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

He glanced at Eriri, who was reluctant to speak out, and didn't blurt out what was in his mind: "But since you know everything, you still can't let him go, right?"

——After all, humans are sometimes very pretentious creatures.

Sometimes it is not that the parties involved are confused while the bystanders can see things more clearly, but that the parties involved themselves can see clearly what kind of person the other party is, and know that it is wrong to get deeply involved in him, but they will still unconsciously move closer to him.

What's more, for Eriri, she has liked Akito Tomoyuki for more than ten years, and it can be said that it has become a habit.

It is also mixed with regret and guilt for atonement for one's betrayal.

This seems even more difficult to shake.

Regarding the dispute between the betrayer and the betrayed, Hoshimi didn't want to impose too many subjective opinions on Eriri. To be honest, he was still trying his best to avoid this topic that made him unhappy.

To be honest, after knowing what Eriri had done to Ren, Hoshimi was a little unhappy - although this was still within the acceptable range after the other party apologized sincerely, but that was all.

"So, you're definitely going to be overwhelmed by yourself. Hey, Haru! Are you listening to me?"

"……Um."

Hoshimi came back to her senses at Eriri's somewhat impatient call.

"Qing, you definitely can't do it alone. Every time you go to the place, there are always complicated rules and things to do. Even if I can help you share some of the burden, it will probably be difficult..."

Just as Eriri sighed helplessly and muttered, "But it seems like no one can help us so far," Hoshimi, who was lost in thought, raised her eyebrows slightly.

——A good candidate suddenly popped into my mind.

.........

.........

"...What? Visiting a comic convention? Xingjian, do you have any misunderstandings about my personality?"

That night, on the balcony, on the other end of the phone.

Miss Futaba's calm but slightly doubtful voice came from the speaker of the mobile phone. Xingjian, who was leaning on the railing and looking at the night street scene outside the window, tilted his head helplessly and smiled.

"Ah, no... To be more precise, I'm looking for your help, Futaba, but the location is at the comic convention."

He turned his head to look at the back of Eriri who was lying in front of the table painting intently. After thinking for a moment, he let out a sigh and decided to tell Futaba everything.

"It's that Sawamura-san—I need to help her a little. But I can't handle it alone, and the only helper I can think of right now is you, Futaba, so..."

The tone of the boy who saw Xing Jian sounded somewhat pitiful, which was rare.

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Here I recommend the book "Weird Mystery Writer and Kasumigaoka Utaha" by an unknown author.

A story about a senior who is the only female protagonist. You can jump into the story right after you finish being green-eyed.

We are all members of the Green Persecution Club (funny)

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When you are undecided, Futaba A-mon help me.

Sawamura Eriri's Body Can't Shrink: Chapter 9: Choices After Things and People Have Changed (Part 4)

He tried his best not to tell Futaba that Eriri was a comic book artist. After all, Eriri seemed to care a lot about this identity, so it would be better not to tell anyone else without her permission.

"...Ah. So it's hard labor?"

Futaba on the other end of the phone was silent for a while before she spoke slowly, and her tone didn't sound very resistant.

So maybe there's a play?

"Well—not entirely. I just help look after the stalls and stuff, and sell... uh, creative works."

"A creation?"

"Uh-huh……"

By the way, if Futaba finds out that this thing is used to humiliate Ben, she will be one step closer to social death...

"If we can finish work early, I can also take you, Futaba, around the comic convention, if you're willing."

Xingjian leaned his head against the railing, looking lazily at the hazy neon lights interlaced between the distant high-rise buildings.

"Of course, I'm sure your help wouldn't be in vain. I also know you don't like going out during the holidays... How about I treat you to a meal after we're done?"

Perhaps treating someone to a meal isn't the right thing to do right now. I'm so sorry, but Mr. Hoshimi really can't think of any other way to thank a girl besides treating her to a meal. (Spreading his hands)

"Hmm...but a big meal would probably cost a fortune. I guess I'll have to tighten my daily expenses a bit..."

"...The treat is a good offer, I accept."

Just when Xingjian was still secretly feeling the pain for his already thin wallet, Futaba on the other end of the phone spoke after a brief silence.

"But there's no need for a big meal or anything like that. I'm not interested in that either. Let's just find a place or have a meal at your house. That way, we won't owe each other anything."

"Ah—eating at home wouldn't be bad either. Actually, it would be better."

After all, when eating at home, you only need to buy the most basic ingredients, which can save a lot of money.

"As expected of Futaba A-mon, so thoughtful."

"Don't say such weird things. I can even imagine your silly smiling face through the screen."

Futaba's voice was still full of disgust, but she only complained softly.

"Then shall we meet at the venue?"

"Okay, I'll take a day off from sleeping in to accompany you. After all, you don't have many playmates during summer vacation, so it's pitiful and dangerous for you to have to play with a shrunken kid all day long."

"Hey, hey. I'm really not a lolita con."

When Hoshimi was about to tearfully defend herself again, Futaba paused and asked a new question in a slightly serious tone.

"So, as expected, Sawamura-san's health hasn't shown any signs of recovery?"

"……Um."

The young man restrained his nonchalant expression and nodded subconsciously while expressing his affirmation.

"She'll run into Aki at that venue—if I'm right, if she and Aki meet, it'll probably lead to new changes in the current situation."

In fact, Xingjian had vaguely thought so from the beginning.

The key to solving Eriri Syndrome has always been Tomoya Aki.

After all this twists and turns, the only question is whether Eriri herself is willing to contact Aki.

"Aki... is that Aki Tomoya? How come this matter is related to him?"

Futaba on the other end of the phone sounded a little confused. In her eyes, Aki was just an anime otaku who was somewhat famous in the school. Logically, he should not be related to the popular Eri Sawamura.

"That guy is Eriri's childhood sweetheart...it's a long story. Basically, the two of them used to be close, but they had a minor conflict, so they've been on a cold war ever since."

"If the cold war has been going on all this time, how come Sawamura only recently developed puberty syndrome because of the Aki incident?"

As expected of Futaba, she caught the unclear logic in an instant.

"...That guy Aki found a girl and said she would be his heroine. Because he could predict the future and saw that she was his future wife. Then he secretly dated her without telling any of us, but was discovered by Eriri."

Hoshimi tried to briefly explain the whole story to Futaba, omitting some details that would have been very complicated if explained in detail, such as how both Kasumigaoka Utaha and Sawamura Eriri were secretly in love with Aki Tomoya, but he didn't express his feelings, neither admit nor reject them.

"I see. I understand the general situation."

Futaba agreed seriously.

"Turns out he's a scum."

As expected of Futaba, her words are so sharp.

"Although I haven't done anything excessive yet, pretending not to know is even more disgusting. Xingjian, you have such bad eyesight. I was wrong after all."

"Stop teasing me. This incident will definitely become a dark history of mine in the future."

The black-haired boy smiled bitterly and shook his head, trying hard to suppress the uncomfortable feeling rising in his chest.

"But in the final analysis, shouldn't Sawamura just have seen the true face of a scumbag? Is this shocking enough to cause her to have symptoms of puberty syndrome?"

Hoshimi roughly understood what Futaba meant.

After all, as someone who has experienced it firsthand, he also understands what the "trigger" for the occurrence of puberty syndrome is like.

While the spirit is greatly stimulated, there is a strong desire.

“…This is a little hard to explain over the phone.”

Hoshimi curled her lips, and Futaba fell into silence for a while after hearing this.

"To put it simply... Eriri has always felt incredibly guilty about betraying Tomoya Aki when they were children, and she's always trying to make it up to him and impress him—and then she sees Aki dating another girl."

“…Is that so?”

Futaba whispered these three words without asking any further questions.

She had already seen some clues from this brief description.

"In my opinion, she might have been feeling guilty about what she had done, so she had the thought, 'If only I hadn't done that, it would have been better'—"

"So the body shrank back to the state it was in when it was six or seven years old, right?"

"Ah."

The two of them complemented each other's opinions tacitly, and finally remained silent at the same time.

"...So, what do you think, Xingjian?"

After a long silence, a voice whose tone Futaba couldn't tell came from the other end of the phone.

"What do you think?"

"A betrayer's atonement and guilt towards the betrayed—do you think this is forgivable?"

"........."

Xingjian opened his mouth rarely but hesitated to speak and never gave an answer.

He frowned while holding the phone in his hand, and looked up at the clear night sky dotted with stars. His eager gaze was filled with a little melancholy.

"...You really gave me a difficult problem, Futaba."

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If there is anything wrong, I ask my friends to do the same, just give and take (funny)

Regarding the male protagonist's dullness - I have already hinted at it before. It's not that he is dull, but rather that he doesn't think anyone will like him. The emotional outlook will be explained later. The friendship with Futaba is not promoted unilaterally by Hoshimi.

Today is a good day and I am in a good mood, so I will add another chapter (funny)

Sawamura Eriri's Body Can't Shrink: Chapter 10: The Intertwined Two (Part 1)

After a week of frantic rushing to finish the manuscript, Eriri finally finished the key drawings and coloring two days before the convention. She and Hoshimi then spent another day coordinating with the printing company that Sayuri had arranged, and finally finished printing all the books for sale.

It is one morning during the summer vacation, inside the comic convention venue, five minutes before the official opening.

After negotiating with the organizer to have a stall, Hoshimi moved all the goods to the table and asked Eriri to sit in front of the stall.

"After all, this is Kashiwagi Eri's stall. I think it will be crowded with customers soon."

After completing these preparations in advance, Xingjian, who finally got a break, breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the little blonde girl sitting at the table, wearing a baseball cap over her sunglasses and a mask on her mouth.

"Eri, why don't you stay here and watch over the stall? I'll go pick up my friend since it's not officially open yet."

"Hmm...Qing, the friend you're looking for is that beautiful science girl with glasses and a great figure that we saw in the lab last time?"

"...It's amazing you can tell she has a good figure even though she's wearing such a loose white coat."

Xingjian glanced helplessly at Eriri who was sitting on the bench and trying hard to recall the past, clapped his hands, and prepared to leave at any time.

"And her name is Futaba—Futaba Rio. She's different from me. She's not some random character with a limited presence. I don't know why you, Eriri, can't remember Futaba's name."

"Compared to the name, that face and that figure are more memorable."

Eriri frowned and pressed her forehead, as if she was obsessed with reconstructing Futaba's figure in her head.

"This is the aftereffects of our artist. If I could ever see that figure, fully formed and unobstructed... it would be the perfect material for a human model!"

"...Eri, what you said would be sexual harassment if it were any other gender."

"There's nothing wrong with yearning for the beautiful human body!"

"Maybe it's because what you can't get always makes you restless."