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

"I...I don't know whether I feel more scared or happy."

He used clumsy words to express the most real and vague emotions at this moment.

The gray-haired girl standing just inches behind him let out a long sigh, then stretched out her hand—

He gently poked the boy's shoulder with his finger, and then left his finger there.

"You are such a troublesome guy, Xingjian."

Futaba spoke slowly in a cold but no longer emotionless tone.

"I thought I had made myself clear enough, but you still don't seem to understand the situation."

Whether it was Kasumigaoka Utaha or Sawamura Eriri, they seemed to be standing up for Hoshimi—but in fact, Hoshimi's incident was just the fuse that triggered all their accumulated emotions.

They had been harboring resentment in their hearts for a long time, but they just tried not to dwell on it with the mentality of "everything has calmed down, let the past be the past."

However, Futaba Rio is different from the other two.

Futaba did not hold a long-standing grudge against Tomoya Aki because of her own affairs. Even though her impression of this person had changed from a good one at the beginning to contempt and disgust, in the final analysis, Aki had never done anything to truly offend her.

In other words, there is only one reason for Futaba's actions.

That's Xingjian.

"........."

Finally, Xingjian, who came to this conclusion after some thought, was stunned.

He turned his head slightly when the audience didn't notice, and said to Futaba with deep affection—

Thumbs up.

"Futaba A-mon—it turns out that women are just fleeting. You are the best!"

"Don't classify me as anything other than a woman, you bastard, just say it straight."

Miss Futaba retorted impatiently, then used her fingers to dig into the boy's back.

Xingjian smiled and dodged for a moment, and the atmosphere between the two finally returned to normal.

"Now that you understand, don't be stunned. The next step cannot be delayed. Are you going to throw yourself into my arms like a spoiled child for comfort?"

Futaba coughed lightly to get the topic back on track. After she said this, she silently put her fingers back into the pocket of her white coat.

"process……?"

Why does it sound like a gala? Do we have to pay attention to the time and push the process forward?

"Ah, that's right. After all, this is a play orchestrated by your sister, who is so unpredictable. She knows every step of the story."

The gray-haired girl raised her head and squinted slightly towards the glass window - a vague figure was sitting on the bench on the rooftop, appearing in Futaba's eyes through the lens.

Hayasaka Ai held her delicate and lovely cheeks in her palms, and her expression, which was originally as interested as that of an enthusiastic audience watching a circus, gradually became a little depressed as time passed.

"Sigh, I thought he was an interesting opponent, but it ended up like this... It's slowly getting boring - it's about time to call it a day."

She raised her wrist and tapped her smartwatch lightly, looking a little listless.

"Let's finish work early, Kasumigaoka-san. The sun will set soon and I still need to take Xiaoqing out to play and relax."

"........."

In the classroom, almost at the same time, Kasumigaoka Utaha's expression changed.

She listened to the sound coming from the Bluetooth headset hidden under her hair, raised her head to look in the direction of the rooftop, and nodded.

Okay, let’s do it quickly – clean up this mess as soon as possible.

Kasumigaoka Utaha straightened up and turned her gaze to Aki Tomoya, who was standing in front of her and looked a little unstable.

Xing Jianqing will never be alone again: The final chapter: The boy will never be alone again (Part 2)

He never had the courage to face the gazes of the audience on the other side of the screen - he just stared blankly at the floor, muttering to himself like a madman, "It's not my fault," "It's not my fault at all," and so on.

If Shiyu hadn't blocked the door, he would have fled without caring about anything.

"There's no point in bringing up the past again and again, so let's focus on the present, Mr. Ethics."

Shiyu coughed lightly, and her wine-red eyes seemed to see through Aki Tomoya sharply and clearly.

"Putting citizens' private information online without their permission—and inciting public opinion and distorting the facts—has had a significant impact on the lives of those affected. This is a despicable act that can be criminalized with just enough evidence."

Having said that, the black-haired girl with a headband turned slightly to the side and glanced at the expressions of the people on the other side of the screen.

After noticing that some of their expressions changed, Shiyu narrowed her eyes slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in the smile in her eyes.

"But speaking of which, you've really picked the perfect method, Ethics-kun. With just a little bit of incitement and provoking the masses, you can eliminate those you dislike without bloodshed—and you've actually exploited our righteous and united people in this way. You're quite the expert."

Her somewhat subtle tone not only made Aki Tomoya, whose pain point was touched, grimace slightly, but also made many students sitting in the auditorium lower their heads in shame.

Shiyu looked at An Yi, whose face was pale, and took a step back with a complicated expression.

She cut off the live broadcast between the auditorium and the lecture hall.

"Eh?"

"what happened?"

Of course, this action also caused an uproar among the people in the auditorium who were originally concentrating on eating melons.

"I was just enjoying it, why did it suddenly stop?"

"It's okay, it's okay. I recorded it all anyway. I'll post it on the forum later so we can all enjoy it together!"

The auditorium was in chaos again. Many people even took out their phones and started typing on the keyboards, trying to spread what they saw and heard as much as possible.

Just then——

"Ah, ah, ah, the culprit was caught, but the person who was slandered ended up being ignored. This reality is a little too cruel, don't you think, Kunimi?"

A short curly brown-haired boy who had been standing at the gate without knowing when was talking to the short black-haired boy next to him in a high-pitched voice with a helpless expression, as if no one was around.

The latter also had a meaningful smile on his face and responded to the brown-haired boy's sarcasm in a tone that sounded very normal.

"There's nothing we can do about it. We've all been deceived, so we have preconceived notions. Justice may be late, but it will never be absent, right?"

The boy called Kunimi said with a smile, which sounded irritating but was actually thought-provoking. The brown-haired boy beside him seemed to understand what he meant, and also smiled and repeated for a long time, "Yes, yes, it's not too late to recognize the mistakes you made."

Rio Futaba, who was standing on the podium, couldn't help but notice the two guys. After a brief moment of astonishment, she quickly came to her senses and sighed with a complicated expression.

"...Why are those two idiots joining in on the fun?"

But all in all, it's clear that their "inadvertent" conversation was not without effect.

Because of this sudden development, the class leader who had been completely stunned came to his senses. After carefully savoring the conversation between the two "spectators", he gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Right on, everyone! We've always been saying that when others do something wrong, they should be brave enough to bear the consequences – but then we relax the standards when it comes to ourselves. That's absolutely not okay!"

He used a loud and powerful voice to stop some people who wanted to leave after watching the show, not taking the vicious words he had said to heart at all, and then turned his gaze to the black-haired boy standing in the corner of the podium.

The latter already looked somewhat indifferent, and only after noticing his gaze did he meet the class leader's gaze in a daze.

"...Hoshimi-kun's incident has truly taught us a lesson. We blindly believed public opinion without independent thought, and were even led and exploited by those with ulterior motives—and then we still claim to be clear-headed and righteous. It's truly ironic. I... can't speak for others, but..."

The class leader took off his glasses and took a deep breath——

Then he politely bowed 90 degrees to Xingjian on the stage.

"On my own behalf, I would like to express my sincerest apologies to you, Mr. Hoshimi. I am truly sorry for the misunderstanding and for pinning the blame on you."

"........."

Now it wasn't just the stars on the stage who were getting agitated. Many students in their seats were also starting to get agitated because of the class leader's actions.

A few girls who were already skeptical about this matter hesitated for a moment, then nodded shamefully to the boy on the stage and said sorry in a low voice.

With the first person acting as a representative, classmates followed one after another and appeared in voices as tiny as mosquitoes - among them were some fashionable girls and athletic boys who had once harbored great malice towards Xingjian. They all apologized in a low voice, either sincerely or awkwardly.

"...I was impulsive. I'm sorry."

"I didn't expect that the information was so fake..."

"Kasumigaoka-senpai and Sawamura-san both stand on Hoshimi's side. I still trust their character..."

"Anyway, I'm sorry..."

These inconsistent and chaotic sounds are not uniform at all, but when they overlap, they are extremely clear.

Of course, there were also people who stubbornly refused to apologize, but Xingjian, standing on the stage, just stared blankly at the apologies from those who had once poured malice towards her, some of which were frank or reluctant, with a subtle expression.

Futaba behind him just made a disgusted expression of "Oh really, this scene is so corny" and then gently extended her hand -

He pushed the boy back to the center of the podium and hid himself behind the curtain.

She watched as the boy, who was originally shrouded in the shadows of the corner with her, was gradually immersed in the bright light, but there was only a hint of satisfaction and relief in her eyes.

Futaba Rio left through the backstage stairs where no one would notice, leaving the light-filled podium to the black-haired boy.

This is a stage that belongs only to him and has been delayed for many years.

At the same time, in the lecture hall.

"Oh, the timing is perfect."

After Kasumigaoka Utaha cut off the video, a blonde girl appeared at the door - she smiled and waved the watch on her wrist, looking like a little kid who was extremely excited after winning a game.

Shiyu didn't say anything, just glanced at An Yi lightly, then brushed past the blonde girl and walked out of the door of the lecture hall.

She looked like someone who had completed a mission, with a natural expression and quick and decisive movements.

"...?"

Aki Tomoya looked at the stranger in confusion - why would an unfamiliar person come out to stir up trouble at this point?

"Nice to meet you, Tomoya Aki-kun—I've admired your name for a long time, and I know all about your deeds."

The blonde girl took small steps and skipped to Aki Tomoya, tilting her head towards him with a smile as bright as the sun on her face.

"You're truly amazing! When you can't resolve something head-on, you attack it privately. You're the perfect example of playing to your strengths and avoiding your weaknesses. I still have a lot to learn from you."

"...Stop mocking me with such disgusting sarcasm!"

An Yi naturally heard the sarcasm disguised as admiration, and was so angry that her already red cheeks almost turned blue.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?!"

"Hey, what a terrible attitude. I'm trying to help you."

"………help me?"

"Yes, yes."

The blonde girl smiled and winked, then moved her head slightly closer to Aki Tomoya—

She leaned in and whispered softly in his ear, her tone as gentle as a lover's whisper.

"Violating privacy rights, disseminating citizens' private information on public platforms without authorization, and even accusing them of unfounded crimes—if all of these things were brought to light, you, Tomoya Aki, would spend countless years in juvenile detention."

Although the tone was the most gentle and sweet, the words that came out of it made Aki Tomoya shiver all over.

"But don't worry, don't worry. That's based on the premise that there's evidence and a case has to be filed~"

The blonde girl pulled back with a smile, her bright smile tinged with a hint of subtle yet meaningful teasing.

"I can help you avoid legal sanctions."

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I guess I can start the love line after writing for a while~

Xing Jianqing will never be alone again: The final chapter: The boy will never be alone again (Part 3)

Standing in the center of the auditorium, the boy, who had once again become the center of attention, looked a little uncomfortable.

Even though those who had spoken harshly to him in the audience were now apologizing to him, either frankly or awkwardly - he still didn't feel very relaxed.

Their malice and kindness came so carelessly and frivolously that they seemed like grass on the wall that could change at will with the direction of public opinion.

Therefore, Xingjian actually couldn't let go of everything that had happened and accept their apology from the bottom of her heart.

In the end, he just opened his eyes wide and carefully looked at the person who apologized to him today, then turned away without saying a word.

He walked down the dark stairs from the podium with an expressionless face.

"...?"

Futaba, who was standing in a dark corner and silently watching his back, was stunned, but before she could step forward, Xingjian, who was walking towards her, grabbed her wrist and left.