All the people who like me are other people’s girlfriends! ?

Their emotions were expressed unabashedly on their faces, rising and falling as the story progressed. In the end, the deputy director of the drama club stared blankly at the last page, motionless, looking like she was trying to suppress her emotions, but she couldn't help it and rushed to the two of them excitedly.

"Miss Heroine is so cute!"

"Did Yukinoshita write this? She was able to write a script of this caliber in just one week. That's incredible! I can't wait to act in this script!"

Undisguised enthusiasm filled the room.

"This guy next to me also participated a lot." Yukinoshita breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmph, just helping out a little."

Kiyono turned his face away, playing the role of a tsundere, and didn't take credit for her work - if it weren't for Yukinoshita, he really wouldn't have wasted most of his time writing scripts for the school club.

"Thank you, Yukinoshita-san and Kiyono-kun. It was really kind of me to ask you for help."

The girl with short hair wiped her eyes, tears in her eyes, and wanted to give Yukinoshita a hug, but she froze under her cold gaze and retreated to the side without a trace.

Looking at the sincerity of the crowd, Yukinoshita nodded with satisfaction.

The Ministry's first operation was a great success.

However... the cold girl's eyes quietly fell on Qingye next to her.

Yukinoshita saw through the boy's heart, but she believed that even if she was not there, Kiyono would never ignore them if he saw them in trouble.

She knows this person.

*

"Writing a script for the drama club?"

In the corridor of the teaching building, a beautiful and elegant figure attracted the attention of other students.

The literary girl put one hand on her chin and recalled the scene in her mind when the drama department instructor asked her for help - this was a female teacher who usually took good care of her. Now that she had asked, she felt embarrassed to refuse.

"But... the club."

Senior Kasumigaoka Shiina sighed softly. If it was just writing, she would be happy to do it, but writing for the club meant interacting with people, and she didn't like dealing with people.

The girl's slender legs wrapped in black stockings stepped slowly on the ground, one step at a time.

After arriving at the drama department, she found the director in the audience and calmly stated her purpose.

But what she didn't expect was...

"Eh? Did you ask Kasumigaoka-san for help? I'm so sorry, but we have a new script coming up..."

"It's ok."

The literary girl said this casually, feeling much more relaxed. She raised her eyes with interest and looked at the actors on the stage.

It was obvious that the members of the drama club were just hobbyists. She could tell at a glance who was a beat behind the times, whose movements were stiff, and whose rhythm was off. She lost interest. Kasumigaoka Utaha felt that they couldn't support her ideas, but...

“The lines are quite interesting.”

The girl crossed her arms, and her lines here were not about the actors' voices, but about the solid foundation of the script. Even if the actors were just amateur students, they could still be fascinating.

"This script...if you don't mind, can you show it to me?" Kasumigaoka Utaha pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke to the minister in front of her.

"of course can."

There was nothing to be shy about, and the minister handed him the script with a bright smile.

The senior student stretched out her slender fingers and slowly flipped through the pages.

Gradually, a strange light appeared in her eyes.

This style...seems familiar?

?

ps: It’s almost the fourth chapter, give Saki a monthly ticket! (Hands on hips

090. See you at the hands of the Heavenly Descendant! [5K6]

Utaha Kasumigaoka likes a light novel writer very much.

The writer's pen name is Dongyue. The stories and words written by that person struck her heart and touched her deeply, just like a huge, beautiful, bright and gentle moon.

Just looking at it makes people feel warm and energetic from the bottom of their hearts.

Whenever she was exhausted or encountered setbacks, she would take out his book and read it carefully until her heart calmed down.

At this moment, she felt that the script and dialogues in front of her inexplicably had the flavor of Teacher Dong Yue. Although it only occupied a part of it, she was extremely familiar with his style and could recognize it at a glance.

Could it be that he and I are classmates?

Curiosity arose in the girl's heart.

*

After the school bell rang, Qingye picked up his schoolbag and started his journey home.

And the moment I stepped out of the classroom door, I saw a figure standing quietly in the corridor not far from the classroom.

The two people's eyes met inadvertently.

This is……

Qingye raised an eyebrow.

Her long black hair falls down softly, decorated with a white headband, adding a touch of intelligence. Her facial features are delicate and beautiful, and her deep red eyes are like red wine that has been deposited for many years, making people indulge in it.

The clothes she wore were the same as everyone else's, just an ordinary student uniform, but she exuded an elegant and quiet temperament. She had a slender figure and a good posture. Under the clean plaid skirt, a pair of translucent black stockings tightly adhered to her straight legs, exuding a charming aura that firmly attracted the attention of others.

Senior sister, Kasumigaoka Utaha.

as well as……

"Loser."

It can be called an enhanced version of Xiaoju.

Although it is an enhanced version, being able to sit at the same table with Xiaoju already shows the value of this loser level!

Of course, despite all the complaints, Qingye still admired this beautiful girl very much. There were many reasons for his admiration, including her unique pride and her seemingly bold but actually somewhat shy heart...

"It seems that Senior should be the second loser."

Qingye thought silently, he didn't think the other party was waiting for him. After all, the two of them had no intersection before. Even in terms of light novels, she released hers earlier than him and had already passed the lowest period. There was no chance for him to recommend novels to her.

Now, she should have her heart tied to that otaku with glasses.

How should I put it? He doesn't want to interfere with other people's love affairs, but he still hopes that girls can pursue love with more dignity.

Qingye shook his head and passed by her.

Kasumigaoka Utaha's eyes shifted slightly, and she looked at him deeply.

*

Saturday is a sacred day of rest, no school or tutoring.

Today, it is Banai's turn to meet the Lord!

"Which clothes should I wear?"

In the bedroom filled with the sweet atmosphere of a young girl, the blue-haired girl placed the spring and summer clothes in the closet on the bed one by one, with a serious expression, just like a warrior choosing armor before going to war.

Today she is going to Chiba to find her junior schoolmate.

Ever since they had been living apart, she would take the tram every holiday to replenish her energy.

Although long distance is a little difficult, a proper sense of distance can also bring freshness, and freshness is the raw material for brewing romance, and it is also a good way to make relationships full of vitality - perhaps this is also the reason why childhood sweethearts cannot withstand the one who comes from heaven.

But that's okay.

Now I am the one who descended from the sky!

Today, continue to attack the boy boldly, and then defeat other childhood sweethearts who are trying to steal food!

Banaijian confidently picked out a white dress with ruffles and put it on. She looked at herself in the mirror for a while and then changed her clothes.

Compared to other girls her age, she didn't have many clothes. After all, her family was not well off. She usually saved some pocket money, but most of it was spent on food. And recently, she had to pay for the round-trip fare...

At this moment, her cell phone suddenly vibrated twice.

The girl took off her shirt, picked it up and took a look at it.

"Pure Love Warrior: Where are you now?"

"The girl who doesn't like to eat: Still at home, humph, are you looking forward to it and can't wait, little brother?"

"Pure Love Warrior: I'm at your house."

Ba Nai tilted her head, momentarily unable to comprehend the message. After a full five seconds, she slowly widened her eyes and quickly drew aside the curtains. Sure enough, in an open space not far away, a boy in a crisp short-sleeved shirt was standing there.

She quickly closed the curtains again, put one hand on her chest, her pretty face slightly flushed, and she finally understood something.

He came to me on his own initiative...isn't this a two-way relationship?

"The girl who doesn't like to eat: Wait for me for ten minutes... Just five minutes!"

After a while, a girl wearing the same short-sleeved shirt hurriedly opened the door and walked to Qingye's side.

"Why did Qingye-kun come to Tokyo?" Yanai asked even though he knew the answer.

"I'm just here to collect materials." The writer was still arrogant.

After a pause, he continued, "What kind of food is Miss Banaijian interested in today?"

"Huh? Is this the only impression I have left in your eyes?"

The blue-haired girl patted his back in dissatisfaction, then she quickly walked up to the boy, pulled her baseball cap, and smiled brightly.

"But, I do have a place I want you to go with me."

*

Clang, snap.

Clang, snap.

"So, this is where you wanted to come?"

Qingye looked around with interest. This was the baseball batting cage in the mall, and the sounds of bats and baseballs hitting each other echoed. He hadn't expected Yanaijian to come to a place like this. Normally, this was only the kind that would happen when burning salt...

It’s better not to tell her the latter sentence.

"because!"

Swing.

"I want!"

Snapped.

"lose weight!"

The ball flew out.

"If you want to lose weight, don't use a children's baseball bat." Qingye complained with his arms crossed.

Banaijian stood in the batter's box full of energy, wearing sportswear and a blue helmet, which seemed inexplicably appropriate. Whenever a slow ball came out of the machine, she would clumsily hit it back with the bat, shouting childish interjections while hitting, which inexplicably made her feel like a lemon.

However, compared to Lemon's bold and boyish demeanor, which rivaled that of the sports club, the blue-haired girl exuded an aura more like, "I went out on a date with my boyfriend today, and I accidentally revealed a different side of myself."

Fortunately, Lemon won't see this, Qingye said silently in his heart.

At this time, Banaijian seemed to feel that the children's area was too unchallenging, so he turned and walked towards the 70-kilometer batting area and continued playing.

But the sudden increase in the speed of the ball made her unable to react. The bat she swung missed, and her body spun around and fell to the ground. Her fair cheeks were slightly red, and she smiled at Qingye shyly and pitifully. Her cute look made Qingye's heart move.

Oh no, it really showed her a contrasting side.

"Kiyono-kun, it's your turn. It feels so good to hit the ball!"

When Banai saw him, he stood up with a shout, patted his pants carelessly, and jumped to his side.

"Okay, I'll give it a try. First, I'll aim for a perfect hit!"

In fact, Qingye really likes sports. He thinks his ideal image should also have a passionate athletic side. The boy moved his arms eagerly, and then put on special white batting gloves and a helmet.

Behind him, Ba Nai saw his eyes flickering slightly.

This is her real purpose!