Lonely Rock for the Blind.

"Don't go along with her..."

Iwashita Shima sighed.

"Disturbing people for no reason will only annoy them."

No way!

Eliza laughed.

"Xiao Qing really needs friends."

Eliza patted Hiroi Kikuri's head.

"Kikuri! Do your best!"

"...What you said suddenly makes me feel like I'm carrying a heavy burden."

Kikuri Hiroi sighed, but quickly smiled again.

"Don't worry! Leave it to me! I haven't been a reliable senior in ages! Hahahaha!"

Hiroi Kikuri took out the Demon Slayer Sake and laughed heartily.

Chapter 141 Purple Memories (Part 1)

"Yo~"

It was another night, and the boy in black was walking home alone after the live show ended.

Then he was stopped by the purple-eyed woman lying on the road.

The strong smell of alcohol and the noisy chatter made Nekoyashiki Haru make a disgusted expression.

The cane reached forward and soon touched the wine box on the ground. Using this as a reference, Nekoyashiki Haru took a step to the other side.

"Hey hey hey~ Don't go, bro."

However, before she could take a single step, Hiroi Kikuri quickly stopped her.

"...Is there something you need?"

"Nekoyashiki Haru asked in a calm tone."

Hiroi Kikuri smiled, and then widened her eyes a little to carefully examine the boy in front of her.

Beneath her short, slightly long black hair was skin even whiter than that of Kikuto Hiroi. Black sunglasses completely covered her eyes, and there was a hint of displeasure in the corner of her mouth. A silver earring on her right ear gleamed under the city's neon lights.

Although it's obvious that the part in Hiroi Kikuri is pasted on.

She's obviously not very old... According to Eliza, she's only fifteen? Around the third year of junior high or the first year of senior high?

Hmm, aren't they all just kids?

"Oh dear, big sister, I didn't mean any harm. Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

Hiroi Kikuri reached out her hand to comfort Nekoya Shikiharu.

Nekoyashiki Haru didn't dodge, but presumably because she couldn't.

He is blind, after all.

When Kikuri Hiroi's hand touched Haru Nekoyashiki, the boy recoiled as if he had been electrocuted.

then…

boom!

It crashed into the green trees behind it.

"pain…"

Nekoyashiki Haru instinctively cried out in pain, but when she realized that someone was still watching her, she immediately put on an act as if nothing was wrong.

"Ah... I'm sorry..."

Hiroi Kikuri scratched her head with a hint of guilt.

"I shouldn't have suddenly reached out..."

"...It's okay, just don't bother me."

Nekoyashiki Haru tapped her black white cane on the ground, and soon touched the tactile paving again.

"Oh, how about I give you a ride?"

When Hiroi Kikuri is drunk, she clearly has no sense of distance whatsoever.

"unnecessary."

"Oh, don't be shy~ I'll help you..."

Hiroi Kikuri stepped forward to help Nekoyashiki Haru, but Nekoyashiki Haru resisted and broke free.

"Who are you? I don't know you!"

"Well, I'm Kikuri Hiroi, you know me, right?"

"I don't know him!"

"Our guitarist is Eliza, you must know her!"

Kikuto Hiroi quickly said.

"... "

Upon hearing the name of a familiar person, Nekoyashiki Haru visibly calmed down a bit.

"So what exactly do you want from me...?"

"What's wrong..."

Hiroi Kikuri scratched her chin.

"Ah! You, come join our band!"

"... "

"Did you hear that? Join our band! I'll teach you..."

Before Hiroi Kikuri could finish speaking, she saw Nekoyashiki Haru turn and leave.

Click~

She accidentally kicked away a box of Oni-slaying sake that was on the ground in Hiroi Kiku.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru paused for a moment, then stepped forward, used her cane to pinpoint the location, and picked up the Demon Slayer Sake.

Hiroi Kikuri, standing behind him, was taken aback and instinctively reached out to wait for the other person to hand her the drink.

"... "

However, Nekoyashiki Haru had no intention of returning it. He took the wine and walked forward, stopping by the trash can based on his memory.

He then casually tossed the bottle into the trash can.

With a flick of her middle finger at Hiroi Kikuri behind her, Nekoyashiki Haru strode away.

"Aaaaaah! What have you done?!"

Hiroi Kikuri ran to the trash can, crying.

"Liquor! Unopened! Are you getting revenge on me?! Huh?!"

Kikuri Hiroi called out to the departing figure.

"I won't let this go! Just you wait!"

...

……

.........

"So, your wine got thrown in the trash and you were looked down upon?"

Iwashita Shima asked.

"yes…"

Hiroi Kikuri nodded.

"Seriously... the alcohol content is too low~"

"Serves you right. If you hadn't bothered them, they wouldn't have thrown your drink at you."

Shima Iwashita said.

"Ah! Shima! How can you take the side of outsiders!"

Kikuto Hiroi filed a complaint against Shima Iwashita.

Iwashita Shima was speechless.

"You were the one who bothered him all along... You got carried away and started talking about saving his music, and now you probably realize how annoying you are."

Iwashita Shima waved his hand.

"Don't make such a fuss, or I'll be the one giving gifts and apologizing again."

"I won't give up!"

"Huh? What else are you planning to do?"

"Giving up now doesn't mean I'm admitting defeat! I'm a rock star!"

"When can we call ourselves rock stars? We've only been around for a year!"

Iwashita Shima sighed.

"You were perfectly normal at first... it's all because you drank alcohol..."

"Oh well! Anyway, I'll definitely go again!"

Kikuri Hiroi clenched her fist tightly.