Lonely Rock for the Blind

Page 23

"Ah! It's the talk of the school! It's called 'school talk' for short."

Ichichi Hongxia raised the dice.

"Everyone! Let's talk freely about school!"

“…Should I step aside for a moment…”

Nekayashiki Haru said, and then was denied by Ijichi Nikka.

"No, the kitten has to listen here too."

"Yes…"

Kita Ikuyo thought for a while.

"Come to think of it, both of you seniors are from the same school, right?"

"That's right! By the way, Kita-chan and Pochi are from the same school, right?"

Ijichi Kouka nodded, then asked Kita Ikuyo.

"That's right."

Kita Ikuyo nodded.

"You two are staying in Kitazawa..."

Goto Ichiri suddenly realized this and muttered to himself subconsciously.

"Huh? Pochi is from Xiuhua High School, right? Isn't his home nearby?"

“…No…I don’t live around here…”

Goto Ichiri looked to the side with lifeless eyes.

"My home is outside the county, a two-hour drive each way... I want to go to a high school where I don't know anyone... I'm sorry... am I too gloomy? I'm really sorry that I can't offer a lighthearted topic about school..."

"Alright, alright! Enough about school! Let's move on to the next one!"

Ijichi Hongxia quickly stopped Goto Ichiri's endless cycle of inferiority and threw the dice to the ground again.

After spinning on the ground for a while, the dice stopped.

"Ah! It's about my favorite music!"

Ichichi Hongxia raised the dice.

"Abbreviated as [Voice]!"

Ijichi Hongxia said after putting down the dice.

"I prefer melodic hardcore, like Japanese punk."

“I like electronic music.”

Yamada Ryo said, and then received a glare from Ijichi Hongka.

"Really? Please don't lie."

"Why would I lie to you, seriously?"

Yamada Ryo nodded in affirmation.

"As for me, I don't quite understand. I just want good music, preferably something that can be sung in a KTV."

Kita Ikuyo smiled and said.

“k…k…k…ktv?!”

When Goto Ichiri subconsciously heard the word KTV, he immediately looked like he was about to be sunburned to death.

"Ahh! What kind of music does Xiaoyi like?"

Ijichi Hongxia asked quickly, pulling Goto Ichiri back from his fantasy.

"Ah... I... I can listen to any kind of music... As long as it's not songs about the sea, summer, fireworks, or love... Those kinds of songs are terrible... They'll trigger my youthful inferiority complex..."

"Goto-kun is so fragile."

Kita Ikuyo sighed.

Nekoyashiki Haru was listening quietly to the voices of several people, and then suddenly found that the voices of everyone talking suddenly disappeared.

"?"

With a puzzled expression, Nekayashiki Haru took out his blind stick and prepared to stand up.

Then he was pulled back in time by Kita Ikuyo.

"Hey, we haven't left yet, so don't look for us."

Ichichi Hongxia said.

"I'm waiting for you to tell me. What kind of music do you like?"

"what…"

Nekoyashiki Haru was slightly stunned, then slowly lowered his head, and raised his head after a while.

"Colorful music."

"Ugh?"

Kita Ikuyo tilted her head in confusion.

"It's about music, Nekayashiki-senpai."

"I know."

Nekoyashiki Haru nodded.

Kita Ikuyo showed an even more confused expression, and then heard the smiling Ijichi Nikka explain.

"The kitten said he can hear the color of music. It's incredibly mysterious. Just accept it."

"so?!"

Kita Ikuyo showed a look of surprise.

"So cool!"

Then he looked at Nekayashiki Haru, his eyes shining.

"Senior! Can I learn? I want to hear the [color] of music too!"

"No... You can see it directly. There's nothing to learn. Besides, this isn't something that can be learned."

Nekoyashiki shook his head.

"Saying I can hear it is actually just a self-deception on my part. It's just a figment of my imagination to comfort myself."

"Ugh?"

Kita Ikuyo shuddered.

"Sorry..."

"I didn't hurt you, no need to apologize, Kita."

"Yes! I understand!"

Ijichi Hongxia held a straw in her mouth and quietly watched two people in the distance who started talking. Yamada Ryo beside her looked at her.

"Change position?"

"what?"

Ijichi Hongxia was startled, then looked at Yamada Ryo in confusion.

"what are you saying?"

"I say you and Yudai switch places, or I and Koneko switch places."

Yamada Ryo said expressionlessly.

"Is it necessary? Ahaha, isn't it fine sitting like this now?"

Ijichi Hongxia touched the back of his head and said.

"... "

Yamada Ryo looked at Ijichi Hongka expressionlessly, then turned away after a while.

"Ah."

Ijichi Hongxia was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and rolled the dice again.

"Okay... Next up... the topic of bungee jumping... No! Why is this even happening?"

Ijichi Hongxia said with her eyes wide open.

Yamada Ryo gave a thumbs up.

"I bought the dice."

"Skip, skip!"

Picking up the dice, Ichichi Hongxia threw it again.

The dice spins, then stops.

"The talk of the show!"

Ijichi Hongxia announced as she raised the dice.

Chapter 22: Laziness and Pride

"Actually, I was quite worried about the lead singer issue, but now that Kita-chan is back, it's no longer a problem."

Ijichi Nikka said to Kita Ikuyo.

"It's ok, Kita-chan, it's about the lead singer."

"No problem! Leave it to me."

Kita Ikuyo agreed with a smile.

"Well now that we have a lead singer, maybe we can consider writing our own songs."

Ijichi Hongka smiled and looked at Goto Ichiri.

"Pochi, I'll leave the lyrics to you~"

"Huh? Why me?"

"Because Pochi is easily irritated by strange lyrics, right? Teenagers with low self-esteem? I feel like if Kita-chan wrote the lyrics, Pochi would die before the show."

The ahoge on Ijichi Hongxia's head drooped, and she said helplessly.

"I won't write lyrics that would kill people!"

Kita Ikuyo quickly denied it.

"I'll leave the composition to Liang. Is that okay, Liang?"

"no problem."

Yamada Ryo made an OK gesture.

"And the most important thing for Xiao Xiduo right now is to quickly practice guitar until he's at a decent level."

"I will work hard!"

"And then there's Mr. Do Nothing!"

Ijichi Nijina pointed at Nekoyashiki Haru and shouted.

"Yes, I'm Mr. Idle. Is there anything you want to tell me, Miss Hongxia?"

Nekoyashiki Haru asked with a sigh.