Lonely Rock for the Blind

"If you don't take me in, I'll have to sleep outside."

Yamada Ryo, with dark circles under his eyes, looked at Nekayashiki Haru calmly.

"So you're going to live with Sister Xingge and Hongxia."

Nekoyashiki Haru walked towards Yamada Ryo and said.

"I don't want to live there."

Yamada Ryo shook his head and sat down on the sofa.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru narrowed his eyes.

"It's hard for me to deal with you like this. My parents called me..."

"... "

Yamada Ryo looked at Nekayashiki Haru and tilted his head.

"What do you want their phone numbers for?"

"After all, you suddenly went to live with a single man. I need to find out what happened first. And even if you end up staying, I have to let your parents know that you're safe."

"Wow... you really act like an adult."

Yamada Ryo shook his head.

"It's okay, Neko-kun, you're very weak~ From a combat power perspective alone, you can't do anything to me."

"...I'm going to hit you with my cane. And what's with the name Neko-kun?"

"Hongxia thinks I'm plagiarizing her name by calling you Kitty, so I'll call you Cat-kun now, is that okay? And what about Cat Barrett?"

"Then you should just call me Cat-kun..."

Nekayashiki Haru compromised and continued.

"The name issue is irrelevant. Just give me your parents' phone number."

"... "

Yamada Ryo turned his face away unhappily.

“…Why aren’t you talking?”

"I'm upset because you saw through my plan to change the subject."

Yamada Ryo took out his cell phone, called his parents, and handed it to Nekoyashiki Haru.

Nekoyashiki Haru took the phone.

beep…

[Xiaoliang! Where have you been?!]

A woman's anxious voice came from the phone.

Nekoyashiki Haru narrowed his eyes.

This doesn't look like being kicked out...

"Ah, hello, I'm Nekoyashiki Haru, do you remember me?"

[Nekayashiki Haru...Ah! The blind boy blackmailed by my daughter! ]

“…Blackmail…”

[Ahem, does my daughter owe you money again? ]

"Ah... this..."

Nekayashiki Haru originally wanted to subconsciously say no.

But Yamada Ryo did owe her money.

"Well... that's not important right now. The main thing is that your daughter is at my house now..."

[Huh?!]

"cough…"

Yamada Ryo coughed lightly.

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru opened his mouth.

Please tell me the address! I will come and pick up my daughter soon!

"Well, the address is certainly no problem, but that..."

Nekoyashiki Haru took a moment to organize his words.

"Your daughter said she wanted to stay with me for a few days."

【Um? 】

Yamada Kyoka on the other end of the line opened her eyes wide.

Nekoyashiki Haru was about to continue speaking when Yamada Kyoka's voice rang out.

[Um, is she in a bad mood? ]

"It seems so, although I can't see it..."

[Hmm… I understand. Thank you, Nekoyashiki-kun, for now.]

"Well, my phone number is..."

Looking at Nekayashiki Haru who was talking on the phone with his mother, Yamada Ryo couldn't help but droop his eyelids.

The thick book held tightly in his hand was placed on the coffee table.

"Your mom said it's okay to stay for a few days, but..."

"Those things are fine, I'm so sleepy, let me sleep for a while."

Yamada Ryo said.

"Now? Wait a minute while I go find a blanket!"

Nekoyashiki Haru walked towards her bedroom.

"... "

Yamada Ryo leaned back and slowly closed his eyes.

"Huh...huh..."

Soon, the sound of steady breathing came from the direction of Yamada Ryo.

"Tsk..."

Cat Yashiki Haru, who was returning with a blanket, smacked her lips.

"Wait a moment, at least..."

He walked to the sofa and instead of waking up Yamada Ryo, he covered him with the blanket.

Then he reached out and pressed on the other side of the sofa, slowly moving over to confirm the specific position of Yamada Ryo's head.

After adjusting the blanket so that Yamada Ryo's head was exposed, Nekoyashiki Haru breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ugh…"

Nekayashiki Haru sat back down at his dining table.

“…The lunch box is cold.”

Nekoyashiki Haru poked the food with a spoon in frustration, but finally finished it slowly.

...

……

.........

"cold."

The serious couple looked at Yamada Ryo in front of them.

Yamada Ryo, who was pulled out of the room by the two men, had dark circles under his eyes and looked at the two serious men calmly.

"You've been staying up late lately. It's very unhealthy for your body! How can Xiaoliang be so careless about herself?!"

The beautiful blue-haired woman said anxiously.

"It's okay. I've been living a decadent life, so it's okay."

Yamada Ryo nodded and said.

“There’s absolutely no way to make it seem like it’s okay!”

The woman knocked on the table.

Yamada Ryo shook his head.

"Don't worry, I..."

"Have you been watching this lately?"

As the man spoke, he took out a thick book and placed it on the table.

"... "

Yamada Ryo frowned.

"You came into my room while I was away?"

"This thing was originally taken from my study, right?"

The man said helplessly.

"... "

Yamada Ryo looked away.

"This is a medical textbook... I always thought Xiaoliang had no interest in this area."

The woman said, holding up the book.

"You've been studying this a lot lately, so why aren't you sleeping? But you need to be energetic to learn well. And if Xiaoliang wants to develop in this direction, dad and I will support him!"

The woman smiled gently.

"... "

Yamada Ryo said nothing.

The man sighed.

"I'm in school during the day, I have band practice and a part-time job in the afternoon, and I'm arranging music at night. So, does that mean I'm scheduling my studies until midnight?"

The man pursed his lips.

"You underestimate studying medicine, Liang."

"... "

"Let's not even mention that you're self-studying. It's impossible for you to learn well with your low energy level, let alone multitasking."

The man became unusually serious.

"If you study medicine, you'll probably have to give up music. People don't have that much energy."

"…I can have both."

"You can't do that, Liang. I know this better than you."

The faces of the man and woman gradually blurred in the illusion.

"You have to make a choice, Ryo."

crunch...

Yamada Ryo stood up from the sofa.