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

"Xingjian, if you try to make any perverted remarks, I will definitely forbid you from holding hands and make you wash your hands eight hundred times with disinfectant."

"No, I just sighed."

"...I let you hold my hand yesterday, didn't I? And you touched me when you time-traveled not long ago, didn't you?"

"That's different."

Xingjian raised his eyebrows in confusion, then met the gaze of Futaba who finally turned around and looked at him.

"What's the difference? Aren't they all holding hands?"

"A friend's hand and a girlfriend's hand are definitely not the same thing."

The black-haired boy deliberately avoided his companions and looked at the girls in the distance, then turned his gaze back to the girl next to him.

"As for friends, we're just friends. As for now, I treat Futaba as a girl I'm dating."

"Well……"

"And she's a girlfriend who's transitioned from a friend, so I have to be more careful and cherish her—"

"Okay, stop talking. You really... don't you know how to be corny? You... wuuuu."

Miss Futaba was so embarrassed that she covered her face with a wonderful expression with her other hand, but she did not shake off Hoshimi's hand.

"Besides, I've also been in the same situation..." (whispering)

"Ok?"

"Nothing, just evaluating your boyfriend ability."

The gray-haired girl coughed lightly, trying to make her expression more natural, but the blush on her face still did not completely fade away.

"Ahem, regarding the internship period you mentioned yesterday... I've given it some thought."

"Oh?"

"...Let's start planning after we return from our trip. If the changes in our relationship are acceptable to both of us within a month, then we can officially start dating. How do you say that?"

"Eh... As expected of Futaba, she can even come up with rational plans and arrangements for emotional issues..."

Seeing Hoshimi's subtle expression, Futaba quickly realized what he was thinking, and a subtle expression appeared in her eyes.

Weighing the pros and cons in a relationship is indeed a bummer, but——

"I'm sorry, I was worried about ruining our relationship... I didn't want this to just be a spur of the moment thing and then give up halfway, so I subconsciously took it seriously."

She had been passively accepting Xingjian's hand-holding behavior, but now she moved her fingertips, gently returned the hand, and slowly stroked the back of the boy's hand.

"So... is it okay?"

"Well...of course I can."

She had asked for my opinion in such a weak yet extremely respectful tone, so of course I couldn't say no.

Besides, what kind of thing would a kitten do? When you're feeling down, gently touching the back of your hand with your fingertips, like tickling it, is that a little too cute?

"Hey—you two, what are you doing standing there? Come over here and play!"

"Well--"

When Hoshimi and Futaba were both shyly experiencing their first intimate contact as a young couple (referring to holding hands), Eriri's voice sounded inopportunely in the distance - they both quickly put their holding hands back into their pockets as if they had been electrocuted.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you two doing hanging around like that? Are you hiding some secret from us~"

Eriri didn't seem to notice anything unusual, it was just a daily joke - of course, this behavior was also ridiculed by Shiyu who was collecting materials nearby.

"Sawamura-kun, I would be very grateful if you could use your gossip spirit in the right place - for example, collecting materials or collecting materials or collecting materials? Don't forget that someone just signed an illustration contract with me a few days ago."

As for Kato next to the two of them, he was browsing his phone calmly, and it seemed that he had long been accustomed to the way these two people got along.

At present, they didn't notice anything wrong with Hoshimi and Futaba, which made them feel relieved.

But this is probably the excitement and helplessness of an underground relationship, Xingjian couldn't help but think so.

But it doesn't matter. He is confident in his relationship with Futaba, and their relationship will be made public one day in the future.

——Before that day came, Xingjian always thought so.

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There's only about one volume left for the Futaba arc! (Even though it's one volume, it's just a small incident, so it won't be particularly long.) The focus is on the sweet moments after the relationship.jpg (and then there are those sensitive words, which is really annoying orz)

[Futaba Line] Different paths to the same destination: The prologue is not the active cheating?

It was an ordinary school morning after the holidays.

Xingjian was woken up by the alarm clock in a daze. In a half-asleep state, he sat up from his bed, rubbing his eyes.

The days of the autumn trip passed so quickly that Xingjian's memories of the past few days were a little vague - perhaps it was because he had just woken up.

Come to think of it, there was always a time like this in his memory. It felt like it had been so long ago that he couldn't remember the details anymore, only vaguely remembering that he had done it - that was how he felt now.

But I always feel like something is wrong.

Because only a day or two had passed since the end of the trip, Xingjian could no longer remember the details.

"Forget it... I need to get to school."

The yawning black-haired boy put on his coat sleepily, then got up and walked towards the bathroom to start washing up, intending to put this matter aside for the time being.

Compared to this, he had actually been looking forward to the end of the holiday.

Because of Futaba's words, "If things go well for us within a month after we return to school after the vacation, we can officially start our relationship," he has been looking forward to this day for a long time.

And by the way, no accidents happened to him during the period since he returned home from vacation. It seems that he has completely avoided the ending of "unfortunately slipping on the stairs and falling to death".

As for why I was able to avoid it...it must be because I established new interpersonal relationships with others, thus changing the trajectory of my life.

Anyway, I survived, which is good news. Long live daily life.

After washing up, Xingjian, who was full of energy, prepared a simple breakfast. After finishing a sandwich in no time, he picked up his schoolbag, closed the door, and walked towards the school.

Only after you lose something will you realize how wonderful daily high school life is. Xingjian has fully experienced this.

Even the history class that I always found boring, or the function analysis taught by the math teacher that I couldn't listen to at all, now seem less boring.

And most importantly, campus life will also usher in new changes after the journey.

For example, when I was in high school, I finally got my first girlfriend.

I always feel that campus life has become more colorful all of a sudden.

"Hey, Xingjian!"

Perhaps it was thanks to the colorful campus life, but when Xingjian was thinking about when he could go see Futaba, the boy at the front table who had never spoken to Xingjian before also spoke to him for the first time.

"I heard you have a girlfriend? That's great! I want a girlfriend too, jerk! I'm so jealous!"

Ah, yes, yes, after you have a girlfriend, you will probably be envied and hated by single people like this.

Although Xingjian was one of the singles not long ago, he is now able to smile and wave his hands with ease, looking as if "it's no big deal".

Well, everyone will have a chance to do something like this in the future. It's not like I'll never be able to fall in love again—wait.

The smile on the boy's face didn't last for a few seconds before it froze in embarrassment.

Wait, wait, wait—something seems wrong.

"...I remember that my relationship with Futaba was kept completely secret from outsiders, right...?"

I thought I had returned to normal life, but something strange happened on the first day.

At first, Xingjian thought that he was too obvious and let others notice it, but then he slowly felt that something was wrong.

For example, when I went to the canteen to buy lunch at noon, I was always approached by younger students. Some of them would come up to me and say, "Hello, senior Xingjian," while others would just say "Congratulations" without any context and then pass by.

what happened.

After school in the afternoon, Xingjian, who was already a little confused about the situation, walked out of the classroom with a complicated expression, carrying her schoolbag, her mind in a mess.

In short, even if the relationship between him and Futaba was exposed, it would be impossible for everyone around them to know that they were dating.

He didn't remember publicizing the relationship to the point where everyone knew about it, and as the initiator of the secret relationship suggestion, Futaba had no need to do such a thing - was this a passive disclosure of the relationship?

Hoshimi, who vaguely felt that some strange supernatural phenomenon was happening again, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and chose to go directly to the science laboratory to find Futaba to understand the situation first.

"Have you told anyone that we're dating? I wouldn't do anything like that."

As expected, facing Xingjian's question, Futaba, who had been waiting for him in the laboratory since school, just curled her lips helplessly, with a look of disgust on her face, as if saying "You are really hopeless."

"Why would I do something so inconsistent, keeping a low profile and making a big fuss about it? I'm not that inconsistent."

"Oh, I knew it, that's right..."

The black-haired boy sitting in front of Futaba shook his head with a somewhat sad look on his face. Seeing his distressed look, Futaba handed him the freshly brewed tea naturally with a blank expression.

“Who on earth would do such a thing…”

"Let's put this matter aside for now—"

While Hoshimi was puzzled, Miss Futaba picked up another cup of tea on the table and put it to her lips, speaking softly while looking away.

"You came to me... just because of this?"

"what………"

That's true. It seemed as if he subconsciously treated Futaba as the person to discuss his troubles and questions with.

Now this girl is his real girlfriend.

Xingjian, who had reacted, cleared his throat somewhat at a loss. Just when he was about to say something——

There was an untimely knock on the door behind them.

"Excuse me, is anyone there~?"

It was a sweet voice belonging to a girl.

When the door of the laboratory was opened, a pretty girl with flaxen medium-length hair appeared in front of Xingjian.

"Ah, Senior! You're here as expected!"

And her eyes, as lively as a deer's, blinked the moment she caught sight of him, appearing even brighter.

"Um... Isshiki?"

Xingjian hesitated for a moment before recalling every detail about this troublesome schoolmate. Miss Futaba, who was still sitting in the room, showed her disappointment on her face very calmly, but she remained quiet and cast her eyes on the girl who suddenly visited outside the door.

"By the way, maybe if I ask Isshiki she'll know something."

Xingjian had a flash of inspiration and came to this guess.

After all, many of the people who spoke to me this morning were first-year students. Although I don't know why Isshiki came here to find me, there is no harm in asking her.

However, the next second, Isshiki's words instantly made the Hoshimi boy's brain go blank.

"Really? Senpai should have been there to pick me up at the door of my classroom, right? That's how considerate a boyfriend should be."

"?!"

"puff--!"

At the same time, Miss Futaba behind Xingjian spat out the green tea in her mouth, and the hand holding the teacup shook uncontrollably.

[Futaba Line] Different Paths to the Same Destination: Chapter 1: Day 3 of Change of Mind (Part 1)

The current situation was a little difficult to understand, but Xingjian finally figured out what was happening.

Here's the thing.

On an ordinary school day, Isshi Iroha, a junior whom she didn't know very well, called her "boyfriend".

Actually, considering this experience alone, it wasn't a bad thing. After all, Isshiki was a cute, adorable, lively, and mischievous school girl if you only looked at her appearance—well, on the surface.

That's the problem.

"I already have a girlfriend."

The young man Xingjian, whose face was already covered in cold sweat, stood stiffly looking at the extremely shy flaxen-haired girl in front of him, not daring to move even a little.

If I had to say why, it was probably because I felt an inexplicably strong chill coming from behind me.

"...This is only the third day since we returned from our trip, right, Xingjian?"

The moment Miss Futaba's voice, which seemed to conceal some emotion, rang out, the boy Hoshimi couldn't help but shudder.

"You, when did you—"