Lonely Rock for the Blind.

Because the band needs to work hard in its early stages...

"There will never be any activities where the band goes out together, this band is not what I want!"

No…but…I…I’m waiting for your invitation…

In short, before Otsuki Yuuko could figure out what was going on, the band members she had only recently met left one by one.

Watching the departing figures, Otsuki Yuyuko must have reached out her hand back then.

Although none of them were recovered.

Indeed... I still didn't do a good enough job...

Otsuki Yuyuko sat back in her chair.

If I were number one... if I were even better... they would definitely trust me more...

But... even so, they're gone.

Even if you try to win them back...

boom!

A loud bang suddenly came from outside the rehearsal room.

Yuyuko Otsuki paused for a moment, then opened the door to the rehearsal room and looked outside.

Then his pupils contracted sharply.

The usually carefree and unserious Kiku-nee, Hiroi Kiku-ri, is now facing a boy dressed in black and wearing sunglasses.

The source of the loud noise was the tomahawk keyboard that the boy had smashed to the ground.

"Again and again and again and again and again and again... What do you want, lady? It's so annoying!"

The boy raised his head and spoke to Hiroi Kikuri in an angry and domineering tone.

"I just wanted to tell you..."

"I know what you're trying to say. How many times have you come up to me and said it? What, that my music isn't mine... What do you know about me? Leave me alone!"

After the boy finished speaking, he walked towards the passage behind him.

boom!

Then she bumped into the table, which startled Otsuki Yuuko.

Was he...couldn't he see the table? He just bumped into it.

The boy reached out and touched the table, then touched the edge and walked along it.

Hiroi Kikuri behind him had her hands in her pockets.

"You have a white cane, why don't you use it?"

"...It's none of your business..."

The boy said casually, then touched the wall and walked forward.

"...You're not doing this for some kind of pretentious thing, are you...because you just insulted me, and now you're saying it's embarrassing to walk around with a cane?"

Hiroi Kiku's expression turned strange.

"Aha?"

The boy suddenly turned around, and Otsuki Yuuko could see the blush on his face.

"Don't think you can boss me around just because you're in the same band as Eliza! What do you know about me?"

"...At least I can understand this."

Kikuri Hiroi walked towards the boy and then removed the fake earrings that were stuck to his ears.

"Look, this is all fake. You won't even drill a real hole."

"...That's because I don't like it."

"I'll assume that's how it is, rather than what you're imitating."

The purple spiral twisted the boy's figure in front of him.

"You do have something you're pursuing."

"...After all that talk, even if I have aspirations, what does it have to do with you?"

The boy stepped back and leaned against the table.

"Your music isn't yours..."

"Why is it that line again? Please, just go have a drink."

"Let me finish! You always interrupt me!"

"Then don't say it!"

"I won't say anything unless you stop me and let me finish!"

"I won't stop you if you don't tell me!"

"Alright, shut up!"

Hiroi Kikuri slammed her hand on the table next to her, startling Otsuki Yuuko.

Kikuri Hiroi took a deep breath.

“Your music is not your own. If you keep indulging in imitation, even what you play will become an empty shell.”

"What nonsense are you talking about... My solo show revenue is more than yours..."

Are you satisfied with yourself?

"... "

The boy did not speak.

Kikuri Hiroi continued.

"If you rely on others' superficial voices instead of your own heart, what you want to see will only get further and further away from you."

"... "

Yuyuko Otsuki watched as the boy silently found a chair by the table and sat down.

"Why are you telling me all this...?"

"Because I don't want you to go astray, I consider myself your senior."

"... "

The boy stopped talking, while Kikuri Hiroi looked towards the rehearsal room.

Was it Yuyuko who was peeping?

"?!"

Otsuki Yuuko trembled slightly, then walked out from behind the house.

The boy and Hiroi Kikuri became nervous.

"Greetings, seniors."

"Good evening, Yuyuko... Hey, say hello too."

Kikuri Hiroi greeted him with a smile, then patted the boy next to her and said.

"good evening."

The boy spoke in a calm yet slightly aloof voice.

"what…"

Yuuko Otsuki shrank back.

I have a feeling this person is a little scary...

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he is [Poison Cat]."

Kikuri Hiroi explained.

"Ugh?!"

Yuuko Otsuki opened her eyes wide.

"Poison Cat Teacher?!"

"...It's me, what's wrong..."

The boy raised his head slightly.

Yuuko Otsuki pursed her lips.

"Um... my name is Otsuki Yuyuko... I'm Raku... I'm..."

Yuyuko Otsuki wanted to introduce her band, but she suddenly got stuck.

"My name is Nekoyashiki Haru."

The boy suddenly introduced himself, which relieved Otsuki Yuuko's embarrassment.

Yuyuko Otsuki first breathed a sigh of relief, then suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"Nekoyashiki?! The legendary, extremely rare surname?!"

"uh-huh."

Nekoyashiki Haru nodded slightly.

"Then...can I call you...Nekoyashiki-senpai?"

"up to you."

"Nekoyashiki Haru shrugged and said, while Hiroi Kikuri next to him laughed."

"Hehe, loading up the cargo."

"...Watch out, my keyboard might accidentally fly over your head during my next performance."

Nekoyashiki Haru said irritably.