Lonely Rock for the Blind

Nekoyashiki Haru asked, tilting his head.

Goto Ichiri nodded vigorously.

"If I go to school and get pestered by Kita-san, I'm doomed! She'll definitely ask me how my lyrics are going in front of a bunch of classmates, "kita————" and then I won't be able to produce anything at all, and I'll definitely be despised by my classmates! "I actually let Kita-san down! Goto is so bad!" This kind of thing is very likely! Then I'll be isolated, and then I'll be bullied at school, and then the teachers will be upset with me! I won't be able to study well in school because I have no place to stay. I might even drop out early and not even have a high school diploma. And because of my bad reputation at school, I'll be kicked out of the band. In the end, I can't find a job and can only become a loser like my older sister, drinking at home every day. Even my mother can't stand me like that..."

"Okay, okay, stop talking. I roughly understand the situation."

Nekoyashiki Haru covered her face and said.

"Come in and talk."

"Thank...Thank you."

Goto Ichiri walked into the house slowly and was shocked by what he saw.

Well, nothing shocking, just normal furniture.

However, it was the first time for Goto Ichiri to enter an apartment where a man of the same age lived alone, and everything here seemed so new at the moment.

“Please sit anywhere…”

After saying this, Nekayashiki Haru walked towards the kitchen.

Goto Ichiri lowered his head. There was a piece of white drawing paper on the coffee table. It seemed that he hadn't thought of anything to draw on it. The paper remained blank. Instead, the coffee table around the paper was covered with a lot of dried paint...

"The paint on the coffee table... is it... art?"

Goto Ichiri said cautiously.

"It's not art, I just accidentally drew it outside before."

Nekoyashiki Haru came over with a drink in hand.

“Actually, my dream before was to be a painter.”

"painter?"

Goto Ichiri blinked.

"Yeah, but after I went blind, there was basically no hope. I only painted occasionally, but what I painted was always a mess. The paint on my coffee table was the result. I accidentally spilled it, and I didn't realize it until I touched it the next day."

"I just drew it by accident... I thought it was designed that way..."

Nekayashiki Haru sat down next to Goto Ichiri.

"Okay, Yili, didn't you say you wanted me to help you write the lyrics? How far have you gotten so far?"

"Uh...this..."

Goto Ichiri took out a notebook from his arms and handed it to Nekayashiki Haru, and even turned to the lyrics page.

"This...this...please read..."

"You got the Braille version?"

Nekoyashiki Haru asked Goto Ichiri.

"Eh? No... not..."

Goto Ichiri was stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes wide.

I forgot again!!! Mr. Catyashiki is blind!!!

"Alas... sometimes I really don't know whether you did it accidentally or on purpose..."

Sighing, Nekayashiki Haru handed the notebook back.

"Read it to me."

"Ah...that..."

Goto Ichiri's voice sounded a little flustered.

"…Ashamed? That's normal. I also feel ashamed when I listen to the lyrics I wrote in the past."

Nekoyashiki Haru stood up.

"Then I'll go to the bedroom. You can record it on your phone. I'll come out and listen to it later."

"Ah good!"

Nekayashiki Haru turned around and smiled, then walked towards the bedroom.

Click.

"Huh... It's so nice not to have to recite it in person..."

Goto Ichiri breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up his phone, turned on the recording, and cleared his throat.

"Ahem... No... I can't do this anymore..."

Goto Ichiri's cheeks began to turn red.

"You...you said that, and Fangfang gave up moving forward."

The cat behind the bedroom door, Haru Yashiki, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, but was quickly suppressed by his strong willpower.

"Walking...Walking on a never-ending road, are you afraid that you won't get anywhere...Gu..."

Goto Ichiri's cheeks were incredibly hot.

Why would I write these things?

Do I have to tell Mr. Nekoyashiki about this later? No, this kind of thing is completely rubbish to Mr. Nekoyashiki, right?!

What if Mr. Cat House becomes deaf?!

Goto Ichiri's voice was intermittent, as if he was having a mental struggle.

"Huh... to everyone in the world who is working hard... let's say good luck..."

Finished recording!!!

Goto Ichiri threw his phone aside as if he was liberated.

Click.

The bedroom door was pushed open, and Nekoyashiki Haru, who had changed into clean clothes, walked over.

"Have you finished recording?"

"Recording... recording is finished!"

Goto Ichiri said nervously.

Nekoyashiki Haru sat down on the sofa.

"Play it for me."

"Okay...ok!"

Goto Ichiri clicked the play button, and the intermittent lyrics in the recording came out.

"It seems like he's chanting sutras."

"Woo..."

Goto Ichiri lowered his head in shame.

"…Did Yili come up with this version because he felt his original lyrics were too gloomy?"

"Ah... no... that's right..."

"They are indeed very positive lyrics...they are quite formulaic."

"sorry!"

"Don't apologize."

Nekayashiki Haru shook his head and returned the phone to Goto Ichiri.

"What kind of song do you want to compose?"

"Uh... everyone is satisfied?"

"Now, do you think this will satisfy everyone? No...will it satisfy you?"

"... "

Goto Ichiri lowered his head and held the notebook.

"I...I'm really not good at this! I'll talk to Hong Xia about it this afternoon! I'll take my leave now!"

Goto Ichiri ran towards the door and then felt his hand being grabbed.

"I'm not trying to criticize you, but don't run away. You took time off to write lyrics, so you should at least do something."

"what…"

"We are friends, right? Yili, come sit back."

Nekoyashiki Haru spoke as softly as possible, as if he was afraid of scaring away the small animals.

"Yes Yes."

Goto Ichiri walked back and sat down next to Nekayashiki Haru.

“As for lyrics, I’m actually not that good at it either.”

Nekayashiki Haru shook his head and continued.

"But, in my personal opinion, lyrics should reflect the heart of the creator."

"But...but the lyrics I came up with..."

"It's okay to be gloomy, right? Those kinds of lyrics really bring out your personality, don't they?"

"... "

"The band's personality is very important, Yili."

Nekoyashiki Haru took out a ballpoint pen and a piece of drawing paper from under the coffee table.

"Come and rewrite it, Yili. I'll be right here with you."

"I…"

Goto Ichiri gently took the drawing paper and ballpoint pen.

"I...I will try my best..."

Goto Ichiri nodded.

Chapter 55: Missed Opportunity

"So... these are the lyrics you wrote, Pochi..."

Ijichi Hongxia looked at the contents of the notebook in front of her, raised her head and said to Goto Ichiri.

“Yes…yes!”

Goto Ichiri nervously pinched the hem of her skirt, covering her forehead with pink hair.

"Um... how?"

The pink-haired girl asked nervously.

"Hmm~"

Ijichi Hongxia touched her chin, pretending to be distressed, and then gave her evaluation.

"I feel really negative and gloomy..."

"Goo!"

Goto Ichiri lowered his head in hurt.

Kita Ikuyo took the notebook from Ijichi Kouka and took a look at it.

“A little bit, indeed…”

"Wow... so... so it really can't work..."

Goto Ichiri's face slowly fell to the ground.

"No, absolutely!"