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

He stared at the sky for a while.

"Hey, hey, hey! Haru!"

However, this brief moment of silence did not last long, as it was broken by Miss Eriri who suddenly opened the floor-to-ceiling window and stuck her head out.

"I have something very important to discuss with you!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Xingjian had to restrain his leisurely mood of admiring the moon. He turned around and looked at Eriri with a complicated expression, looking a little confused.

"That's the one……"

Miss Eriri cautiously glanced back at Kato who was watching TV at the table and Futaba who was leaning on the bed and was about to fall asleep due to boredom, and then met Hoshimi's gaze.

"...Where do I sleep tonight?"

She asked the question in a tentative tone.

"Hello, please go home and sleep in your own bed once you've recovered."

The boy responded in a serious tone.

"But it's so late now, the train home might not be running! And I definitely can't pack all my stuff and get home in one night!"

"...You're not planning to spend another night with me for free, are you, Eriri? So you like me that much?"

"Kouqu, Qing, don't be so self-indulgent. If I wasn't worried about leaving my painting tools with you, I wouldn't be able to take them away from you in front of Kato and the others. I would have turned around and left long ago."

Miss Eriri rolled her eyes at Hoshimi mercilessly.

"Besides, you sleep like a dead pig every night without moving at all. Who would want to sleep in the same room with you..."

"I'm sorry I slept like a dead pig, but it's better than Eriri-san snoring in the middle of the night and waking everyone up."

"you--!"

Fortunately, the entire conversation between the two took place on the balcony. If someone accidentally heard it, it might be misunderstood as some kind of decadent relationship.

In the middle of his daily banter with Eriri, Hoshimi's phone in his trouser pocket rang with a Line message alert, forcing him to temporarily give up his wonderful idea of ​​further persecuting Eriri and turn on his phone.

"what……"

When he opened the lock screen and saw the letter, he was subconsciously stunned.

"Let me guess, the person who sent the message was a girl?"

"……Um."

"Huh, business is really busy."

Eriri, who had just been choked and speechless, could only force a smile and show off at this moment.

"Having so many girls at home isn't enough, you're even flirting with other girls on your phone. Qing, you're such a wicked man. Perhaps you could try being a gigolo in the future? After all, you're pretty much the best with women."

"Well, then I think it's better to stop being so reckless and settle down to find a girl and start a family. After all, how can you, Eriri, have a complete family if you don't find a partner?"

"You—you, your nonchalant tone is what makes me so angry. You're even worse than my dad!! And don't change the subject. Who is this woman?!"

Miss Eriri now looked just like an angry high school girl who had caught her father cheating with another woman. She pointed at Hoshimi's phone with a ferocious expression, as if she was about to blurt out the interrogation "Who is this vixen!"

In response, Hoshimi's father simply turned his phone screen towards Eriri with a calm expression.

"The other party is Kasumigaoka-senpai."

“………Eh?”

And Eriri's expression suddenly froze when she saw the LINE message on the screen.

The account with the note "Kasumigaoka-senpai" only sent a simple text message.

"Is there a chance we can meet and talk? I don't have anyone else to turn to except you."

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So according to Eriri's logic: Dad is Haru and Mom is Senpai (dog head)

Eriri: Who cheated on me? And who did I cheat on again?! (Funny)

Kasumigaoka Utaha is unlikely to be out of ideas: Chapter 2: A not-so-peaceful journey home (Part 1)

"Is there a chance we can meet and talk? I don't have anyone else to turn to except you... Are you sure this is something that that arrogant woman, Kasumigaoka Utaha, would say?"

Miss Eriri frowned and held her phone, thinking carefully about this sentence for a long time, then raised her head and met Hoshimi's gaze with some confusion.

"Could this Kasumigaoka Utaha be someone else impersonating her?"

Then I came to this very stupid conclusion.

"If you click on the profile page, you'll know if this person is an imposter or not."

Hoshimi shook her head helplessly, reached out and gently tapped and slid on the screen of her mobile phone, and under Eriri's suspicious gaze, she slid down to Kasumigaoka Utaha's personal page on the LINE.

"Hmm... Qing, even if you show me, I don't know. I don't have any connection with this girl... How can I know what her normal interface is like?"

Then her evasive voice became quieter and quieter.

"Besides, why does it have to be based on the premise that I have a connection with this girl? Do I know her well?"

"Okay, okay, we don't know her well." (Good reading)

"Who are you trying to annoy with such a perfunctory tone?"

Hoshimi ignored Eriri who was indignant and wanted to redress her injustice. She frowned slightly and began to think about how to reply to Kasumigaoka's message.

Although I used to be a loyal reader of "Love Metronome" and I am still following the works of teacher Kasumigaoka Utaha - but I still have little connection with Kasumigaoka Utaha herself.

"Come to think of it, I haven't been reading much of Kasumi Shiko's books lately."

If Kasumigaoka hadn't suddenly sent him a text message that reminded him of this series of memories, he would have almost forgotten about it.

"Well, no matter what, there must be a ghost in there."

Unable to embarrass herself at all costs, Eriri snorted softly and folded her hands in front of her body in a pretentious manner.

"Who would believe that Kasumigaoka Utaha would be so humble as to ask for help from a junior classmate she barely knows? I don't believe it. I'm also her junior classmate, and I've never seen her show such an attitude towards me."

"I think it's only right not to show that kind of attitude towards you, Eriri."

Hoshimi wisely kept this persecution in her heart and did not say it out loud. Then she opened her mobile phone keyboard and typed a line of reply to Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Excuse me, what happened?"

It was just a normal tone of response to a senior, nothing strange about it.

After a while, Kasumigaoka Utaha's reply appeared quickly.

"This matter is a little complicated... If possible, could you please come to my house and sit down and talk it over? Although it's late at night, it might cause you trouble and inconvenience."

Although her words at the end clearly left Xingjian a way out, the previous request still had a sense of an irresistible request.

Will there ever be a day when Kasumigaoka Utaha, who can easily solve any problem on her own, would desperately seek help from others...?

"..."

Xingjian stared at the screen in a daze, obviously realizing the seriousness of the matter.

"Let me see... Ha, is this guy trying to seduce you to her house?"

But it was obvious that Eriri, who forced her head closer to see the reply, didn't think so.

"Qing, you wouldn't fall for such a low-level honey trap, would you?"

She thought about it for a moment, then pouted and made a guess.

"By the way, could this be a prank? It's one of those tricks this woman is so good at, keeping you on suspense and making you worry about her—and once you realize you've been tricked, she'll be incredibly pleased with herself."

"I think Kasumigaoka-senpai is definitely not as boring as you, Eriri..."

“Who are you calling boring?!”

Although she was furious, after noticing the seriousness in Hoshimi's expression, Eriri calmed down and began to think carefully about the whole story.

"...But what you said seems to be true. When we met her a few days ago, there did seem to be something wrong with that woman in Kasumigaoka."

"Yeah, but at that time she was still able to pretend everything was normal in front of us."

Xingjian nodded in agreement, then picked up the phone again and tapped on the keyboard with his fingers.

"...Hey Qing, why don't we go take a look."

After a long silence, Eriri made this suggestion in a calm voice.

"Of course, I'm not worried about that woman. I just want to see what kind of state that girl has fallen into and still need help from the people around her, and prepare to laugh at her."

Eriri tried hard to hide her unnatural expression, raised her snow-white chin and pretended to be disdainful.

"Oh, okay, okay. You went there to laugh at your seniors, I understand."

The boy Xingjian was no longer surprised by her behavior. He responded nonchalantly like a professional supporting actor, and then raised a new question.

"I don't mind. The meal is almost over, and everyone can go home. But Eriri, you haven't even decided where to sleep tonight. Do you have the time to care about others?"

"Huh? Haru, are you stupid?"

Eriri rolled her eyes at him as if she had heard something very boring, and then said something in a nonchalant tone that made Hoshimi look at her with a slightly new perspective.

"Rather than where to sleep tonight, the more important issue is obviously that Kasumigaoka Utaha guy. Is there anything to think about?"

Eriri casually tossed her ponytail, then turned around and prepared to walk into the room.

"Let's go to Kasumigaoka's house after everyone leaves. There's no time to lose."

"Oh……"

The boy Xingjian stood there in confusion, watching her close the floor-to-ceiling window and walk into the room. The surprise that had just shocked him had not completely disappeared.

Well, although he also planned to go and see the situation, Eriri's answer was still a little beyond his expectations.

He had always thought that Eriri and Shiwa were incompatible opponents who disliked each other...but now this perception is probably going to be overturned.

Actually, it does exist. There is that kind of relationship where two people are opposed to each other and quarrel as soon as they meet, but still regard each other as very important people.

Perhaps this is the case with Eriri Sawamura and Utaha Kasumigaoka.

After all, it seems like they have a very good relationship.

Xingjian raised his eyebrows, quietly followed Eriri, opened the floor-to-ceiling window and walked into the room, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

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Qing: My daughter is in love with my favorite writer. Should I be happy or happy or happy? (Funny)

Kasumigaoka Utaha is unlikely to be out of ideas: Chapter 2: The not-so-quiet journey home (Part 2)

"Hey, do we have to leave after dinner?"

Xingjian went straight to the kitchen. Miss Hasaka, who was washing dishes with her sleeves rolled up, turned around and looked at him pitifully with a somewhat disappointed look.

How should I put it, the cute expression she showed now was very consistent with that of a pure girls' high school student, so much so that even the boy Xingjian felt a little overwhelmed.

"Why is that? I want to play at my cute brother's house for a while longer!"

The blonde girl shook her shoulders as if she was very dissatisfied with the situation, and her cute face with a pout was full of unhappiness.

"Well, after dinner I have something to go out for."

Hoshimi cleared her throat and tried to get away with it by thinking, "This must be my sister's cute JK form."

She's so uncharacteristically cute, it's a little hard to bear.

"What about Ms. Sawamura? Do you still have to stay at Xiaoqing's place?"

"That... I'm not sure yet. But if she has to stay at my place tonight, one of us will have to sleep in the bathroom."

"Ah, why is it that Sawamura kid can live in the same room with the cute Haru for so long and it seems like it's his right? I'm so envious..."

Miss Hasaka turned around with an unhappy look on her face and continued to wash the dishes obediently. Her mumbling tone was full of jealousy, as if she was watching other children holding their favorite dolls.

Hmm... has she really gotten into the role to this point? Should we say her acting is superb, or is there a slight chance she's genuine?

Xingjian held his forehead and put this somewhat annoying problem behind him for the time being.

"Do you need any help? They seem to be playing tarot cards in the living room. If I come and lend a hand, you should be able to finish work early and play with them, too."

"No need, we're already finishing the work."

After Miss Hasaka said this very gently, she piled the clean pots and pans back to their original places, wiped her hands with a towel, turned around and smiled at the boy who was ready to help.