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

"Otherwise, I'll be like an idiot and squeeze in to buy you lunch, but you'll leave disappointed because you thought you had no lunch. Wouldn't I be like a fool who was so self-indulgent that he had to eat an extra serving of fried noodles and bread?"

In fact, he didn't expect that someone would actually stare at him while he finished the whole fried noodles and bread.

"—"

Under Futaba's somewhat stunned gaze, Hoshimi clapped her hands, stood up and squeezed into the crowd as if it was a matter of course. After a long time, she barely managed to escape from the very mobile crowd with a fried noodle bun.

In order to prevent the fried noodles from wrinkling, he carefully protected it with his other hand throughout the process, even though the result was that the chance of his body becoming unstable when being pushed greatly increased.

After wordlessly accepting the fried noodles and bread, Futaba said awkwardly that she would make up for the lunch money with coffee.

Originally, Xingjian didn't take her words to heart at all. He waved goodbye to her with a calm expression, "Oh? Is that so? Then I'll stay tuned."

However, one day after that, while cleaning, Hoshimi accidentally broke into the science laboratory and disturbed Futaba again.

Although she looked unhappy, she did not force herself to leave. She continued to do experiments quietly and even made American coffee for Xingjian when she had some free time.

Bitter and hot.

This was his true feeling when he couldn't help but grin after taking a bite of American coffee.

But looking at Futaba's profile, who was paying attention to whether he was enjoying his coffee with a subtle look, he always managed to take back the words that were about to blurt out, "Is this thing the same as Chinese medicine?" and then take another sip.

Later, when it was Xingjian's turn to be on duty, he would go to the science lab to take a look - after a few visits, they gradually became able to talk.

Of course, he and Futaba could be considered friends, but they were just ordinary friends. Xingjian also knew that the other party had a friend with a better relationship, even though they had never met.

After all, what is the difference between friends and good classmates?

Xing Jianqing actually doesn’t care much about this - it’s better to say that he doesn’t have the energy to pay attention to this.

"And to be honest, I've always felt that I have little interest in the people around me."

Not interesting in any sense.

Although he would help to the best of his ability when his classmates asked him to solve a problem, that was simply because he was not good at saying no to others, that's all.

Taking the initiative to build relationships with others was a difficult thing for Qing. Well, sometimes he would wonder if he had some strange emotional flaws—like frigidity or something.

He had long been accustomed to being alone and doing what he wanted without attracting other people's attention.

Compared to those complicated interpersonal relationships, he cares more about when the paper figures in his game can be fully broken, or when the bonds and trust in them can be fully established.

It's really strange. Although he is not yet at the age where he has to work hard for a living, he has already tasted a lot of bitterness.

At the restaurant where I work, I have to be polite to the owner and never show any personal emotion even to rude customers. If I don't want to be disliked by my classmates, I have to be careful not to offend anyone.

He doesn't have the extra energy to deal with the troublesome issues in interpersonal relationships.

There are so many things in life that are not satisfactory. If you insist on nitpicking about every little thing, you may only make yourself very angry.

Just maintaining the status quo is already exhausting. So why bother looking for trouble?

Ordinary Saigao is good.

However, just as Hoshimi, who was still a young man and didn't know the taste of sorrow, was letting his thoughts wander, the music in his headphones suddenly stopped without any warning, and was replaced by a catchy anime song.

Well, although... I always get side-eye when I answer the phone with the original ringtone, so it's less embarrassing to play it without the vocal accompaniment.

He is definitely not some old thorn monkey, absolutely not. (Serious)

"……Hey?"

Xingjian was stunned for a moment after looking at the caller ID. After calming down, he pressed the answer button, and his steady pace was no different from before.

"Hey, Xiaoqing. Are you done with school now?"

It was my father's voice on the other end of the phone.

"Well, today is the opening ceremony, so you can leave school early."

"That's great. Look, your aunt Nao couldn't come today because of something. If possible, she'd like you to pick up Ai from her school—well, I also think it would be nice for you two kids of the same age to play together without adults."

"…………"

Xingjian's expression was a little subtle, and he slowly slowed down his pace.

"Well, Ai is a very capable child. Of course she can come here alone. But if possible, I hope you can go pick her up and talk to her more to exchange feelings."

Aki Tomoya cannot predict the future: Chapter 3: The love-hate relationship caused by xx (Part 3)

"...Dad, I'm planning to live alone for now. I don't want to bother Auntie and Hayasaka-nee."

Qing accurately guessed her father's purpose, and a hint of displeasure appeared on her usually calm and easy-going face.

His father chose to marry into the Hayasaka family, and his mother was about to marry into a large family and change her surname, but he had no plans to rely on either side for the time being.

Perhaps adolescent children are born with a desire to go against their parents?

"Sigh... I know you don't want to live with me at the Hayasaka residence yet. But we're still a family, right? It's always good to deepen our relationship."

Dad is still as nagging and worrying as before. It seems that Mom is gradually becoming impatient because she can't stand his nagging like an old woman all day long.

Although Qing knew that her father was not a person with flaws in character.

"...I see. Hayasaka-nee is attending Shuchi-in, right?"

Xingjian sighed and decided to compromise after weighing the pros and cons.

After all, as my father said, it’s not a bad thing to make the relationship between each other more harmonious.

He just felt it would be troublesome to go to another school.

"It's that aristocratic private school where almost half of the students are young masters and young ladies."

"Yes, that private middle school is very famous. You should know its location."

"Ah."

"Okay then. I'll wait for you to pick up my sister and the three of us will meet at the family restaurant. Bye."

"Okay, see you later."

After hanging up the phone with his father, the black-haired boy sighed softly and turned left at the next intersection instead of going straight.

.........

.........

Haru had met Hayasaka a few times before, thanks to his father's introduction. True, she had strikingly dazzling blonde hair and piercing blue eyes, and her face was as exquisitely perfect as a Western porcelain doll, making it difficult to look away—but overall, she gave Hoshimi a rather subtle feeling.

At the dinner table of four people, Hayasaka basically only spoke to her mother, and her communication with Hoshimi's father was relatively little - and her communication with Hoshimi herself was even more rare.

Moreover, Hayasaka Ai always appears sensible and polite in front of Hoshimi, but once Hayasaka Nao speaks to her, she becomes like a different person and looks much more excited.

No matter how ignorant she was at the time, Hoshimi could understand that this was due to the different treatment Hayasaka Ai gave her and her mother.

Because he could particularly understand the difficulty of accepting a new family member, Xingjian did not generally have any hostility towards his sister. Instead, he even felt a sense of empathy and mutual understanding.

But precisely because of this, there is no intersection between them.

As if to cope with Xingjian's father's suggestion to "get along well", the two of them would attend family gatherings on time, but they would not have in-depth communication with each other in private. After dinner, they would go back to their respective homes and part ways.

This continues to this day.

The father may have noticed something strange, so he asked Qing to pick up Hayasaka from school.

Xingjian understood his idea, so in order not to embarrass his father, he did as he was told.

——About an hour later, after changing several trains, Xingjian walked for a while before finally stopping in front of the gate of a school building that looked very historical and cultural.

Shuchiin Academy was essentially a school tailor-made for children from large families, offering a comprehensive system from kindergarten to university. Hoshimi had heard of it before.

The daughter of Ms. Hayasaka, whom my father married, and who was also my nominal elder sister, Hayasaka Ai, was studying in this school.

To be honest, it is too difficult for ordinary people to get into this high school unless they are very hardworking and excellent in their studies.

The same goes for Xingjian - this place is like an area with a special barrier that separates ordinary high school students from elite high school students.

Well, but he only revealed a few sighs, and then hurriedly walked into the gate, passing by the students around him who were wearing Xiuzhi Academy uniforms.

Although this unique school uniform attracted the attention of many students from Shuchiin, Xingjian did not encounter many so-called discipline committee members who stopped him to ask questions along the way.

Well, of course it could also be because he was lucky today - or maybe his sense of transparency was still as strong as ever.

In short, Xingjian avoided the auditorium with a strong Western style and walked along the spacious avenue with exquisitely carved marble floors to a building that was more magnificent than any other school building.

When he got here, he let out a soft "ah" as if he suddenly remembered something.

Since I had never met Hayasaka privately before, I had no idea what class she was in—I didn't even know what grade she was in.

Not to mention phone numbers and social software, which are means of communication that only exist when the relationship is close enough. Now we are completely out of touch.

Although she is called his older sister, Hayasaka Ai is only a few months older than him. She should be in the second year of high school like Hoshimi.

But there are so many second-grade classes and countless students - there is no way to find anyone by searching around like a headless fly.

“…………Hmm.”

After standing there with his head raised slightly in thought for a while, Xingjian nodded calmly, then turned around and left the second-year teaching building.

The destination is the building where the student union is located on the other side.

He knows someone in the student union of this school.

Shirogane Miyuki, the sharp-eyed man who had defeated all his competitors and become the undisputed president of the Shuchiin Student Union because of his unrivaled academic performance—

In fact, it was the cashier guy at the restaurant across the street that Xingjian met every time she went to work.

Because they both worked in the same place and were of similar age, they had some dealings with each other and generally got along well.

Of course, when talking about the president, we have to mention the "vice president" - Kaguya Shinomiya.

Well, actually, she is the person that Xingjian wants to go to the student union for.

Shinomiya Kaguya, the daughter of the renowned Shinomiya Group. Like President Shirogane, she was seen as invincible by her classmates.

For Xingjian, she has another identity.

She is the youngest lady of the Shinomiya family who was raised by her "sister" Hayasaka Ai.

If it was her, she would know where Hayasaka was. Well, although Hoshimi had never met the jewel of the Shinomiya family, she had only heard of her.

Although calling her father to ask would work, she might be annoyed by his series of questions like "You two don't even have a phone call? That won't do. You have to get along well from now on." So Xingjian chose to go to the student union in person.

The corridor leading to the Student Union was covered with a red carpet that looked extremely luxurious. There were almost no people walking in the spacious and grand corridor. Only the friction sound produced by the soles of Xingjian's cheap sneakers rubbing against the fabric echoed in a small area.

I heard that Vice President Shigong is a lofty beauty who keeps people at a distance.

If I had to use one person to describe her...I'd probably be similar to that "pretty girl" Kasumigaoka Utaha who everyone in Hoshimi School keeps their distance from?

He has a dignified and generous personality and impeccable appearance. He is graceful in his words and deeds and is good at almost everything in learning and sports. (I heard Baiyin talk about this all the time)

As we all know, there are thousands of different types of bad people, but good people are mostly the same. At first glance, this does sound like some of the characters are repetitive. (Laughs)

"Well, to be honest, I'd really like to see if these so-called high-ranking beauties are all cut from the same mold."

The black-haired boy raised the corner of his mouth while teasing himself in his heart, then reached out his hand and pushed open the closed door at the end of the corridor within a few seconds after knocking on the door lightly but getting no response.

Of course, at this moment, Xing Jianqing didn't know what she would face next.

"If her role is similar to Kasumigaoka-senpai's, then Shinomiya-san should also be a stunning beauty."

I also heard that the student council's secretary, Fujiwara, is a genius who speaks five foreign languages. This student council is truly overflowing with talent.

Just as this sentence emerged in his mind, a sudden female voice in the student union office completely interrupted his thoughts.

"(Beep——)!!!" (This clip is not visible due to censorship)

"—"

Hoshimi, who was still opening the door and hadn't yet retracted her hand, was stunned for a moment when these two words suddenly came into her ears.

Hey, what's going on?

Was he opening the door to the student union office of an aristocratic school, or the color classroom of some strange teacher?

“(Beep beep beep————)!!”

"...?"

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The wild cancer of the earth has appeared! Go ahead, Pikachu! (dog head)

Due to the review, a lot of harmonious words have to be changed orz unprovoked disaster