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

"I understand your concerns, and I will also withdraw from your club. After all, if I continue to stay in this club that you tailored for others, I will only feel exhausted and powerless. This should be a win-win choice for both of us."

After letting out a sigh of relief, Kasumigaoka Utaha seemed to have let go of a heavy responsibility that had been binding her heart for a long time, and she showed an elegant and calm smile to the stunned Aki Tomoya.

"——Isn't that right, Amaki-kun?"

"Well--"

When he heard this particularly unfamiliar name, Aki Tomoya was distracted for a moment.

The girl in front of him who gave him a formal smile was completely different from the girl who used to act like a little woman in front of him.

"boom--!!"

However, before Aki Tomoya could respond, a loud sound of a door slamming suddenly came from the study in the corridor.

What followed was the sound of footsteps that suddenly became more rapid.

Suddenly appearing in front of the two confronting each other was Sawamura Eriri, who was holding a cell phone with a panicked look on her face.

"Ying, Yinglili??"

Tomoya Aki couldn't understand why Eriri appeared here and was completely panicked.

"Why are you at Shiyu-senpai's house——"

"Hey, hey, Kasumigaoka Utaha, please go online and check the post for me right now!!"

But the girl with blonde twintails ignored the confused An Yi, walked past him and went straight to the black-haired girl, and handed her cell phone to Shiyu with an anxious look on her face.

She completely ignored An Yi's question, which made the boy with glasses stunned.

Compared to the Eriri of the past, she now seems much stranger and distant.

The feeling of uneasiness and panic in my heart deepened further.

"This post has blown up the forums—your previous book was actually plagiarized by a new book!!"

Ying Lili squatted down impatiently, opened the comment section of the post directly for Shiyu, and then slid the screen from time to time to show her the color palette evidence.

"...?"

Upon hearing the news, Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression was slightly dull. Since she started writing books, she had never cared about other people's comments about her on the Internet, so she basically would not actively pay attention to these readers' comments.

"It's really true, the comments section is already thousands of floors deep, and some anonymous netizens have even posted pictures proving it!"

Ying Lili enlarged the most conspicuous text and showed it to Shiyu. Although the latter was a little unresponsive at first, she finally took the phone with half belief and half doubt and began to carefully distinguish it.

"So, from your perspective as the original author, don't you think the passages are too similar?"

Eriri seemed to be completely unaware of the resentful look that Tomoya Aki cast at her. Now her whole heart and soul was focused solely on the current matter.

“…Indeed, the writing structure and word choice of these passages are very similar to my original text—it’s like only the names of the characters and the actions have been changed, and the rest of the text remains unchanged…”

The black-haired girl narrowed her eyes and carefully compared line after line of text, even just individual words - and then she quickly discovered something was wrong.

No one is stupid enough to plagiarize without changing the core vocabulary. No matter what, you should use synonyms to expand on it.

It's almost like...

"It's as if they've deliberately avoided making any major changes in order to make the concept of 'plagiarism' stick in people's minds...?"

Thinking of this, Kasumigaoka Utaha was stunned, and Eriri's phone almost slipped out of her hand.

"Hello--!"

Fortunately, Eriri, who was sitting next to her, was quick-witted and quickly caught her precious mobile phone.

“…You must be kidding.”

Shiyu just twitched her lips slightly, and her gaze gradually became distracted on the table.

Aki Tomoya, who was sitting opposite her, felt extremely uncomfortable and tormented.

She was facing herself—but she wasn't looking at herself at all.

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Without further ado, I'll still update if I reach 200 monthly votes before 12:00! I'm only a little over 100 monthly votes away now, everyone gosh darn it! !

I just want to find a way to bring back my senior sister's intelligence (dog head)

Kasumigaoka Utaha's Impossible End of Talent: Final Chapter: Reversal, Past, and Future (VIII)

The black-haired girl's eyes gradually turned red as she looked eagerly at another, even more distant place.

"It can only unfold like this...it must not become like this...!"

Shiyu, who had finally come to her senses after a long time, patted her cheeks. Then, as if she had suddenly understood something, she perked up and quickly picked up the phone beside her, as if she wanted to call someone.

But before she could dial, another call came in.

"Hello--Ms. Machida?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha hesitated for a long time, making a slight click of her tongue in annoyance, but finally gave up for the time being and answered the call from the editor first.

She tried to keep calm and not let her current out-of-control behavior cause trouble to others.

"Hey, Xiaoshi! The editorial department has received news that your work has been plagiarized by the new book on the top of the award-winning list! Can you please verify it now?"

"...Ms. Machida, do you remember how many works I've released since my debut, and which one is my most famous one?"

Shiha did not respond to Machida's request, but instead asked the question she really wanted to find the answer to with a serious face.

"Huh? What's the problem? Of course I remember, I'm your editor! If you include short stories and collaborations with other writers, you've already got over ten projects. You first rose to fame with 'Love Metronome,' didn't you?"

"…………I see."

After getting this answer, Kasumigaoka Utaha, who was originally holding her forehead anxiously, calmed down a little.

A phenomenon emerged that was completely different from the experience during this period.

"If Ms. Machida is already aware of my past works... does that mean that the puberty syndrome is slowly being overcome?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha raised her head and looked helplessly at the laptop computer with the screen on, which had been placed on the table.

Unbeknownst to her, in that virtual online world, a war without gunpowder was actually going on that she had never noticed.

Now the depression in my body should be gradually resolved.

"But... didn't you think about how to end it yourself?!"

After thinking carefully for a long time, Shiyu, who was feeling increasingly irritable and uneasy, gradually organized some words and replied to the editor on the other end of the phone.

"...As for the plagiarism issue, I will find a way to resolve it myself."

"...Xiao Shi, what do you mean?"

"I will...negotiate privately with the plagiarist, if possible..."

She pursed her lips and hesitated for a long time under Eriri's worried gaze.

In the end, she lowered her usually proud head.

"Please try to calm this matter down."

"...Actually, if you use this opportunity to hype yourself up, Xiaoshi, your popularity will be even higher. But if this is your decision, then I respect your opinion."

Machida muttered a few words like "Why is Xiaoshi's new work ranked so low?" and "Why does the boss seem to have no sensitivity to the issue of plagiarism? This is obviously a sudden crisis public relations in terms of public opinion." After Shiyu said goodbye, he hung up the phone.

Kasumigaoka Utaha also needs some time to sort out her emotions.

She ignored Eriri and Aki who were looking at her, and with complicated eyes, she clicked on the comment section of the color palette that had become a hot topic.

There is a long post from author k that was sent two minutes ago.

The title was three bright, bold black characters - Confession.

[Hello everyone, I am the central figure in this plagiarism incident. I am also the one who is suspected and provided evidence to question the plagiarism, K.]

I have no quibbling over anything I've done. Regarding the suspected plagiarism passages marked in the color palette post, I admit that I "borrowed" passages from the excellent romance novelist Kasumi Shiko.

However, I do have some complaints about her portrayal of this part. I'm dissatisfied with the endings she gave the characters and the inappropriate plot arrangements, so I want to use my own hands to arrange a more satisfactory ending. Is that right?

In short, Kasumi Shiko is a writer I greatly respect. However, I do have some doubts about her professionalism as a writer. I don't think someone who arbitrarily changes the ending of a work for the sake of a single person can be considered a good writer. This is irresponsible to the people they write about, and also to their own creative efforts.

I hope every author can write what they truly want to write, rather than just writing what others want to see. No one else will be responsible for your book, nor will they be responsible for you. Please take responsibility for yourself and your work. Above.

There is no doubt that this so-called "confession" which seems sincere but is actually somewhat sarcastic once again caused an uproar in the comment section once again.

Many readers criticized K for his third paragraph, questioning what qualifications he had to plagiarize other people's ideas so calmly. A random refresh of the page would reveal more than ten abusive comments.

Admittedly, if this matter is simply viewed as a case of plagiarism, and the author continues to speak out despite being unconvinced, it is understandable that everyone would be so indignant.

But Kasumigaoka Utaha couldn't do it.

"........."

She chewed over K's last few words several times in silence, and finally just pursed her lips lightly, a helpless smile emerging on her tired face.

Mixed in with deliberately inflammatory words were bits of genuine thought—was this what that guy wanted to convey to him through the confession?

"Idiot, really..."

She muttered softly, closed her eyes tiredly and smiled bitterly - she didn't know who was the fool she was talking about.

"That...senpai...?"

Because he was completely out of the matter from beginning to end and had no idea what was going on, Aki Tomoya just raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Because he gave up the idea of ​​helping Shiyu fight puberty syndrome at the beginning, he now doesn't understand what the other party is thinking.

“…Let me ask you, Amai-kun.”

As Shiyu spoke quietly, she put her phone aside. Eriri, who had been sitting next to her in a daze for a long time, was able to take the phone and curiously checked what Shiyu had seen.

"You really haven't had any romantic feelings for me at all, right?"

She looked straight at Aki Tomoya, and her firm and decisive tone seemed to not tolerate any lies.

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It is estimated that there are still two or three more updates before the final chapter is finished. Whether it can be completed within one day depends on the votes of the bosses. (dog head)

Kasumigaoka Utaha's Impossible End of Talent: Final Chapter Reversal and the Past and the Future (Part 9)

"........."

Knowing that he couldn't deceive her, the boy wiped the sweat from his face and subconsciously turned his head away as if feeling guilty.

"...I've said this before, Shiyu-senpai, you're my respected senior...and the writer I admire most. This is true regardless of whether you can make money writing..."

He used a Tai Chi technique that he was very good at to avoid directly answering this extremely targeted question.

"But if I can't make money, I can't be your business partner, Aki-kun, and I'll be kicked out of the club—it doesn't matter whether I'm your most admired writer or not, right?"

However, Shiyu's calm but logical rebuttal caught him off guard, which once again made Aki Tomoya feel the frustration of being defeated in terms of rhetoric.

"...I won't give you any more chances to change the subject or make excuses, Amami-kun."

Looking at Tomoya Aki, whose expression was uncertain and who was obviously trying hard to think of how to excuse himself, Shiyu smiled gently.

"You've always been like this, never willing to give me a definite answer."

Although the words were extremely gentle, they made Aki Tomoya feel like a thorn in his back.

"What am I to you?"

The continuous questioning from Shiyu has made Aki Tomoya, who has been in a depressed state, feel increasingly overwhelmed.

He has been trying to take Shiyu's feelings into consideration and not say anything too radical that might irritate her - but the other party kept holding on to this point and kept being aggressive.

"…I've already told you that I'm your most loyal reader."

He clenched his fists, trying hard to suppress the grievance and resentment in his heart, and explained in the calmest possible tone.

"But...I also..."

He is also just Shiyu's most loyal reader.

"——Then, as my most loyal reader, can you make sacrifices to protect my work?"

As if she had guessed that An Yi would answer like this, Shiyu tilted her head and smiled softly. Her messy hair and slightly less refined clothes made her look more charming and seductive.

"……Eh?"

"Everyone would be willing to do a favor if they can. You've done this for me before, Amami-kun—would you do it again?"

She smiled, and her mature and elegant smile seemed to contain another layer of meaning.