Lonely Rock for the Blind.

"…ah."

Nekoyashiki's purple, fragmented pupils widened behind her sunglasses.

"Oh, this is the shop we've come to..."

Nekoyashiki Haru was silent for a moment, then said softly.

"Yes, it's been a long time."

"...Long time no see...How come you look like this now?"

Looking at Nekoyashiki Haru's cane and sunglasses, the green-haired female shopkeeper hesitated and asked.

"Something unexpected happened."

Nekoyashiki Haru nodded and explained.

"I see."

The green-haired shop manager nodded.

"Then I'll be going now. Let's catch up another time when we have more time."

"Nekoyashiki Haru said softly, then walked outside."

Goto Ichiri behind him became his eyes, helping him adjust his direction.

"... "

The green-haired shop manager withdrew his hand.

"That child... actually..."

My thoughts drifted back to the past.

...

……

.........

"Sister Xingge..."

Nekoyashiki Haru looked at the short-haired, blond delinquent girl in front of her, engrossed in playing the guitar, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The manager said... don't just take the guitars from the store and play them."

"I'm not doing this casually, I'm just... helping to check if the guitars in the store are of normal quality... um!"

"...You've tried it five times already."

Nekoyashiki Haru squinted her purple eyes.

"Sister Xingge, act a little more like an adult."

"Huh? Don't I look like an adult? What do you mean by that, kid?"

Nineteen-year-old Ijichi Seika said with dissatisfaction to the seven-year-old child in front of her.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru looked at Ijichi Seika and asked her question expressionlessly.

"It's normal to be dissatisfied, right? You went out to work without telling Auntie and Hongxia, and you even asked me to cover for you. Is it really okay for Sister Xingge to treat me like this now?"

"Gu..."

Ichi Seika paused for a moment, then scratched her head.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and patted Nekoyashiki Haru's head.

"Thank you."

"…never mind…"

Nekoyashiki Haru shook her head.

“That’s right, Xingge, you’re not even as good as a 7-year-old child.”

The green-haired store manager walked over.

"At least this child knows to help clean up and water the plants. What about you?"

The green-haired shop manager squinted.

"These are the kinds of jobs you should have done."

"this…"

Ijichi Seika reluctantly put down her guitar.

"Sigh... I might as well give your salary to this child."

The green-haired store manager sighed.

"That would be employing child labor."

Nekoyashiki Haru looked at the green-haired shopkeeper and said.

"I know... so I'm giving you some extra reward. I bought you a cake, come and eat."

The green-haired shopkeeper leaned down and spoke to Nekoyashiki Haru.

Ijichi Hoshika looked at the green-haired shop manager.

What kind of cake?

"What do you care about the cake? There's no cake for you anyway."

The green-haired shop manager shook his head.

"Put the instrument back right away."

"…Well…"

The green-haired shopkeeper wanted to hold Nekoyashiki Haru's hand.

But it was easily dodged.

The green-haired shop manager paused for a moment, then walked towards the table.

This time, Nekoyashiki Haru followed along.

At a small table.

The cake was folded open.

It was a small piece of blueberry cake.

Cut the cream with a fork and step into the sponge-like cake base.

"what…"

The green-haired shopkeeper forked a piece and offered it to Nekoya Shikiharu's mouth.

“I can eat by myself.”

Nekoyashiki Haru dodged the cake.

The green-haired shop manager was slightly taken aback, then smiled.

"It's okay, don't be shy."

"...I'm not shy, I mean, I can eat by myself."

Nekoyashiki Haru raised her head, her beautiful purple eyes looking at the green-haired shopkeeper.

"I can use a fork."

Nekoyashiki Haru took another fork out of the box.

Then, in front of the green-haired shopkeeper, he slowly and deliberately began to eat the cake.

This made the green-haired shop manager rather embarrassed, but fortunately there was no one else around.

She put the cake that Nekoyashiki Haru hadn't eaten into her mouth.

The cake wasn't big; it was more like a small dessert.

Nekoyashiki Haru quickly finished the cake.

He looked at the green-haired shop manager, then remained silent for a moment before asking.

"how much is it?"

"what?"

"How much is this cake?"

"No need, this is my treat, why are you being so formal, child?"

The green-haired shop manager was both amused and exasperated.

Nekoyashiki Haru lowered her head, then took out all the money from her pocket and placed it in front of the green-haired shopkeeper.

"All my money should be enough."

"No, no, no, I already said I don't need it!"

The green-haired shopkeeper pushed the money back in front of Nekoyashiki Haru.

But Nekoyashiki Haru didn't say anything, and instead jumped off the chair.

"But I've already eaten the cake."

Nekoyashiki Haru walked towards Ijichi Seika's direction.

"Please accept the money."

"... "

The green-haired shopkeeper stared at Nekoyashiki Haru and froze.

Chapter 160 Breaking in

On the street, Goto Ichiri, carrying a new guitar, hid behind Nekoyashiki Haru, peeking out half of his head to observe his surroundings.