Lonely Rock for the Blind.

Snap...

The moment the coins fell into the cardboard box, the blue figure darted over.

"Thank you for the tip. Wishing you good fortune, all your wishes come true, good health, and success in your career today."

Yamada Ryo took out a coin and said to Kita Ikuyo.

"Ah... they've already started saying auspicious words."

Kita Ikuyo smiled with satisfaction.

"They're so soft-hearted when it comes to money."

Ichi Nijika's lips twitched.

"You can't do that during the performance later, it'll get cold."

"... "

Why aren't you saying anything?

"If I obey, can I get 5% afterwards?"

Yamada Ryo asked seriously.

"You're not short of money right now, are you?!"

Yidi Zhihongxia roared.

"As for money... that's how you slowly save it up."

Yamada Ryoai shook her head sadly.

"You're shameless..."

Ichi Nijika shook her head.

"Alright, let's get the speakers and instruments ready! Good luck, everyone."

Ichi Nijika raised her hand.

Everyone agreed.

Nekoyashiki Haru listened to their busy sounds with her arms crossed.

"What...are we going to do?"

Hiroi Kikuri asked Nekoyashiki Haru.

Even if you ask me that, I can't give you an answer...

Nekoyashiki Haru shook her head.

"Just watch from here, they know what to do... Ah, please take care of the filming, Kiku-nee."

"...Yes, no problem."

Hiroi Kikuri smiled and nodded.

As time progressed and the sun rose, people appeared out of nowhere on the street, forming a moving crowd.

Holding the guitar, Goto Ichiri, who had been immersed in the smell, opened his eyes wide.

The chaotic footsteps made Goto Ichiri tense.

"Let's begin..."

"Ichi Nijika reminded me in a low voice."

Tap, tap, tap…

The drumsticks tapped three times lightly, followed by the sounds of guitar and bass.

Kita Ikuyo brought her mouth to the microphone and spoke softly.

The idle crowd approached the small stage where the four girls were, stopping to listen to their voices.

call…

Goto Ichiri closed his eyes.

For her, she can play the guitar well even if she can't see.

Wearing the headgear, it felt as if Nekoyashiki Haru was right beside him.

I feel really...much better.

The lead guitarist's exceptional performance spurred the others to become even more focused.

In the crowd, a woman with pigtails looked at the musicians and couldn't help but gape.

"what…"

Hiroi Kikuri paused for a moment, then looked at Nekoyashiki Haru beside her.

"that…"

"what happened?"

"I think I saw something... the poisonous thing went dark."

"I see."

Nekoyashiki Haru nodded.

Chapter 315 The Headgear (Discount tomorrow! Come back and read it!)

"End the band...?"

Sato Aiko stared at the band in the distance, frozen in place.

His pupils contracted and dilated several times, then he pursed his lips, finally confirming that it was indeed the End of the Band.

It's only been a few days... and you seem to have gotten better?

Sato Aiko thought to herself.

"Speaking of which, why is [Guitar Hero] teacher wearing the [Poison Cat] headgear...? Is he also a fan? Wait..."

Sato Aiko opened her eyes wide.

Based on the connections I'd gathered beforehand, that hood might actually be the one used by [Poison Cat] himself?

Are they really that close?!

She took a mask out of her pocket and put it on, followed by sunglasses and a baseball cap.

After disguising herself, Sato Aiko moved forward.

Yamada Ryo, who was playing bass with his head down, suddenly paused.

The approaching figure caused the golden pupils to contract slightly.

"... "

Sato Aiko carefully examined Goto Ichiri's hood.

This... should be the genuine version, right?

Wow... So geniuses always seem to gather together?

At that time...

"Miss, if our performance is good, please donate some money."

Yamada Ryo's voice suddenly rang out, startling Sato Aiko.

"Hey! It's cold!"

"Ichi Nijika, behind the drum set, muttered in a dissatisfied tone."

"Ah..."

Sato Aiko quickly took her wallet out of her pocket, then grabbed some banknotes and threw them into the cardboard box.

Just as she threw the ball, others squeezed up behind her.

"Wait! You guys..."

Sato Aiko was pushed out of the crowd.

Yamada Ryo's lips curled up slightly, and then, under the disapproving gaze of Ijichi Nijika behind him, he raised his bass again.

"Tch... those bastards..."

Swearing under her breath at the crowd, Aiko Sato walked away into the distance.

She was about to leave.

"Ah... um, please wait a moment..."

A weak voice rang out, and Sato Aiko was taken aback.

Then look back.

Hiroi Kikuri was looking at herself.

Sato Aiko opened her eyes wide.

"Oh? What are you doing here?"

"...Just passing by?"

Hiroi Kikuri scratched her head and said uncertainly.

"... "

Sato Aiko's lips curled up.

"Would you mind coming to the coffee shop with me? I think now would be a good time for an interview..."

Before Sato Aiko could finish speaking, her pupils suddenly contracted.

A boy who was clicking his tongue lightly was walking towards him from a distance.

"!!!"

Violent maniac!