Lonely Rock for the Blind.

"I can't let that kid look down on me!"

"...Sigh...Eliza, what does your friend like? I'll buy it in advance as an apology."

"Well, let's give her paint; I think Haru will like it."

Eliza, who had been smiling and silent from the beginning, finally spoke up.

“…Sigh…I understand.”

Iwashita Shima nodded helplessly.

...

……

"Yo! We meet again~"

It was another night, and the purple-haired woman stood smiling in front of Nekoya Shikiharu.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru ignored her and walked to the other side.

.........

It's another night.

"Oh my, what a coincidence, Mr. [Poison Cat]~"

"...What exactly do you want?"

"I just wanted to give you some pointers... cough cough, I think your current music isn't really you at all..."

"Shut up!"

Nekoyashiki Haru ignored Hiroi Kikuri and walked to the other side.

.........

It's another night.

"Yahoo~"

Kikuri Hiroi greeted him cheerfully.

“…Hiroi…”

Nekoyashiki Haru pronounced the name with disdain, then tossed a can of sake out of her pocket.

Here's the wine, don't bother me!

"Hey! Don't just throw the wine away like that!"

Hiroi Kikuri quickly caught the drink and then looked at Nekoyashiki Haru.

"Why did you decide to give me wine?"

"...Eliza said that if you do this, you might stop bothering me."

"I see."

puff~

Hiroi Kikuri took a sip of her drink and then looked at Nekoyashiki Haru.

"Today's performance was fantastic!"

"You don't need to tell me."

Nekoyashiki Haru passed Hiroi Kikusato and prepared to leave.

"I'll come see you again tomorrow."

"Huh? What exactly do you want, sis?"

Nekoyashiki Haru looked at Hiroi Kikuri behind her.

"What have I done to offend you?!"

"You could say you do have it... but seeing you looking so miserable makes me very unhappy."

Hiroi Kikusato walked up to Nekoyashiki Haru.

"When you're playing music, you should be happy, right...? But you're different..."

Hiroi Kikuri hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted Nekoyashiki Haru on the shoulder. This time, the boy didn't dodge.

"A desensitization reaction?" Hiroi Kikuri wondered.

"Your music isn't your music...you're just imitating what you're playing."

"...Is this the kind of inspirational stuff you wanted to say to me?"

"Well, I can't think of anything else, since my grades are really bad, hehe..."

"...I'm going back, don't bother me."

"Didn't you hear me?"

Hiroi Kikuri asked.

"No."

Nekoyashiki Haru turned around, her purple pupils narrowing slightly behind her sunglasses.

"I've given you the wine, and you've drunk it, so stop bothering me."

"... "

.........

It's another night.

Good evening, Mr. [Poison Cat].

"...Haa..."

"Your music isn't yours..."

"roll!"

.........

It was noon this time.

"Good evening... oh no, I'm used to it, cough cough, good afternoon."

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru raised her black cane.

"Ahem, I have to say, your music isn't yours..."

"Go away!"

The white cane gently tapped on Hiroi Kikuri's shoulder.

It was very light, as if afraid of hurting someone.

"Ah! Don't hit me!"

"Then get lost!"

.........

This time it's morning.

"What a coincidence."

"...Please, please find someone else...or I'll give you some money, just leave me alone..."

"Although it's very tempting, I'll pass."

Hiroi Kikuri shook her head.

"Your music isn't your own music."

"Aha…"

Nekoyashiki Haru sighed, then calmly raised her cane.

Kikuri Hiroi broke out in a cold sweat.

"Wait!"

Snapped!

.........

Time and time again, she kept bothering him. To be honest, sometimes even Hiroi Kikuri herself didn't understand why she was so persistent about this boy.

Perhaps it was because I could really see the shadow of his pain.

He tried hard to imitate and played with all his might, but what he longed for seemed to drift further and further away from him.

You can tell from Hiroi Kikuri.

Just like that version of myself who once longed for rock and roll but couldn't get close to it because of social anxiety.

That's why I keep trying to get close to you and bother you.

What are they hoping for?

It's probably hoped that he can play for something else...

"Rock and roll should be a very happy thing..."

On the rooftop, Hiroi Kikuri spoke to Nekoyashiki Haru.

"Come join our band as a mercenary tomorrow, Mr. Poison Cat."

"…casual…"

Nekoyashiki Haru, sipping his beer, casually replied.

Chapter 142 Purple Memories (Part 2)