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

Then he allowed the smiling blonde girl to pull him to the group of people who were standing there waiting for him with smiles.

"Really? Xingjian, were you just taking a nap in your room? I haven't seen you at work for the past few days. Are you finally planning to end your part-time job?"

"Haha, no. I'm just giving myself a break."

"Senior! Let's go racing after dinner! I've been studying my winning techniques since I got home last time, and I'm sure I can definitely beat you this time—"

Looking at the people who involuntarily surrounded Hoshimi and gradually started a conversation with him, or the people who just stood aside without saying a word, looking at them with gentle eyes, Hayasaka Ai did not choose to join them——

The blonde girl just stood there with a smile, and after noticing the subtle glance that Shinomiya Kaguya was giving her, she nodded respectfully in response.

Then, she relaxed her body and mind as if she had finally breathed a sigh of relief, and involuntarily looked out the window.

My sight once again happened to fall on the torii gate of a shrine a few hundred meters away, which was not obscured by the maple forest.

——Everything that happened to the boy was slowly getting better, and Hayasaka Ai knew this clearly.

It would certainly be inappropriate to attribute all the credit to her, but she did spend a lot of effort to help Xingjian's life return to normal, and even to free her from her previous state of loneliness and neglect.

Seeing this scene, she was still sincerely happy.

When the boy's face showed the pure smile unique to teenagers, Hayasaka Ai would also feel from the bottom of her heart that her previous planning was extremely worthwhile.

Xiaoqing probably thinks so too.

Maybe the love that belongs to him has not yet arrived, maybe he has not met the right person yet - but at this moment, he must be happy because he has such a group of friends, and he must be happy because he can spend a wonderful holiday with them.

And the happy vacation time was indeed like this, two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Hoshimi is indeed just as Hayasaka thought, he enjoys the feeling of having an irreplaceable position in a group.

When playing games with the student council, Eriri and Shiyu would watch intently, even offering suggestions. When going on outings together, the two groups, once strangers, would gradually become close friends, helping each other out and forming a team.

After a group bath in the hot springs, everyone would lazily lie down on the spacious sofa next to the reception room, chatting casually. Even though they were not in the same school, adolescent boys and girls always had endless topics to discuss.

After dinner, we played UNO together, and before going to bed, we had an exciting round of Truth or Dare. When we woke up the next day, there was a considerate guy who went to the hotel kitchen in advance to ask the chef to prepare enough breakfast.

This seemingly ordinary group life has always been a beautiful and somewhat unrealistic fantasy for Xingjian, who has become accustomed to being alone.

The most important thing is that everyone is a friend or family member whom he truly recognizes.

This feeling of being with good friends - how can I put it?

It was like a dream, light and airy beneath my feet, unable to touch the ground. Even though it was a little erratic, it still gave me an indescribable sense of happiness.

Yes, he should be content with that.

——One night during the vacation, Xingjian tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep until midnight. At two o'clock, he sat up from the bed on the tatami.

He had been awake until now, and when he looked up, he saw the shrine outside the window illuminated by the bright moonlight.

"That shrine is where I pray for everlasting love," this thought suddenly popped into my mind again.

"………call."

It was already one or two in the middle of the night, but he still felt extremely awake. He put on his clothes and went to the hot spring to take a bath that was so comfortable that he felt a little dizzy.

It was around 2:30 when the bath ended.

The boy, his whole body numb, dragged his limp body and quietly returned to his room, then fell asleep on the tatami.

But Xingjian never expected this.

When I woke up the next day, what caught my eye was the all-too-familiar ceiling.

"...?"

My limbs, which should have felt comfortable after waking up from a bath, were still sluggish and heavy.

Xingjian barely opened his eyes and sat up from the bed. He forced himself to wake up from his sleep and looked around.

Something happened that made him lose all sleep.

——After waking up, he was still in the student apartment he rented.

“………Eh?”

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A Never-Ending Week at the World Line's Divergence: Chapter 6: Everyday Progress and the Beginning of the Extraordinary (Part 2)

"…………"

It was the morning of exactly one week before the official start of the autumn holiday.

A black-haired boy wearing an autumn uniform and carrying a schoolbag stood motionless at the busy school gate, forming a sharp contrast with the students coming and going.

The boy, carrying his schoolbag behind him, didn't care about the strange looks from his classmates passing by. He just frowned and looked up and down at the school with a serious and solemn look, which was not much different from his memory.

It may sound unbelievable, but Xing Jianqing still came to a conclusion after careful consideration for a whole morning.

——That is, I experienced time travel.

From the moment he woke up in bed this morning, he quickly grabbed the phone that was charging on the bedside table and checked the calendar, and discovered this unbelievable situation.

In Xingjian's memory, she fell asleep last night in the hotel where she and everyone stayed during the autumn trip.

But when I woke up, I found myself in the student apartment I was temporarily renting.

“What the hell is going on…?”

Although his mind was filled with many questions, Xingjian still sorted out his feelings and chose the safest and most practical approach -

At least follow your original routine, go to school and keep your daily life unchanged, even if it's only superficial.

Therefore, he did not leave himself any extra time to think about random things. When it was time to go to school, he immediately grabbed his schoolbag and went to school.

When he stood at the school gate, the shock brought to him by the unreality and reality after time travel was once again vividly displayed in his mind.

He still followed the rhythm of his usual life, going to the classroom to attend classes, listening to the Chinese teacher's boring and tedious explanation of the text, and intentionally or unintentionally listening to the gossip of his classmates during breaks. At lunch break, he watched a group of starving people rushing to the cafeteria.

"...If this is a dream, then this detail feels a bit too real."

At noon, he sat in his seat, looking at the small group of girls who stayed in the classroom and gathered in a circle to talk and gossip, as well as the male high school student who leaned against the window and looked at the cute athletic girl downstairs. He held his chin with a melancholy look.

After a morning of observation, there is only one answer left.

That is, the so-called time travel should be a phenomenon caused by adolescent syndrome.

Apart from dreaming, this is the only reasonable explanation that everything I have experienced before is not just a guess made out of thin air.

Yes, Ming Ming thought his life had returned to normal, but at the critical moment, something like this would always happen unexpectedly.

"Ugh………"

Who has the problem this time?

With mixed feelings, he lay on the table and sighed for a while, then raised his head with a helpless look and looked around at his classmates.

The twin ponytails of the blonde girl who was sitting not far in front of him, no longer chatting with the other classmates who were surrounding her, but drawing alone at her desk, were particularly eye-catching.

Xing thought about it for a while, and then without further hesitation -

He stood up from his seat and walked straight to Eriri Sawamura in front of the rest of the class and tapped her little head gently with his hand knife.

"Whoa?!"

The blonde girl with twin ponytails was startled by this unexpected attack and let out a cute cry of surprise. She even nearly dropped the pen in her hand.

Then she hugged her drawing board tightly, and turned to look at the guy who attacked her with a slightly irritated and dissatisfied expression.

"Qing, what are you doing?!"

Eriri didn't try to make her voice cute, but instead used a very natural and normal angry tone to gently scold her.

Seeing her like this, Hoshimi slowly retracted his knife, and after thinking for a while, he asked Eriri a question in a more tactful way.

According to this time point, Eriri should be inviting me to travel around this afternoon.

"… Hey, Eriri, have you been thinking about where to go for fun lately?"

"Hmm? Ah...yeah, what's wrong?"

Eriri blinked a little bewilderedly, as it was obviously her who should have taken the initiative to propose this.

Xingjian curled the corners of his mouth, and after much hesitation, he decided to ask the question he had wanted to hide.

"...So, have you picked a hot spring hotel?"

"?! How did you know??"

After hearing the key words, Eriri's face immediately changed and she leaned back, even though she hadn't told anyone about this idea yet.

“… As expected.”

Xing Jian didn't care about her frightened look, but just raised his eyebrows belatedly and confirmed a fact in his heart.

There was no discrepancy in his memory—the real problem was the advancement of world time.

Or perhaps it is the emergence of a new "adolescence syndrome" that has caused errors in the normal progress of the world.

Thinking of this, Xingjian couldn't help but sigh, and then narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the blonde girl who was sitting obediently in her seat but with a suspicious look on her face with a somewhat subtle look.

"… Eriri, if you've been through anything bad lately, don't keep it to yourself. Talk to me."

"??? This is incomprehensible! And Qing, that old fatherly expression of yours is even more incomprehensible!!"

Eh——isn’t the reason Eriri’s fault?

Hoshimi looked up and down at Eriri, who seemed to be looking at her unfriendlyly as if she was offended. After realizing that she really had nothing to hide, she looked away thoughtfully.

"Yeah, alright. That eliminates one option."

Xingjian nodded, and then turned around neatly.

"Hey Qing, what's your attitude today? And where are you planning to go?"

Of course, this also made it a little difficult for Miss Eriri to accept that she was suddenly spoken to and then suddenly ignored.

"Stop it, it's urgent."

The black-haired boy turned around and gave a very brief answer, but he still smiled at her.

"But don't worry, Eriri. I will definitely join the trip. Just write my name down."

The blonde girl with twintails was stunned by Hoshimi's sudden frankness and her attitude of agreeing without any thought.

"Huh? Ah...oh."

Obviously, I should be the one who made the invitation, but why does it feel like the other party is always talking to himself?

——But it’s natural for Eriri to feel strange, after all, she doesn’t know what happened to Hoshimi.

"If it's not Eriri... then let's check them one by one."

Xingjian came up with a plan in a very short time that was simple in concept and easy to implement.

Puberty syndrome is based on the fact that something unexpected happens in a person's daily life, and then his mental state becomes unusual.

Simply put, the "host" of puberty syndrome must have encountered something recently.

Currently, the most time-consuming but most effective method, which also has the lowest error tolerance rate, is to start by slowly screening out suspicious individuals from those around you.

Since Xingjian was the one being interfered with, it also proved that puberty syndrome was happening to someone around him.

After making such a simple and rough decision, Xingjian secretly planned in his mind who to test next.

If Eriri is fine, the next person should be Kasumigaoka Utaha.

"Ah, Kasumigaoka-senpai."

After walking briskly for more than ten minutes, Xingjian finally arrived at the teaching building where the third grade was located. He called out to the black-haired girl with a headband who was walking out of his class and looked lazy.

"Um... Hoshimi-kun?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha, who has never liked to talk to others at school, noticed that the voice calling her was extremely familiar, so she turned her head with interest and looked at the source of the voice - Hoshimi who had just walked up the stairs.

"Ah, it's rare for you to come to the third grade's area. In a sense, you're a rare visitor."

"Ha ha……"

And every time Xingjian came to see her, he had something bad to announce.

"Um...Senior, has anything bothering you recently?"

After taking a look at Shiyu, Xingjian felt that there was nothing unusual about her - but just in case, he still asked this question.