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

Perhaps she didn't expect that this seemingly approachable guy would say something embarrassing right away, and Eriri was instantly angered.

"Although I don't know why you've suddenly become so close to Ren, but let me be clear."

Eriri paused at this point deliberately, then looked around, and after confirming that Aki was not around, she took a deep breath.

"...Don't look down on Lun just because he's a otaku. Otherwise, I will never let you go."

"........."

Xingjian was a little surprised.

This guy was just arguing fiercely with An Yi. It turns out that he is a hypocrite.

"That guy doesn't have many friends. I don't know why, but since he invited you to join the club, you must be very talented or you are an important friend to him."

Eriri lowered her head and looked at the ground with a flickering gaze, whispering her thoughts in a small, slightly awkward voice.

"——So, you must be a very important person to Renye."

"Are you denying the possibility of my talent so quickly?"

Besides, isn't there a third option?

"Huh? Otherwise, you should use your little head and think about it."

Eriri shook her head with a look of disapproval, and looked at the boy with eyes full of undisguised disdain.

"Although my words may sound harsh, you understand what I'm saying, right? You know, the people that Renye has gathered together are all remarkable individuals. You seem unremarkable, average in every way. If you really had any talent, you would have become the fourth celebrity in our school long ago."

"…………well."

It sounds really self-righteous and can easily make people angry.

And the key point is that Eriri really thinks so.

Hoshimi sighed deeply—he didn't know how many times he had sighed at Eriri.

"Excuse me, Sawamura-kun, if your family's tutor can only teach you to speak like this, then I sincerely feel sorry for your tutor and your parents. But if this is your true self, then I have nothing to say - at most, one day you will pay the price for your careless words."

"—"

Eriri, who obviously didn't expect to be scolded, was stunned and the arrogant smile on her lips froze.

After saying these words, Hoshimi said "Well, see you tomorrow" neatly, and walked straight past Eriri and left.

"Varied--"

Eriri was stunned for a moment by the sudden rebuttal and didn't even have time to get angry.

In her impression, few people dared to speak to her in such a tone.

"Well--!!"

She gritted her fangs, turned around with a flushed face, and glared fiercely at the black-haired boy as he left.

"——Stop talking to me in that arrogant tone! Are you my dad?!"

Xingjian, who had not walked far, naturally heard these words, but he still did not intend to stop. Instead, he subtly quickened his pace of departure and responded with a teasing tone that pretended to be relaxed.

“Maybe in the future~”

“You—asshole!!”

How should I put it? Although I know that Eriri's words are too much, I can't lose my temper. Instead, I feel that her family and Aki have had a really hard time.

"After all, there's no reason to be upset with someone whose emotional intelligence is close to that of a child, right?"

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Alone in the science lab, the gray-haired girl finally finished her calculations and put down the chalk in her hand that had been worn down to a small piece.

"........."

She raised her head, looked at the densely packed formulas on the blackboard, and sat on the podium, clearing her mind.

I could vaguely hear the sound of an argument coming from not far downstairs, which had just died down - I knew who was talking to whom without having to guess.

"Tsk... so noisy."

She frowned and muttered softly:

He seemed to be worried again.

"As for predicting the future, it doesn't matter what."

She leaned her head against the wall, squinting her eyes like a lazy kitten to conserve her energy.

Instead of worrying about that, I should think about how to get along with that difficult sister.

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The monthly ticket update is completed

How much I add in a day depends entirely on everyone's rewards. I will try to write more than 100,000 words as soon as possible and then put it online so that you can read it all in one go.

Aki Tomoya cannot predict the future: Chapter 3: The love-hate relationship caused by xx (Part 1)

Anyone who can become the destined protagonist must have unique talents in some aspect.

Talent, talent.

A word that makes people yearn for and envy it - after all, the probability of it appearing on ordinary people is too rare.

More or less, everyone will feel that they have unique talents in a certain area at some point in time. So they work hard for it, fight for it, and strive for it, wanting to overturn everything they had previously tolerated but could not tolerate.

But perhaps later they will find that it is not just talent that determines their destiny.

Your family determines your starting point, your personality determines your development. Talent—generally speaking—only adds icing on the cake when things are going smoothly, rarely providing the true relief that comes when things are tough.

Ordinary people are born ordinary, and extraordinary people are born extraordinary. Occasionally, some people will jump back and forth between these two directions, but in the end, it is only a minority phenomenon.

Xing Jianqing never expected that she could become the protagonist in those youth love comedy novels.

Most of them have harmonious and well-off families, busy parents, sisters, houses, and extraordinary talents in a particular field.

But for Xingjian, just having a harmonious and prosperous family is a luxury.

His academic performance wasn't terrible, but he wasn't outstanding either. He was in the top ten of the class thanks to his hard work.

His sports were not decathlons, and even though he was good at long-distance running, his standing long jump results were always dragged down.

Not to mention his looks—his height, build, and appearance were all above average. At best, he was rather delicate, so after looking at him for a while, you'd think he was a bit handsome.

In terms of music and art, he wasn't completely tone-deaf, but neither was he a musical prodigy, mastering piano or guitar. While his drawings weren't necessarily bad, they weren't anywhere near the top of his peers. Although he enrolled in several classes as a child, they ultimately fell through due to both academic and family constraints.

Normally, in class, he would never be the center of any group. Although he could occasionally talk to his classmates, he would never have much interaction with either the real-life or the 2D otaku.

He always treats everyone gently when he moves around in every small circle, but he is also used to leaving quietly alone after school.

Because for Xingjian, there is still one thing that makes him different from his peers - although it is not something to boast about.

After school and during winter and summer vacations, he would rush out from school to work - of course, it was not the kind of odd jobs that most high school students use to exercise.

Ever since his parents divorced, he has been learning to take care of himself. Although basic living expenses are paid on time every month, he would rather earn pocket money through his own work.

About a few years ago, when I was a freshman in junior high school, my parents signed a divorce agreement.

Of course, before this, they had experienced alienation and indifference for who knows how many years.

Like all other children from divorced families, Xingjian has been accustomed to quarrels and cold wars, big and small, in the family since childhood, to the point of being numb.

When he heard his parents had finally decided to divorce, he felt a sense of relief. He was lucky his parents divorced peacefully, otherwise, if they had continued to argue with each other after the divorce, he would have been in a lot of trouble.

So, to be honest, the wish that some parents impose on their children, "I didn't divorce that person because of you, can't you be more sensible?", is both self-indulgent and unreasonable.

In fact, the child may wish you to separate, as it will be a relief for both of you.

After the divorce, my mother quickly developed a relationship with the eldest son of a famous family who was working hard overseas. She originally wanted to bring Qing to live with her overseas, but Qing refused because she didn't want to leave.

There's no special reason. I just don't want to go home and see my mother being affectionate with another man other than my father.

Similarly, his father, who married into the Hayasaka family and changed his surname to Hayasaka, also wanted to take him to his own home to live with his remarried partner, but was rejected by Qing - for the same reason.

Maybe I'd be more comfortable alone.

From that day on, his mother and father would agree to transfer living expenses to his account every month. However, Xingjian also understood that most of his mother's money came from the wealthy family, and his father's money also came from the Hayasaka family.

So Xingjian would rather continue working than ask them for money - he has never asked for money since he moved out.

Working two jobs a week, as a restaurant waiter and a food delivery driver, the schedule just meets the working hours required of high school students.

It was still somewhat unrealistic to pay for living expenses and rent by himself, and this was the best he could do so far.

Right now, he has no qualifications or ability to talk about dreams - that's what Xingjian thinks.

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After school.

Maybe because classes haven’t officially started yet, the school ends earlier than the normal school hours.

After the opening ceremony, students came out of the classroom or gymnasium in groups of three or four, packing their backpacks. Some would stay on the playground for the first club activity of the semester, while others would walk out of the school gate directly with their good friends, chatting and laughing.

Xingjian, who was bored in the classroom and finished reading the entire comic book before leaving, closed the comic book carefully and put it into his schoolbag with the same caution - he had a little obsessive-compulsive disorder in this regard and didn't want the newly bought book to have even the slightest wrinkle.

Because he was promoted to a new grade, the students between classes were basically shuffled, so most of the faces in Group G that he was assigned to this semester were unfamiliar to him, and no one came to ask him to go home together after school.

Even if the entire class was filled with familiar faces, no one would ask him to go home with them. NPCs either acted alone or served as background members with another NPC who was a copy-paste of them. This was common sense.

Xingjian slowly packed up his schoolbag, took out a pair of not-too-cheap headphones, turned on the noise reduction mode and put them on his ears.

——Okay, this way, even if you ignore others or are ignored by others, it won’t seem too awkward.

As he skillfully opened the music software with his fingers, he glanced at a room on a floor of the opposite teaching building.

That's the science lab.

In addition to the resident guest Ms. Rio Futaba who was staying in the laboratory, there was also a brown-haired boy sitting opposite her, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

"Friends?"

Xingjian, who had originally planned to stop by the laboratory after school to say hello before leaving, raised her eyebrows, gave up the idea, and left the school directly by the shortest route.

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Unlocked characters in this chapter: Kaguya Shinomiya, Chika Fujiwara, and Ai Hayasaka

I don't know why the style of painting when it comes to Kaguya-sama becomes particularly silly...

Please forgive me for modifying some keywords due to review reasons orz

Aki Tomoya cannot predict the future: Chapter 3: The love-hate relationship caused by xx (Part 2)

It was probably when I just entered high school. One day at noon, Qing, who had squeezed hard to grab lunch in the cafeteria, saw Futaba Rio's phone with an empty phone outside the crowd.

She didn't seem to have brought any lunch, and seemed to be intimidated by the crowd that was huddled together and frantically fighting for fried noodles and bread. Her eyes gradually shifted from the crowded crowd - and then focused on Xingjian, who had squeezed out of the crowd and inadvertently walked into her field of vision.

When their eyes met, they were both stunned for a moment.

According to the development of the third-rate novel, Hoshimi should have given the unopened fried noodles bread in her hand to Futaba for free at that time, and then became a special existence in her heart from then on.

But at that time, Xingjian just turned his head away from Futaba and sat down on a bench not far from her as if nothing had happened - watching her take a bite of the food in her hand.

At that time, Miss Futaba widened her eyes in surprise and couldn't say anything.

Then Hoshimi looked at Futaba with an innocent face, and only occasionally lowered her head to see how much fried noodles and bread were left in her hand while she was wolfing down the food.

There was nothing he could do, he was really hungry at that time.

Instead of pleasing beautiful girls, it is better to please your own belly.

Later, Futaba probably mistakenly thought that he was deliberately showing off to her and asked with a somewhat unfriendly expression, "What do you mean?"

Xingjian, who had been eating with a calm expression, chuckled softly upon hearing this - of course the result was that Futaba's expression became increasingly confused and even a little resentful.

"If you have nothing to eat, I can help you—and now I'm full and have the energy to help. Basically, two different things."

Xingjian wiped his mouth after filling his stomach and explained calmly.

"...Have you been waiting for me to ask you?"