Lonely Rock for the Blind.

Nekoyashiki Haru blinked.

"I know that much, so I'm just spacing out for now."

Haru Nekoyashiki faces the stage, waiting.

"You have so many more colors in your eyes now."

"There will probably be more in the future."

After all, the color of the first mile hasn't been applied yet.

Click...

Ijichi Hoshika walked over.

"Pa, go tune the sound."

Yes, yes~

Dahei Yin sighed and then walked towards the mixing console.

"... "

Ijichi Seika glanced at Nekoyashiki Haru, pursed her lips, and took a few steps to the other side.

"?"

Hearing footsteps, Nekoyashiki Haru turned her head.

Click~

After confirming the location with the sound, Nekoyashiki Haru frowned.

Why are you so far away from me?

"Cough cough... It's nothing..."

Ichi Hoshika turned her head.

"Cheer up! Hongxia and the others have been preparing for you for a long time today."

Nekoyashiki Haru said with a smile.

"Although I overslept today... I think Xingge-jie can look forward to everyone's gifts later."

"Ah... um, I can't wait!"

Ichika nodded and quickly ended the conversation.

"... "

Seeing that Ijichi Hoshika didn't seem to want to continue the conversation, Nekoyashiki Haru turned her head back to the stage.

The four people on the stage have all gathered. Nekoyashiki Haru can't see them, but she can hear their faint voices.

At this point... the hearing must be abnormal.

Nekoyashiki Haru shook her head, clearing her mind of distractions.

Let's look forward to the performance.

...

……

.........

Happy birthday, sister!

After the performance, the four people walked off the stage and spoke to Ijichi Seika.

"Yes, thank you."

Ijichi Hoshika smiled and nodded.

"And then came the cake!"

Kita Ikuyo took the cake out from the other side and placed it on the table.

"The store manager has been taking good care of us all year. Thank you so much, store manager! Happy birthday!"

"Thank you."

Ichiji Hoshika nodded.

In this kind of atmosphere, it's impossible not to feel good.

Ichi Nijika took out a gift box from behind her.

"This is from this year."

"Another plush toy?"

"Ichiko asked."

"It seems like you've always been giving me these kinds of gifts."

"Because my sister likes it, right?"

"Ichi Nijika said."

Ijichi Hoshika nodded without refuting.

"Sister, why don't you just tear it down? We're all acquaintances anyway."

"Ichi Nijika smiled."

"Um…"

Ichiji Hoshika hesitated a little.

"Let's take it apart and see."

Nijika Ichi's expression held a hint of anticipation.

Ichi Hoshika nodded and opened the gift box.

Inside the gift box, a jet-black cat plush toy was taken out.

"... "

"How is it? Do you like it?"

"Ichi Nijika asked with a smile."

"... "

猫…

猫？

Nekoyashiki Haru?!

As if by conditioned reflex, Ijichi Hoshika looked at the boy holding the gift box beside her.

"elder sister?"

Ichi Nijika was taken aback.

Don't you like it?

I still like it.

Ichi Hoshika hugged the doll tightly.

"I'm very satisfied, thank you."

"... "

Ichi Nijika frowned.

"Don't hold it too tightly. I haven't washed it yet since I just bought it. I'll wash it when I get home."

"it is good…"

Ichiji Hoshika nodded.

Goto Ichiri walked up.

"Well, um... Happy birthday... Please accept this..."

Goto Ichiri bowed and offered the massage device.

"Massage device?"

"Um, if the store manager's shoulders are sore, they can use this..."

"...Thank you, Pochi, that's very kind of you."

Although I briefly wondered if Goto Ichiri was implying that she was getting old, I knew it was impossible.

Pochettino would never do such a thing.

Ichi Hoshika placed the massager in place.

Yamada Ryo walked up.

Happy birthday, here you go.

Subsequently, a dozen bottles of juice were delivered to the singer, Yidizhixing.

"…juice?"

"Yes."

Yamada Ryo nodded.

Ijichi Hoshika showed a look of disgust.

"Still the cheapest one..."

“Your sister cut off my source of funding, so this is all I can give you.”

Yamada Ryo said confidently.

"...Okay, okay, thank you."

Ijichi Hoshika put the juice away.