Lonely Rock for the Blind.

"Besides, we can already catch a glimpse of the audience during live performances, so a street performance of one kilometer is definitely no problem."

"...But...but street performances are different from stage performances..."

Goto Ichiri shook his head vigorously.

"...The audience below the stage...are all here to watch the live performance...but with street performances...a lot of unrelated people will look over...those looks that seem to say, 'What the hell are you doing?'...I absolutely can't stand that..."

"It's not that serious, but just saying that won't dispel your fear, Ichiri."

Nekoyashiki Haru sighed.

"Maybe we should hide in the mango box first."

Nijika Ichichi took out the box of "Perfectly Ripe Mangoes".

"!"

Goto Ichiri's eyes lit up.

"No, let's try a different method, otherwise there won't be any progress at all."

Nekoyashiki Haru shook her head, then made a suggestion.

"How's my wig...?"

"Ugh?"

Goto Ichiri's eyes lit up even more.

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"Plop..."

Sunlight streamed down the deserted street, and Goto Ichiri nervously swallowed.

Today... today is the day of the street performance... although there aren't many passersby yet, in a little while, when the time comes, those people will spawn from all sorts of places like NPCs.

Ugh... I'm starting to get goosebumps...

"Don't be nervous, Pochi. We're just here to give it a try."

Niji Natsumi reached out and patted Goto Ichiri on the shoulder.

"Besides, you can wear a kitten headgear, right? If you have one, it should be fine, right?"

"Ugh...you're right..."

Goto Ichiri nodded, then took out the [Poison Cat] headgear from behind him and put it on with a bang.

Sniff...

Her cheeks were slightly flushed inside the helmet.

It smells like sunshine...

With his consciousness slightly blurred, Goto Ichiri's steps became unsteady.

Click click...

The electronic facial expression on the headgear lit up.

Then...

boom!

Goto Ichiri bumped his head into a tree next to him.

"Ugh... I can't see..."

Goto Ichiri sat on the ground and whispered.

"...Because we never intended for anyone else to use it in the first place...that hood is designed so that you can't see outside..."

"I can't breathe," said Haruto Nekoyashiki, who was pulling the speaker. He sighed and explained.

"Street performances... I really miss them."

Kita Ikuyo sighed.

"When I first started learning guitar with my senior, he took me to do street performances..."

Kita Ikuyo touched the bra strap on her shoulder.

"Although the performance was terrible..."

Kita Ikuyo sighed.

What about your drum set?

Yamada Ryo asked Iji Chi Nikka, who was standing next to him.

"Please ask Kiku-senpai to help me deliver this!"

"Ichi Nijika said with a smile."

"…who?"

Nekoyashiki Haru paused for a moment.

"Kikuri-senpai... Ah, speaking of which, should we change how we address you from now on?"

"Your sister... oh, Sister Xingge doesn't have a driver's license."

Nekoyashiki Haru realized what was happening.

"There's no other way... When I get to that age, the first thing I'll do is get my driver's license!"

Ichi Nijika nodded earnestly.

How much longer until we reach our destination?

Nekoyashiki Haru then asked.

"We're here already, it's just a few steps away."

Ichi Nijika quickened her pace, leading the others towards the pre-arranged street performance location.

"Kikuri-senpai... Ah, there she is!"

Ichi Nijika exclaimed in surprise, but as she slowly approached, her pace slowed down.

"Teacher Kikuri?"

Kita Yuki tilted her head.

Hiroi Kikuri tried to shrink herself down under the drum set in front of her.

"...That's wonderful...you arrived before the city NPCs appeared...thank you so much..."

When Hiroi Kikuri saw the group, her expression immediately relaxed.

"Big Sister Kikuri..."

Goto Ichiri took off his hood and looked at Hiroi Kikuri in front of him.

A feeling of warmth suddenly welled up inside me.

That being said... I never realized before, but Hongxia's drum kit skills might actually be surprisingly good?

"If Hongxia is playing the drums... I'll crawl underneath her..."

"Please don't think such strange things! I will absolutely not let anyone squeeze between me and the drum set!"

Ichika Ichika tapped Goto Ichiri's head in an annoyed tone.

"Ugh..."

Hiroi Kikuri crawled toward Nekoyashiki Haru and then grabbed Nekoyashiki Haru's arm.

Nekoyashiki Haru paused for a moment, then reached out and stroked Hiroi Kikuri's hair.

"It's okay, it's okay, no one else saw you."

"Um…"

"..." × 3

The three people who witnessed this scene remained silent.

Goto Ichiri hesitated... but in the end, she hardened her heart and did not approach her fellow inhabitants in the shelter.

She quickly put the hood on.

Accompanied by a delightful scent, Goto Ichiri took out his guitar.

"Everyone, get your instruments out! Let's get ready..."

"I'm happy that you're so enthusiastic, but it's not that fast yet."

Ichi Nijika shook her head, then took out a folded piece of paper from the suitcase that Kita Ikuyo was pulling.

I casually unfolded it into a cardboard box and placed it in front of me.

"Ta-da! If our performance is pretty good, some kind people will put money in!"

"beg…"

Yamada Ryo blurted it out.

"This is a performance; if you dare say that word, I'll tie your tongue into a bow."

Ichi Nijika pointed to the ribbon tied into a bow and threatened.

Then he sighed helplessly.

"Seriously, don't always try to be clever. Does Liang think he's some kind of arrogant musician who says, 'My music will never be sold for money'?"

"Do not…"

Yamada Ryo shook his head.

Kita Ikuyo looked at Yamada Ryo.

"... "

After a moment of silence, he took out his wallet and tossed a coin into the box.