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

“Okay… okay, okay, here it comes… wooo.”

Xingjian endured the doorbell ringing one after another, forced himself to throw away the sleepiness that was still lingering in his head, and climbed out of bed helplessly.

He yawned and quickened his pace towards the entrance. When he got out of bed, he even wore his slippers loosely.

"Excuse me, who is here so early in the morning—hmm."

When he pushed open the door in a depressed mood, what suddenly jumped into his sight was a blonde girl carrying a suitcase and dressed in a lively manner.

"Hey, good morning, Xiaoqing."

The blonde girl tilted her head with a smile, and raised her hand excitedly to make a gesture representing "Yeah (σ≧?≦)σ" to the sleepy boy.

"Today, I'll be joining your travel plans as the hottie from Shuchiin, Hayasaka Ai—your older sister, Xiaoqing. I've come to let you know beforehand, so please take care of me!"

"Oh."

"...Isn't this response a bit too cold? Could you please smile a little more and respond a little more to the lovely sister who suddenly showed up at your doorstep early in the morning?"

"Just like you said, sister, I had to get out of bed unwillingly early in the morning and open the door for you who came uninvited. It's good that I didn't look depressed."

The boy Hoshimi curled his lips helplessly, but he couldn't chase the pouting Miss Hayasaka out of his house, so he could only sigh and turn sideways to invite her into the house.

It’s a good thing that he didn’t have a bad temper when he woke up, otherwise he might have locked Hayasaka out.

"Alright, alright—Xiaoqing, be good and don't be angry."

After Miss Hayasaka slipped into the boy's house with light steps, she turned around with a sweet smile on her face and stood on tiptoe to touch the head of the black-haired boy, who still had a bit of depression on his face.

"We have to leave in an hour or two. I can also make sure you don't oversleep, Xiaoqing."

That being said, Hoshimi was actually very happy that Hayasaka listened to his advice and joined the trip - but he always felt that the way Miss Hayasaka stroked his head was like she was rubbing the hair of a large dog, which gave him a strange feeling.

"How's it going? Have you packed your luggage? Have you brought all the necessary toiletries and phone chargers? Remember to check it one last time before you leave. But even if you forget something when you get to your destination, it's okay. I'll help you out~"

"Everything is packed... I packed everything last night. I'll just pick up the suitcase and be done with it later."

And it’s not that he doesn’t like Miss Hayasaka’s doting tone... It’s just that Hoshimi always feels like he is being treated as a naughty and ignorant little son, and the atmosphere between the two of them is more like that of an old mother and a young son.

I always feel like something is amiss.

"Ha—wait for me half an hour. We can set off straight away after I finish washing up."

After yawning, Hoshimi put her hands in her pockets and walked slowly towards the sink in front of the bathroom - and Miss Hayasaka, who didn't feel that she had to avoid any suspicion, blinked and followed closely.

"Huh? Leaving for the station platform so early? Didn't we agree on a time of ten?"

"Ah, it is indeed ten o'clock."

Obviously, the Xingjian boy, who had not yet recovered from his sleep, scratched the itchy spot on his arm, then straightened his disheveled pajamas, walked to the sink with a look of despair, and picked up the toothbrush and cup.

"Then why leave at eight? Even if we walk, it only takes us half an hour at most to reach the platform."

Miss Hayasaka followed him closely with her lively blue eyes blinking the whole time, and followed wherever Hoshimi went - judging by her performance, she should be a fusion of an energetic hot girl and a considerate and gentle older sister.

"Well—I'll have to take a detour a bit."

While I could see myself in the mirror, looking listless and having just woken up, I could also notice the figure of Hayasaka Ai leaning against the wall in the lower left corner of the screen, looking at me.

But Hoshimi, who had no grudges at all because of Hayasaka's presence, simply squeezed the toothpaste calmly, filled the toothbrush holder with water, and began his daily routine of brushing his teeth and washing his face.

"My original plan was to pick up Futaba from her house after waking up this morning, and then we'd go to the platform together to meet up with everyone else. Well, although I'm a little surprised by your sudden visit, it doesn't matter. At most, the three of us will go to the platform together."

"Futaba...that Futaba Rio-san? Your friend, Koharu?"

Miss Hayasaka Ai seemed a little moved when she heard the name, but she quickly suppressed this subtle change in expression.

"Ah, yes."

"Why bother with all that? So, Xiaoqing, you're one of those athletic, health-conscious teenagers who really enjoys morning exercise?"

"No, not really... I love sleeping in. This time is just an exception, nothing more."

Having said that, Xingjian let out a sigh of relief, and his expression looked a bit resentful, which was rare.

"Because when I invited Futaba to travel with us, that guy made a request to me with something really annoying: 'It's not impossible, but I'll only consider fully agreeing if you can guarantee that you can make my trip a very pleasant one.'"

"In other words, 'You have to serve me well, otherwise I might regret it at any time'..."

"It's hard to disagree with you, sister."

As expected of Ms. Hayasaka Ai, her reading comprehension ability must be 100 points or higher.

"But...it turns out that Koharu also invited Ms. Futaba to join their travel plans."

Having said that, Miss Hayasaka seemed to have strayed from the main point a little - but she herself did not notice this. Instead, she was thinking deeply about the matter, and the cheerful and relaxed expression on her face became a little gloomy.

It seems that what she considers "special" is not the only special thing in his mind.

Is it because I am too sentimental that I misunderstood?

"...Then, let's hurry up and set off."

However, the blonde girl did not lose herself in these emotions - instead, she quickly pulled herself out of the quagmire of deep thought with a calm expression as if nothing had happened, and met Xingjian's occasional glances with a bright and energetic smile.

"We can't keep Futaba-san waiting too long. After all, that kid seems to enjoy getting angry at you, Haru. It would be bad if he takes advantage of the situation."

Miss Hayasaka very naturally pushed the boy's luggage piled in the corner out of the narrow aisle and began to make all the preparations for him to go out in advance.

"Well, Futaba is just that kind of person. Just because she says something mean doesn't mean she really means it. Besides, I'm used to it anyway, so it doesn't matter."

Hoshimi explained to his best friend Miss Futaba in a calm tone. At the same time, he saw from the reflection in the mirror that Hayasaka had prepared his luggage with great care, and then returned to where he was and watched him wash up with a smile. His expression was a little subtle.

Sometimes my sister is too considerate, and I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

"Um... Hayasaka-nee."

The black-haired boy spit out all the mouthwash in his mouth, rinsed the toothbrush in the toothbrush holder and put it back in its place, then turned his head slightly and met Hayasaka's gentle gaze without changing his expression.

"It's okay to just call me Ai-sister, right?"

"Uh... then, Ai-sister..."

"What's up, Xiaoqing?"

"I... need to go to the bathroom next."

Seeing Hayasaka's extremely excited look, Hoshimi could only point in the direction of the toilet with an awkward but polite smile.

"Oh, go ahead."

Miss Hayasaka Ai blinked in confusion, then nodded indifferently to indicate that he could come on if he wanted.

"I also think that my meaning, [I need to go to the bathroom, please step aside], has been made clear, albeit a little euphemistically."

And that response was just too good to be true. (In every sense of the word) Are there no penalties for puns?

"Xiaoqing, you go ahead and do your thing. It doesn't make any difference if I just stand here."

The blonde girl tilted her head in confusion, her face full of innocence and confusion.

"Besides, it's not like you can't close the door."

"........."

Xingjian glanced sullenly at the glass door that stood between the two of them, which was almost transparent but at least allowed one to see clearly a person's figure. In the end, he could only sigh with a complicated expression and close the bathroom door resignedly.

"Although I'm not at a disadvantage at all, sister, you really don't have the slightest idea that men and women should avoid suspicion."

After all, this kind of thing can only make people feel relaxed and happy in romantic comedies. If it happens in real life, it will be so embarrassing that you will want to dig out a two-bedroom apartment with your toes.

"........."

Miss Hayasaka Ai just watched the defeated Hoshimi close the toilet door subtly, and her eyes, which had just been filled with innocence, gradually showed some indescribable complexity.

She curled the corners of her mouth, still staying where she was, but her eyes were looking elsewhere.

[Special] existence.

What kind of people can be called special?

There is no doubt that Kaguya Shinomiya is a special person in Hayasaka Ai's heart.

As they got to know each other better and spent time together, a young man named Hoshimi Haru slowly entered her heart—and became a special existence, which was also a fact.

However, faced with the completely different feelings between him and these two people, Hayasaka felt a little headache and puzzled.

When serving Kaguya, she can be the absolute giver, and will not ask for or be able to ask for even the slightest return from the other party.

It is enough for him to be nice to Kaguya, she does not need to be gentle to him as well.

So even if Kaguya occasionally has some ideas of her own and deliberately hides them from Hayasaka, Hayasaka Ai won't feel too depressed. At most, she will be ready to clean up after her with the mentality of "Miss is planning to do something behind my back again."

But Xingjian seems to be subtly different.

She also didn't expect anything in return from the boy, but when he sincerely thanked her and put himself in her shoes—

Hayasaka Ai will feel very happy.

At the same time, when he gave the tenderness and kindness he had once given to himself to everyone around him equally without distinction——

Hayasaka Ai felt a tightness in her chest again, and a strange emotion arose.

She didn't know if this was the right emotion she should have towards her brother.

Maybe it’s because, as Kaguya Shinomiya said - Hoshimiya Haru is the only one who, even though he sees through all her disguises and imperfections, and even sees her ugliness and filth, still won’t stay away from her, and even gets closer to her and stays by her side.

This position has nothing to do with identity, as long as it is "him", it doesn't matter.

Then... there's no need to elevate this strange emotion to another level, right?

Hayasaka Ai looked around the boy's neatly tidy room, and the restless mood in her beautiful blue eyes gradually calmed down.

Because of her identity as "sister", she was able to brazenly barge into the boy's little world and be readily accepted.

There is no need to take that step that only has a slight "possibility".

And there is absolutely no need for me to confirm that the feeling can indeed progress into another form of emotion.

Hayasaka Ai let out a long sigh and put these somewhat complicated issues behind her.

"what."

When she came to her senses, she heard the sound of running water coming from the other side of the door - this also made her face, which was originally lost in thought, suddenly flushed a little unnaturally.

It seems that my choice to stay here was indeed a bit wrong.

It seems that Miss Hayasaka was overwhelmed by other emotions just now and made a complete mistake. (laughs)

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Miss Ai's considerate big sister character is repeatedly testing the edge of collapse (￣▽￣)~*

A Week of Never-Ending Time at the Divergence Point of the World Line: Chapter 4: Azusagawa Sakuta's Love Lesson (Unreleased) (Part 1)

On the first day of the autumn holiday, Futaba Rio, who was still wearing a loose sweatshirt and home clothes, opened the door of her house and stood at the entrance of the yard, looking at the black-haired boy who was locked in the gate and kept waving at her, and the blonde girl who was following him. Her expression, which was not yet awake, looked even more resentful.

Rio Futaba has never liked getting up early. After all, she has a serious bad temper when waking up - it's just that due to the repression of her rationality and living alone for many years, she has no one to vent her anger on.

However, today is a special case.

Looking at the black-haired boy exposed in the sunlight and the blonde girl standing beside him with the same bright smile, Futaba, whose head was already a little dizzy, felt even more irritated - she sighed impatiently, then rubbed her temples with a slight headache.

"When I asked you to pick me up, I didn't ask you to bring anyone else with you. What kind of look did your sister prepare this time?"

Maybe she was still in a bad mood after waking up, so Futaba's tone sounded a little rude.

——In fact, from the very beginning, the idea of ​​having Hoshimi pick her up early in the morning was not proposed by Futaba herself.

It was probably a few days ago, during the lunch break during school.

"Eh? Futaba, you're going on a trip during the holidays? Is that true?"

Sakuta Azusagawa, who was lazily lying on the table chewing a sandwich, suddenly changed his usual nonchalant attitude, raised his head suddenly and stared at Futaba with an incredulous look as she was scooping a spoonful of tea leaves from the box.

"It's just a trip, is there any need to make such a fuss?"

But Futaba just gave him a cold look and continued to wash the tea leaves with ease, then put them into the pot and poured in hot water.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's really rare to see you... Futaba, you're such a homebody, and you're still going out on vacation?"

Azusagawa kept shaking his head, his expression clearly falling as he stared at the teapot in Futaba's hand.

"Hey, Futaba, when did you become so health-conscious... I've been visiting you for several times in a row and you've been making tea. I'm more used to your original coffee now."

"It's okay. I wasn't planning on sharing my tea with you anyway."

In response, Ms. Futaba just smiled nonchalantly, then casually pointed at the drawer next to her and sat down on the soft chair beside her as if it had nothing to do with her.