then go home after dinner at the latest. Is that okay? 20:38 PM

After a while, the phone finally rang with a message alert.

[If you go home after dinner, that's fine. 20:50]

Hmm, I thought I'd be rejected, but in the end I got accepted.

Xingjian, who had been mentally prepared for rejection, encountered a reversal, raised his eyebrows and responded quickly.

[Okay, let's meet at the station and go together. Contact me tomorrow. 20:51]

After sending a short text message, Qing finished her dinner and sat in front of the TV to watch the prime-time variety show.

Variety shows in the island country are always exaggerated and outrageous. The prime-time ones are still okay, but the late-night shows are so shameless that they are unbearable to watch.

However, the comedian's exaggerated performances successfully focused his attention and made him put aside the doubts he had just had.

Kato, who was traveling in Hokkaido with his family according to Aki, declined Aki's invitation but did not refuse his own.

The phone rang again.

"Haru!! How's it going?? Have you been rejected??"

An Yi was still as loud as ever, which helped Xing Jian to gradually break free from her dazed state.

"Speaking of which, it's just a small matter. Can't you just send a text message to ask?"

He's the type of person who doesn't really like to call people—nor does he like to be called. It's much better to discuss small matters via text message.

"It's already worked. We've made an appointment at your house. Kato will be home after dinner."

"Ah, ah..."

An Yi on the other end of the phone stammered, and for some reason, he seemed to sense a hint of loss in his voice - but it was only a fleeting feeling, and he quickly cheered up.

"Is that so? That puts my mind at ease. Sometimes I feel like you two are quite similar, Haru and Xiaohui. It seems I didn't ask the wrong person for help."

On the other end of the phone, An Yi's mumbling was accurately captured by Xingjian who picked up the water glass on the table.

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Aki Tomoya can't predict the future: Chapter 9: The heroine is disqualified (Part 2)

"…What do you mean?"

After asking this question, Xingjian slowly picked up the cup and took a sip of cold water.

"Hmm... I feel like they don't have much presence. One reason is that their personalities lack three-dimensionality. The other is that they seem easy to get along with and have very approachable personalities."

An Yi gave his thoughts very seriously.

"Ah, sometimes the way you two talk and smile is similar, but there are some subtle differences. But you're both calm and trustworthy, too."

“Eh…Is that so?”

"Yeah, yeah, that's the kind of casual exclamation that's very similar. Yeah—sometimes I even wonder if the character designs for your nonsensical characters are all of the same type, hahaha."

"........."

Forget it, Xingjian has gotten used to it. Sometimes, An Yi is so outspoken that she can't control his mouth at all.

Then again, what's going on? I feel like if the topic continues like this, Kato-san will become my half-sister.

"No, I'm not sure if Kato-san is the same age as me. What if she's a few months older than me? Then I'd be her younger brother again."

"Well, although I don't have much feeling for Xiaohui, who is just a passerby, in the future I foresee, she will gradually become a super-cute girl. Hehehe..."

No wonder Kasumigaoka Utaha thought Aki was weird - his tone, like that of a young wife who is infatuated with her, was offensive even to Hoshimi, who had a good personality and was separated by a screen.

"Okay, okay, stop dwelling on the future. It'll be awkward if it doesn't come true. Clean up the house and go to bed early. If any girls come over tomorrow, remember to hide your contraband and other things."

"Okay, I understand—then I'll be waiting for you two tomorrow!!"

The two exchanged some pleasantries, as is common between friends, and ended the call after a few minutes.

Xingjian, who had taken a break from the variety show because of the phone call, turned off the TV, yawned sleepily, scratched his back while walking to the sink, and after a simple wash, turned off the lights and went to bed.

On the other end of the phone, the boy with glasses who had been smiling just now gradually lost the smile on his face after he hung up the call.

"........."

He lay on the bed in his bedroom, looking at the posters covering the walls and the desks and cabinets filled with various figures, his eyes somewhat blank.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, he frowned, and his eyes flashed with complex light under the lenses.