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

"But if I'm guessing correctly, you never intended to let me participate in your plan from the beginning, right?"

What Shiyu had said to her before were actually just provocations deliberately mixed with personal emotions.

"Ah, Sawamura-kun, you are so self-aware. It really saves me a lot of time explaining things."

Kasumigaoka Shika admitted it calmly. She smiled and tossed her hair, still speaking frankly.

"After all, how do you position a teammate who's so emotional and loses control when angry? That's an unprecedented challenge. Well, to put it simply, you don't know how to get along with a bad teammate, right?"

"Kasumigaoka Utaha! You——"

"But, Sawamura-san, you have indeed impressed me."

Shiyu smiled and interrupted Eriri who was about to explode, and expressed her sincere thoughts in a tone that was no longer joking.

"Look, even without anyone else's instructions or orders, you still rushed forward to stand in front of your friend. This is what I admire most from the bottom of my heart."

Shiyu no longer hid the smile in her eyes, but let it show on her face, in front of Eriri who looked a little stunned.

"I understand, Sawamura-kun. You are the kind of person who is not bound by plans, but can stand up according to your own inner thoughts."

Shiyu took a deep breath, and then for the first time, she told Eriri her opinion of her in a very straightforward manner with a smile.

"I don't dislike this kind of Sawamura-kun."

"what--"

And Eriri's face suddenly changed color after these words came out of Shiyu's mouth.

"How about, I actually like it a little bit?"

"Wait, wait a minute, Kasumigaoka Utaha!! You're so corny, shut up right now!"

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Midoriya's club is gone~ Where will Eriri and the senior go? (dog head)

Xing Jianqing can't be alone again: In the end, he is no longer a bystander character and his destiny (Part 2)

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Shiyu restrained the devilish thoughts that inadvertently emanated from her, smiled and shook her head, then gently leaned her upper body against the railing beside the corridor.

"Our performance ends perfectly here, Sawamura-kun."

She narrowed her eyes slightly, watching the black car carrying her friends driving away, and the smile on her face gradually showed a sense of relief.

"It should have been a prince saving a princess, but we turned it into a beauty saving a hero."

An inexplicable emotion gradually filled Shiyu's wine-red eyes.

The "Prince" who was rescued should no longer feel lonely now.

“…But after the show is over, where should the performers go?”

“………Hmm.”

Ying Lili, who was originally standing there angrily and not intending to look at Shiyu, noticed that the other party was now feeling a little melancholy - she heard the implication of Shiyu's words, so her expression also stiffened a little.

Yes, the place where they originally were has been shattered.

"Originally, we were just partners who were asked to come together. But now the club has fallen apart, and I've even seen the true face of the person I once loved—"

The black-haired girl lazily leaned her plump upper body against the railing, looking a little dejected.

"It's really like drawing water with a bamboo basket, it's all in vain."

Who will provide them with a place to stay next?

"...Kasumigaoka Utaha, have you submitted your resignation application?"

"Well, if it weren't for the Hoshimi-kun incident, I was going to submit it as soon as I got back this semester. I guess you're the same, Sawamura?"

"………Um."

"Ah, it seems that this is the only area where we have reached an unprecedented consensus."

Shiyu straightened her back casually, brushed her long, shiny, black hair, and when she looked at Eriri, she regained her usual confident and elegant look.

"Well, then, the only thing we had in common with you, Sawamura-kun, is gone."

"………Um."

"From now on, whether in school or outside of school, we who were once enemies can now go our separate ways and keep our distance. This is what you've been dreaming of for a long time, right?"

"………Um."

"In that case, our relationship as club members that has lasted for a semester can now come to a perfect end here."

Perhaps having expected Eriri to have such a reaction, Shiyu smiled softly, and her wine-red eyes still flickered with a complex light that was difficult to guess.

"Well then. Let's say goodbye now, Sawamura—"

"——Even though we're no longer members of the club, we can still date, right?!"

Eriri's abrupt question brought Shiyu's farewell words to an abrupt halt.

“………Eh?”

The girl with blonde twintails raised her head awkwardly, and turned away her slightly red cheeks awkwardly. Her sparkling yet evasive blue eyes were secretly watching Shiyu's expression.

"Yeah, I know. It's come to this. The club is definitely dead in name only—but even so, we don't have to completely cut off contact!"

Under Shiyu's slightly surprised gaze, Eriri spoke out her true feelings in a rude and sometimes stiff tone.

"I, I actually... don't hate you, Kasumigaoka Utaha."

The blonde girl with twintails and blushing cheeks stretched out her pink little fist towards the speechless black-haired girl, her expression serious and focused.

"Putting aside your terrible personality, I still admire your abilities—I mean, if I may…"

Eriri swallowed her saliva, and then made her invitation to Shiyu in an extremely serious tone.

"——Let's work together!"

She will be responsible for the character design and illustrations of Shiyu's novel, so that the two of them can still establish a bond and relationship beyond the broken "members of the same club".

"The strongest light novel writer and the strongest illustrator—the two of us, together, will surely carve out a niche in the industry!"

"........."

Shiyu was speechless for a moment, and after suppressing the slight disbelief in her eyes, her look towards Eriri became more complicated.

"It's not me who's in charge of liaising with the artist, Sawamura-kun."

"I know. I'll discuss this with your editor."

"I don't have the right to negotiate the artist's fees, you know?"

"It doesn't matter. It depends on how much your editor is willing to pay. I don't mind. It doesn't matter if you're not used to it at first and the pace is not so fast. We can just take it slow later!"

“………Alas, you really are…”

After the black-haired girl asked all the questions and received immediate answers, she shook her head with a somewhat amused look.

"However, I have to admit, Sawamura-kun, you are the most talented and hardworking person I have ever met."

"Well……"

"And I don't really dislike this kind of willfulness that always comes out in strange places."

Kasumigaoka Utaha stretched out her hand and made a friendly handshake gesture to Miss Eriri who raised her fist in front of her.

"Then, I'll give you half of my creative career from now on—please give me your guidance, Miss Eriri."

"Woo——"

The blonde girl, whose name was called, shuddered like a cute puppy that was suddenly called, and an unnatural blush appeared on her tender face.

She hesitated for a moment, then raised her hand stiffly, pretending to be calm and changing her fist into a handshake with the black-haired girl.

"Please give me your guidance in the future...Shiyu."

Hoshimi was taken to the Student Union Office of Shuchiin Academy by Ishigami, Shirogane, and their group. Shinomiya Kaguya and Fujiwara Chika, who stayed there, prepared a celebration for him that wasn't grand but definitely elaborate.

No one said anything, and no one mentioned their previous experiences, but Xingjian could truly feel their deep concern.

To liven things up, they replayed the unfinished game, but this time, because Shigong was present, they inserted her character card into the game.

Futaba, who was not good at dealing with this kind of atmosphere, was just like Shiyu a few weeks ago, confused but still watching their game progress attentively.

Everyone played until it was completely dark. The uncle from the school security department came to urge them to leave the school, and then he reluctantly turned off the lights in the student union office.

As the sun sets on this evening, old groups fall apart—but new bonds are also born.

Perhaps this is just the beginning of a new story for both him and them.

Hoshimi Haru can't be alone again: Postscript: Miss Hayasaka Ai's aftermath

In a narrow room with dim lighting, damp air and a hint of coldness in the air.

Sitting at the wooden table in the middle of the room, feeling the dazzling light from the incandescent lamp above his head, the black-haired boy pushed his black-framed glasses, looking a little flustered and restless.

The pale, dazzling light hovered above his head, making him feel that the ordinary-looking blonde girl sitting in front of him seemed somewhat unreal and distorted.

"Um... Miss Hasaka."

According to the name the blonde girl had told him before, Tomoya Aki expressed his doubts with some trepidation.

"You said you would help me solve my current problem... What kind of solution is that?"

"Huh? Well, don't worry, don't worry. I mean what I say."

In stark contrast to the nervous Aki Tomoya, the blonde girl, who was even leisurely looking at her newly painted nails, raised her eyebrows indifferently.

"It just requires you to do something."

"Do...what?"

"Use your TAKI-kun account to take the blame for framing innocent people and announce your permanent withdrawal from that circle."

"W-What?! That's the account I've been working on for a long time—"

"You'd choose between the groundless online attacks and the disgrace of being treated like a rat in real life and being humiliated by everyone?

"Well………"

Even though any normal person could figure out which of the two was more important at this moment, Aki Tomoya was still obviously shaken.

——Because he was unhappy in real life, the only identity he had on the Internet could bring him comfort.

"Ah, now it's too late to regret it."

The blonde girl who called herself Hasaka smiled and narrowed her eyes slightly, holding her chin with her hand and looking at Aki Tomoya with interest, whose expression was changeable.

"Because from the moment you walked into this room with me, your fate is no longer in your own hands, my dear Aki Tomoya-kun."

“………Eh?”

Snapped--

With the sound of crisp finger snaps, the gray curtains in the narrow room were suddenly pulled open—

Only then did Tomoya Aki realize that the small room he had walked into was similar to the interrogation room in a criminal investigation drama.

The only difference was that he could clearly see through the transparent glass embedded in the entire wall the men in suits and ties standing in the corridor, staring at him intently.

Without exception, they all wore navy blue suits, and their stern expressions complemented their black sunglasses.

And now, just like himself, they are all looking at each other through the glass window.

When Tomoya Aki realized that he had come to a very extraordinary place, his face turned pale instantly.

"W-what's going on?!"

He couldn't help but slam the table and stand up, his emotions a little difficult to control like a frightened beast - and the blonde girl sitting opposite him just watched his every move with a leisurely look as if watching a circus, and even crossed her legs lazily.

"Calm down, don't worry. Amaki Tomoya-kun, even if you get mad now, it won't change anything, so it's better to be honest."

Miss Hasaka stretched out leisurely like a kitten that had just woken up, and there was a hint of playfulness in her eyes as she looked at the frightened boy with glasses.

"W-What are you going to do to me?!"

"Oh, I'm not going to do anything to you—at least not with my own hands."

Miss Hasaka simply shrugged indifferently at Tomoya Aki's pretentious and arrogant attitude.

"It's nothing more than finding an excuse to make you drop out of school and make your social identity completely disappear from this world."