Lonely Rock for the Blind

Kita Ikuyo pursed her lips and then looked at the empty seat next to the door.

Senior accompanied Goto-san to buy musical instruments.

Kita Ikuyo clenched her hand around the pick.

It's true that she is familiar with socializing, but the current situation is completely beyond her ability to handle.

What's more...I am actually a participant.

Kita Ikuyo opened her mouth, wanting to say something to lighten the atmosphere.

However, Ijichi Hongxia had just finished reading the music score at this time.

"Let's do it again, everyone."

Ijichi Hongxia said softly, but she just happened to interrupt Kita Ikuyo's words.

Snapped!

The drum set started beating.

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.........

Imperial tea.

In a musical instrument store.

Goto Ichiri was staring blankly at a guitar.

In fact, she was not looking at the guitar, but was looking at the cat Yashiki Haru next to her through the reflection of the guitar.

Even though Nekayashiki Haru is blind, even if she looks at him openly and honestly it will not trigger Goto Ichiri's social anxiety, but she still habitually uses reflection to confirm Nekayashiki Haru's condition.

Nekoyashiki Haru asked softly.

"Did you pick anything you like?"

"Eh?"

Goto Ichiri was stunned for a moment, then walked forward and took a black guitar.

"That's all... Yeah."

"Wow! You have a good eye. This Yamaha is a custom-made one."

The green-haired female store manager who suddenly appeared introduced with a smile.

"Guwa!"

Goto Ichiri quickly hid behind Nekayashiki Haru.

"what…"

The green-haired female store manager obviously didn't expect that her introduction would scare Goto Ichiri.

"It's okay, she's a little timid."

Nekoyashiki Haru smiled.

"Ah...Is that so? You are her...brother?"

The green-haired female store manager looked at Nekayashiki Haru and then narrowed her eyes.

This person...why do I feel like I've seen him somewhere before?

"friend."

Nekayashiki Haru answered, then asked Goto Ichiri softly.

"Did you pick the one you like?"

"Ah, yes."

Goto Ichiri nodded.

"Well, this is it. What else do you want to buy?"

“No…no more…”

"How about buying a spare one? I'll give it to you?"

"No no no no!"

Goto Ichiri shook his head vigorously.

Nekayashiki Haru nodded, then said to the green-haired woman.

"That guitar, it's a Yamaha, right?"

"Ah, yes, do you need to test-play it?"

"No... no need!"

Goto Ichiri, who was standing behind Nekayashiki Haru, mustered up the courage to speak.

She just wanted to leave the store as soon as possible.

"All right…"

The green-haired female store manager smiled helplessly.

After buying the guitar, Nekoyashiki Haru nodded and walked out.

Suddenly, the female store manager behind him spoke.

"Wait a minute...are you...Xiaoqing?"

"?"

Nekoyashiki Haru turned around.

“…Who are you?”

"Xingge used to work for me."

"…ah."

The purple pupils under Nekayashiki's sunglasses widened.

“I came to this store…”

Nekayashiki Haru was silent for a while, then spoke softly.

"Well, long time no see."

"...Long time no see...What are you like now?"

Looking at Nekayashiki Haru's blind stick and sunglasses, the green-haired female manager asked hesitantly.

"There was an accident."

Nekoyashiki Haru nodded and explained.

"That's right."

The green-haired store manager nodded.

"Then I'll be leaving first. We can catch up some other time."

Nekoyashiki Haru said softly, then walked outside.

Goto Ichiri behind him became his eyes, helping him adjust the direction.

"... "

The green-haired store manager withdrew his hand.

"That child... actually..."

My thoughts gradually drifted back to the past.

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"Sister Xingge..."

Nekayashiki Haru looked at the short-haired, yellow-haired girl in front of him who was playing the guitar intently and couldn't help but sigh.

"The manager said... don't just play the guitars in the store."

"I'm not being casual, I'm just...helping to check if the quality of the guitars in the store is normal...hmm!"

“…You’re trying for the fifth time.”

Nekoyashiki Haru narrowed his purple eyes.

"Be a little more adult, Sister Xingge."

"Hmm? Don't I act like an adult? What do you mean, kid?"

19-year-old Ijichi Xingge said dissatisfiedly to the 7-year-old child in front of her.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru looked at Ijichi Hoshige and asked back with an expressionless face.

"It's normal to be dissatisfied. You came out to work without telling Auntie and Hongxia, and you still want me to cover for you. Is Sister Xingge's attitude towards me really okay now?"

"Gu..."

Ichichi Xingge was stunned for a moment, then touched his head.

Then he hesitated for a moment and reached out to pat Nekoyashiki Haru on the head.

"Thank you then."

"…never mind…"

Nekoyashiki Haru shook his head.

"That's right, Xingge, you're not even as good as a 7-year-old child."

The green-haired store manager came over.

"This kid at least knows how to help clean up and water the plants. What about you?"

The green-haired store manager narrowed his eyes.

“These are supposed to be your jobs.”

"this…"

Ijichi Hoshige put down the guitar in disappointment.

"Alas... I might as well give your salary to this kid."

The green-haired store manager sighed.

"That would be employing child labor."

Nekoyashiki Haru said as he looked at the green-haired store manager.

"I know that too... so I'll give you some reward. I bought you a cake, come and have some."

The green-haired store manager leaned over and said to Nekayashiki Haru.

Ijichi Hoshige looked towards the green-haired store manager.

"What kind of cake?"

"Why do you care about the cake? There's no cake for you anyway."

The green-haired store manager shook his head.

"Put the instrument back quickly."

"…Well…"

The green-haired store manager wants to hold Nekayashiki Haru's hand.

But it was gently dodged.