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

Yinglili pouted and sucked on the straw, her blue eyes full of confusion and uncertainty.

"Yesterday after school, I also saw that Qing didn't seem to go home directly. She just put on her backpack and went to the science lab."

"Hmm...that's it."

Kasumigaoka Utaha narrowed her eyes slightly, then looked away as if she had never noticed the two people, and focused her attention on the book in her hand again.

"Having little secrets that only two people know is quite interesting, isn't it?"

"what?"

"Usually this is a sign of a closer relationship, Sawamura-kun, you must not understand."

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From today on, I will try to update every day orz (I will try my best!)

The World Line Divergence: A Never-Ending Week: Chapter 9: When Time Travel Becomes an Everyday Trivia (Part 3)

In the afternoon, Hoshimi followed Futaba to the science laboratory - this place could almost be regarded as their secret base.

Especially when the two of them have a common secret.

"Xingjian, how are you feeling now? Did you have lunch just now?"

Futaba walked into the laboratory before the boy, turned around and watched the boy slowly close the laboratory door. In a rare move, she took the initiative to speak words that seemed to contain some concern.

"Ah, well...it's okay. I already had lunch in the cafeteria."

Although I don't have much of an appetite, I just force food into my mouth to maintain my daily nutritional intake.

Hoshimi responded in a relatively non-positive tone, then raised her head with a little curiosity to meet Futaba's eyes.

"I just didn't expect you to ask me this question, Futaba."

When he came here before, Futaba would never ask about his affairs, let alone inquire about his daily trivial matters.

"...Don't be so sentimental. As the leader of this time travel, you're just worried that if you're in poor health or low spirits, it might affect me."

Futaba rolled her eyes at him helplessly, but the indifference and alienation in her tone were obviously not as tough as usual.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Xingjian, you haven't told anyone else about this, right?"

Futaba, who was planning to go straight to the point, clapped her hands, walked quickly to the windowsill, and then pulled the curtains cleanly and neatly.

Knowing her intention, Xingjian silently confirmed that there was no trace of anyone passing by the window facing the corridor. He slowly closed the window, walked to the podium, and confirmed his line of sight with Futaba, who had drawn the curtains.

"I repeat, Xingjian."

Futaba walked up slowly, staring at the boy without a trace of laziness in her eyes.

"We're currently unsure whether time travel will put a strain on our bodies, so to be on the safe side, it's best to only do this once or twice a day."

"Ah."

"Don't cause any uncertainty in that time and space. To put it simply, try not to reveal your identity to the people in that time and space during your travel. Of course, I believe this is common sense to you, Xingjian."

"Well, even if I can't compare to you, Futaba, at least I've watched some science fiction movies."

He knew that the same person at two different ages could not exist in the same space and time.

"Ah."

After carefully examining the boy's face to make sure he wasn't being pretentious, Futaba nodded solemnly.

Then he calmly handed his hand to Xingjian.

"Then, I'll leave it to you."

The black-haired boy nodded and stretched out his hand with the same seriousness, allowing Futaba's palm to fall steadily into his hand.

Neither of them had the leisure to feel each other's touch, but instead closed their eyes at the same time, mobilizing their senses to feel the changes around their bodies——

If Xingjian had previously doubted whether he was the mastermind of the time travel, then when he truly felt that he was in a trance for a moment when he closed his eyes, this doubt was no longer just a guess.

"…………call."

The boy and girl slowly opened their eyes and raised their heads, looking at the environment they were in.

This time, unlike last time, the two appeared in the school science laboratory a few years ago, but on an empty road in a slightly unfamiliar residential area.

Although the position of the sun seen when looking up is still about the same as before the time travel, it means that the time point where the two people are now should be the same as before.

"Hmm... As expected, the cell phone signal shows that it is outside the circle."

While Hoshimi looked up to observe the weather, Futaba took out her cell phone and started fiddling with it as if she had planned it in advance. The final result was as pessimistic as her expression.

"Forget it. I wasn't planning on getting much help from this anyway."

After realizing that the phone was of no help, Futaba put it in her pocket and took her hand away from Hoshimi's palm.

"But I always feel that... this place doesn't seem to match the time and space we traveled through last time."

The surrounding buildings feel newer...but at the same time, they also inexplicably feel more modern. These two seemingly conflicting feelings actually coexist harmoniously.

The most obvious thing is probably that there is a telephone booth on the street that looks brand new.

You have to know that in the era before time travel, not many people used telephone booths to contact others.

In order to understand the time and space they were in, Hoshimi and Futaba looked around as they walked out of the empty streets and asked passersby about today's date.

As a result, under the somewhat puzzled gazes of passers-by, the two received somewhat unexpected answers.

"Hey, hey... If it was three years ago, I might have had some confidence in my plans... But what about ten years ago?"

After the passers-by who thought they had encountered a weirdo walked away quickly, Miss Futaba, who was holding her forehead with a complicated expression, finally had an outburst.

"Xingjian, are you able to control your strength? Did we go through the head due to overexertion?"

"?? I don't think this description is right, Futaba??"

Besides, time travel is not something he can control.

"It shouldn't have anything to do with strength, right? I didn't use much force, after all... This sounds a bit weird."

"Ah, really... My ability to adapt to changing circumstances is limited to traveling back three years. Ten years ago... all the plans I made might be useless, right?"

Futaba paced back and forth with her hand on her forehead, looking a little impatient. She looked like a miserable problem solver who was halfway through solving a problem but suddenly a new condition was added to the problem, causing the whole process to become messed up.

"Oh... never mind—let's just take it one step at a time."

In the end, she probably gave up on making a temporary plan in her mind and sighed helplessly, then stopped and took off her glasses.

He put the glasses in his hand on the boy's face.

"Well……?"

"Don't worry, these are plain glasses without prescription."

Futaba raised an eyebrow indifferently, put the glasses on the boy's face, and put her hands in her shirt pockets.

"It's just a simple disguise, that's all for now."

"What the hell... Why does the idea that you can't be recognized with glasses sound so familiar?"

The expected hazy feeling did not appear in his eyes. After Xingjian gently adjusted the position of his glasses, he confirmed that these were indeed just a pair of ordinary plain glasses.

"Well, if you wear these glasses, maybe your identity won't be revealed anymore, Hoshimi. At least that's how Superman hides his identity with them."

"Let's not use the setting of a sci-fi movie at this point... Can you really turn me into Superman if you take off your glasses?"

“…Well.”

Futaba took off her glasses and turned her head slightly, a slight smile appearing on the other side of her face that the boy couldn't see.

"He's almost not able to fly."

She muttered this softly in a very low voice, and finally turned around.

"Okay, stop standing there and explore the surroundings first."

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The World Line Divergence: A Never-Ending Week: Chapter 9: When Time Travel Becomes an Everyday Trivia (Part 4)

In a residential area with few pedestrians, Hoshimi and Futaba gradually confirmed a fact after careful observation.

This should indeed be the time and space of ten years ago - at least longer than the previous time three years ago.

That would be a bit troublesome.

If there were still traces to follow if they went back three years, then what was the purpose of the puberty syndrome inducing them to go back ten years this time?

"... Could it be that I also had things to do in the spacetime ten years ago?"

After this thought suddenly came to Xingjian's mind, Futaba, who had been walking side by side with him, stopped first.

Moreover, the expression is not so bright and cheerful.

"It's no use searching aimlessly like this... Let's split up and look for clues."

The gray-haired girl turned her head and met Hoshimi's eyes seriously.

I have to say, Futaba gives people a different feeling when she takes off her glasses.

It was as if some seal had been lifted.

"Ah... well, it's not impossible. But how do we contact each other?"

"Don't worry, I won't go too far. It seems that even if I traveled back to ten years ago, this is still our city. I won't get lost."

Ms. Futaba calmly stretched out her arm and glanced at the watch on her wrist.

"Meet here in two hours. Is that okay?"

"Ah, that's no problem."

Come to think of it, even though I traveled back to ten years ago... this city has basically not changed at all, so there is no need to worry about getting lost.

"But if something unexpected happens..."

"We have traveled to ten years ago. It's not some dangerous other world. Let's trust the security there. Besides, if anything unexpected happens, Xingjian should be able to find me the first time."

The gray-haired girl smiled gently at Xingjian, who was still worried, then turned around and walked away calmly with steady steps.

"It won't be too late to save me when that time comes."

"what……"

The boy stood stiffly, watching Futaba's leaving figure with a somewhat subtle look.

Well, in horror movies, the protagonist team always suffers a miserable fate when they act separately.

It’s not that he feels like he can’t live without Futaba no matter what, but he always feels like she seems to have a strong sense of purpose.

It's like he really wants to break away from the team and act on his own.

"………never mind."

Although I don't know what she wants to do, Futaba must have her own considerations when acting alone.

Moreover, the efficiency of two people acting separately might be higher than that of a small group.

Xingjian weighed the uppers of her canvas shoes, then raised her head and looked around, starting to decide her next destination.

Inadvertently, his eyes drifted to a convenience store at the intersection, which was only a dozen meters away from him.

“————?”

Then, the black-haired boy's gaze gradually fixed on a little girl who was carrying a plastic bag and pushing the door open.

She was a girl with cute medium-length black hair, wearing a very ordinary little skirt that kindergarten children would wear.

The only thing that caught Xingjian's attention was probably the little girl's face, which gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"…………ah."

This very ordinary yet familiar impression made Xingjian's mind involuntarily emerge with a girl's face.

………Could it be possible that I met Kato when he was a child?

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