Lonely Rock for the Blind

"Did you hear that? Join our band! I'll teach you..."

Before Hiroi Kikuri could finish her words, she saw Nekayashiki Haru turn around and leave.

Click~

He accidentally kicked away a box of Demon Slayer sake that Hiroi Kikuri had placed on the ground.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru was stunned for a moment, then walked forward, used his blind stick to determine the location, and picked up the Demon Slayer Sake.

Hiroi Kikuri behind him was stunned and subconsciously stretched out her hand, waiting for the other party to hand the wine to her.

"... "

However, Nekayashiki Haru had no intention of returning it. He walked forward with the wine and stood next to the trash can based on his memory.

Then he threw the wine into the trash can.

He raised his middle finger to Hiroi Kikuri behind him and walked away.

"Ahhh! What have you done?!"

Hiroi Kikuri ran to the trash can crying.

"Wine! It's unopened! Are you taking revenge on me?! Huh?!"

Hiroi Kikuri shouted at the receding figure.

"I won't give up! Just wait!"

...

……

.........

"So, your wine was thrown into the trash and you were looked down upon?"

Iwashita Shima asked.

"yes…"

Hiroi Kikuri nodded.

"Really... the alcohol content is not enough~"

"You deserve it. If you hadn't bothered them, they wouldn't have thrown the wine at you."

Shima Iwashita said.

"Ah! Shima! Why are you speaking for outsiders?"

Hiroi Kikuri accuses Iwashita Shima.

Iwashita Shima was speechless.

"You were the one who bothered him in the first place... and then you said something about saving his music on a whim. Now you realize how annoying you are."

Iwashita Shima waved his hand.

"Don't make so much trouble, otherwise I will be the one to give gifts and apologize again."

"I won't give up!"

"Huh? What else are you going to do?"

"Giving up now doesn't mean I'm admitting defeat?! I'm a rock star!"

"Since when can we be called rock stars? Didn't we just debut a year ago?!"

Iwashita Shima sighed.

"You were normal at first...it was only because you drank that..."

"Oh! Anyway, I'm definitely going to go again!"

Hiroi Kikuri clenched her fists tightly.

"I can't let that kid look down on me!"

"...Hey...Eliza, what does your friend like? I bought it in advance as an apology."

"Well, I'll give you paint. I think Qing will like it."

Eliza, who had been smiling and silent since the beginning, finally spoke.

“…Ah…I understand.”

Iwashita Shima nodded helplessly.

...

……

"Hey! See you again~"

It was another night, and the purple-haired woman stood in front of Nekoyashiki Haru with a smile.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru ignored it and walked to the other side.

.........

Another night.

"Oh my, what a coincidence, Mr. Poison Cat~"

“…What on earth are you going to do?”

"I just wanted to give you some pointers~ Ahem, I think your current music is completely different from yourself..."

"Shut up!"

Nekoyashiki Haru ignored Hiroi Kikuri and walked to the other side.

.........

Another night.

"Ah, ho~"

Hiroi Kikuri greeted cheerfully.

“…Hiroi…”

Nekoyashiki Haru pronounced the name with disdain, then threw a can of wine from his pocket.

"Here's the wine, leave me alone!"

"Ahh! Don't throw the wine away like that."

Hiroi Kikuri quickly caught the wine and looked at Nekayashiki Haru.

"Why are you thinking of giving me wine?"

“…Eliza said you might stop bothering me.”

"That's it."

puff~

Hiroi Kikuri took a sip of wine and then looked at Nekayashiki Haru.

“Today’s performance was great.”

"You don't need to tell me."

Nekoyashiki Haru walked past Hiroi Kikuri and prepared to leave.

"I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Huh? What on earth do you want to do, big sis?"

Nekoyashiki Haru looked at Hiroi Kikuri behind him.

"Did I offend you in any way?!"

"Well, I do...seeing you in so much pain makes me very unhappy."

Hiroi Kikuri walked up to Nekoyashiki Haru.

"When playing music, you should be happy, right? But you are different..."

Hiroi Kikuri hesitated for a moment, then reached out and patted Nekayashiki Haru's shoulder. This time the boy did not dodge.

Is this a desensitization reaction? Hiroi Kikuri thought.

“Your music is not your music…you are just imitating it.”

"…Is this the kind of chicken soup for the soul that you want to say to me?"

"Well, I can't think of anything more. After all, my academic performance is very poor, hehe..."

“…I’m going back now. Don’t bother me anymore.”

"Didn't you hear it?"

Hiroi Kikuri asked.

"No."

Nekoyashiki Haru turned around, and his purple pupils narrowed slightly under his sunglasses.

"I've given you the wine, drink it, and stop bothering me."

"... "

.........

Another night.

"Good evening, Mr. Poison Cat."

“…Haaa…”

“Your music is not your…”

"roll!"

.........

This time it was noon.

"Good evening...ah no, I'm used to it, ahem, good afternoon."

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru raised his black cane.

"Ahem, let me tell you, your music is not yours..."

"Go away!"

The blind stick tapped gently on Hiroi Kikuri's shoulder.

Very lightly, as if afraid of hurting anyone.

"Ahh! Stop hitting me!"

"Then get out!"

.........

This time it was morning.

"What a coincidence."

"...I beg you, please find someone else... or I'll give you some money and you'll stop bothering me..."

"It's tempting, but forget it."

Hiroi Kikuri shook her head.

"Your music is not your music."

"Aha…"