Lonely Rock for the Blind.

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.........

Why did you suddenly run away?

Nekoyashiki Haru asked Yamada Ryo.

"Let me...let you...get some exercise...phew..."

"I can't breathe," Yamada Ryo said, his breathing rapid.

"You're out of breath after just a few steps. You're the one who needs to exercise."

Nekoyashiki Haru sighed.

"I have abs."

Yamada Ryo took Nekoyashiki Haru's hand and pressed it on his abdomen.

"...You got this from losing weight, didn't you?"

"Nekoyashiki Haru said."

"Could it be that I have a special talent?"

Yamada Ryo retorted.

"You're considered exceptionally talented after running like that?"

Nekoyashiki Haru patted Yamada Ryo's head.

"Alright, what do we do next?"

"They always stay with me before the band's practice time."

Yamada Ryo said in a commanding tone.

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Nekoyashiki Haru nodded with a smile.

Yamada Ryo was silent for a moment, then slowly reached out and took Nekoyashiki Haru's hand.

"Is Shima also your target?"

Yamada Ryo suddenly asked.

"?"

Nekoyashiki Haru paused for a moment.

"Wait...why do you feel that way?"

"It's hard not to think that way about your recent performance."

Yamada Ryo nodded and said.

"Uh…"

Nekoyashiki Haru couldn't refute it, and after a moment of hesitation, she continued.

"I'm not a succubus, and Shima hasn't shown any signs of liking me, has she?"

"Hmm... I didn't notice either."

Yamada Ryo seemed to be deep in thought.

"Then why did you say it?"

Nekoyashiki Haru was a little dissatisfied.

"intuition."

Yamada Ryo smiled.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about anyone else, I'm with you now."

Haruto Nekoyashiki emphasized.

"But I don't dislike talking about these kinds of topics."

Yamada Ryo patted Nekoyashiki Haru's arm.

"I'm really curious about your limits now."

"Limit? Normally, you should be angry about my recent performance, right?!"

Nekoyashiki Haru raised her voice.

“I’ve already started playing rock music, so if I’m too normal, people won’t know I play rock music.”

Yamada Ryo lowered his hand from Nekoyashiki Haru's arm.

"I'm hungry, treat me to a meal."

"it is good…"

Nekoyashiki Haru breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hongxia isn't here, can I still ask for money?"

Yamada Ryo continued.

"No problem, I've always prepared one for you."

Nekoyashiki Haru took out her wallet, and then it was pressed down the next moment.

"Never mind."

Yamada Ryo said calmly.

"What's wrong? I won't tell Hongxia."

Nekoyashiki Haru tilted her head.

"Forget it, forget it. I suddenly don't want to eat anymore."

Yamada Ryo shook his head.

"So what should we do?"

Nekoyashiki Haru was confused.

"... "

After another moment of silence, Yamada Ryo slowly spoke.

"I suddenly feel like going to see a certain place."

"?"

Nekoyashiki Haru tilted her head.

...

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.........

"...Where are we now?"

Nekoyashiki Haru, who was just following Yamada Ryo, asked a question.

"...a place without a name."

Yamada Ryo stopped and said to Nekoyashiki Haru beside him.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru blinked.

"Is it a place that holds memories for you?"

"Ah."

Yamada Ryo nodded.

"...About your previous band?"

"Nekoyashiki Haru guessed."

"Yes."

Yamada Ryo nodded.

"Is this your first performance?"

"No."

"The last performance?"

"Not at all."

Yamada Ryo leaned against the railing behind him.

The clouds in the sky stretched into white chains, running parallel to the river behind the girl.

Yamada Ryo raised his hand, as if he were stretching.

"This is just a place where the band used to walk together."

"Often?"

"Nekoyashiki Haru asked."

"Just a few times."

Ryo Yamada replied.

"... "

"I just suddenly remembered this place. If I had thought of somewhere else, I would have gone somewhere else. So it's no big deal here."

Yamada Ryo lowered his head, watching the boots of the passerby in front of him glide through the air.

"I remember it was because of differing ideologies?"