Lonely Rock for the Blind.

A glass of water was placed on the coffee table.

Nekoyashiki Haru was sitting on the sofa when she heard the sound and stared blankly up at the sound.

"Have some water."

Nekoya Shiki made her voice out.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru didn't say anything, but just lowered her head and stared blankly again.

"... "

Nekoya Saki sat down next to him.

"You heard what they meant, didn't you?"

"Nekoya Shiki said."

"I did lie to you, I did take advantage of them, but I just told them the truth."

"... "

"Isn't the result quite clear? They all want you to receive treatment."

"... "

"Why resist, Qing?"

Nekoya Shiki raised her head.

"Are you still worried about them? Is it because too much time has passed? Are you afraid they'll forget you? Or are you afraid you'll forget them?"

Nekoya Shiki narrowed her eyes.

"Or perhaps you're simply afraid of a future where things will change and people will be different?"

"... "

"But there's nothing you can do now, no matter what."

Nekoya Shiki looked at her hands.

Nekoyashiki Haru remained silent.

Nekoya Shiki takes a deep breath.

Are you going to let them down?

Squeak.

Nekoyashiki Haru turned to face Nekoyashiki Saki.

"The chartered plane will arrive tomorrow afternoon, so get a good rest tonight."

"Nekoya Shiki said softly."

Then he got up and walked towards the door.

"I'll come pick you up tomorrow... I won't be staying here anymore, you probably don't want me to stay with you."

"…mom…"

Nekoyashiki Haru spoke softly.

"what happened?"

Nekoya Shiki looks back at Nekoya Shikiharu.

Much later, Nekoyashiki Haru didn't say anything.

I don't know if it's because I don't want to talk about it, or because I don't know what to say.

Nekoya Shiki pondered for a moment, then went outside.

"Keep an eye on Xiao Qing for me."

The old man in the suit next door said that Nekoya Shiki then left the apartment building.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru picked up a glass of water from the coffee table.

"... "

Then it gently tilted onto the coffee table.

The water was flowing gurglingly.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru didn't get up until all the water in the cup had disappeared.

Then he walked towards his room.

After entering the room, he fumbled to open the wardrobe.

While rummaging through the closet, I found quite a few CDs.

Click...

The CD started spinning on the record player.

Nekoyashiki Haru sat on the ground and put the headphones in her ears.

The slightly frenetic rock music started playing in my ears.

He deliberately turned the volume up very high.

It's very, very big.

My ears started to hurt from listening to it.

I picked up my guitar, which I kept in my room.

Nekoyashiki Haru lowered her head and began to play silently.

The old man outside heard the guitar music, hesitated for a moment, and then went into the apartment.

Then I looked into the bedroom... and there was a boy sitting on the floor playing the guitar.

Nekoyashiki Haru played the guitar, playing and playing, like a machine.

One impromptu piece after another.

Until the disc ends.

Nekoyashiki Haru reached out and changed the CD, and then the guitar started playing again.

One hour, two hours.

Nekoyashiki Haru kept playing.

The old man went into the bedroom.

"You should go to sleep."

"…No…"

Nekoyashiki Haru softly refused.

"Let me play, don't bother me."

"... "

The old man hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

He then walked out of the apartment.

...

……

.........

"One mile?"

Michiyo Goto looked at Ichiri Goto, who was staring blankly at the table, and said softly.

"If you don't eat now, the food will get cold."

"Ah...I...I understand."

Feeling inexplicably uneasy, Goto Ichiri nodded, then picked up a piece of rice and put it in his mouth.

"It's...it's delicious!"

"...What's wrong with you today? Why do you seem so nervous?"

Michiyo Goto tilted her head and asked.

"Ah...no, that...because..."

Goto Ichiri hurriedly reached out to explain.

Goto Jiri, who was standing next to him, laughed.

"Has your sister found a boyfriend yet?!"

"Eh?!"

Goto Ichiri suddenly turned his head to look at Goto Jiri.

"I, I, I...no...no!"

Goto Ichiri shook his head vigorously.

The scene of Ijichi Nijika and Yamada Ryo arguing behind the school building replayed in her mind.

"I don't have a boyfriend! We're all just friends! Um... friends!"

Goto Ichiri's fingers were intertwined.

"You can't just say things like that..."

"Is my sister still alone?"

Goto Jiri tilted his head in confusion.