Lonely Rock for the Blind

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Chapter 72 Want to Become (Tenth Update)

"Where on earth did that strange person come from..."

Kita Ikuyo asked as she was walking back to the temple fair with the cat, Haru Yashiki.

"Sorry..."

Nekoyashiki Haru apologized softly.

"...Band Hunter is you, Senpai, right?"

"…Yes…"

Nekayashiki Haru reached out and adjusted the mask a little, making sure that her face was not exposed.

He now really wants to strangle his past self.

He did something so inexplicably childish as "Band Hunting," and wore a face full of bitterness and hatred every day, as if others owed him money...

Oh, Hiroi Kikuri does owe herself money.

"It always feels incredible... that someone like Senior would do something like this... well... I don't know how to comment on it."

Kita Ikuyo laughed.

"I stopped doing this kind of thing a long time ago!"

Nekayashiki Haru suddenly became a little excited and explained to Kita Ikuyo.

"By the way, is there anyone besides me who knows about your identity as a senior?"

Kita Ikuyo asked.

"...Everyone in Kikuri's band knows... Besides that, there's also Yuyuko..."

"Yuyuko?"

"The younger generation from another livehouse is probably the same generation as you guys."

"... "

Kita Ikuyo was slightly thoughtful.

Nekoyashiki Haru suddenly stopped.

"Anyway, Kita, I'm sorry that I did something stupid before that caused you to be harassed by that kind of person."

"... "

Kita Ikuyo turned around and looked at Nekayashiki Haru, who continued.

"If you can, don't show that pick... No, just give it back to me. I didn't expect it would attract that kind of guy. I'll give you another gift later."

"... "

Kita Ikuyo picked up the pick that she had just hung around her neck again and looked at it carefully.

"Kita?"

Nekoyashiki Haru didn't get a response for a long time, so he tilted his head and called Kita Ikuyo's name.

"No."

Kita Ikuyo shook her head.

"No...but I feel like there will be more people like that."

"I don't care."

Kita Ikuyo smiled and then tightened her grip on the pick.

"I just introduced myself to that person and said I'm your disciple!"

"It doesn't matter, I'm your guitar teacher..."

“It could be something else.”

Kita Ikuyo grabbed Nekoyashiki Haru and walked towards the road outside the temple fair.

From there, you can see the fireworks rising into the sky across the river, which is not far from where the two of them are now.

Kita Ikuyo, who had made sufficient online travel plans on the way to the temple fair, knew that it was almost time to set off the fireworks.

"It's almost time for the fireworks, Senpai! Hurry up!"

Kita Ikuyo smiled and pulled Nekoyashiki Haru to the riverside.

"I can't see it."

"It's the same if I describe it to you."

"... "

Nekayashiki Haru hesitated for a moment, then placed his hands on the handrail by the river.

Kita Ikuyo maintained the same posture beside him.

"Senior, I thought you were super handsome just now."

While waiting for the fireworks to burst, Kita Ikuyo suddenly said.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Nekoyashiki Haru nodded.

“…and it’s pretty cool too.”

Kita Ikuyo narrowed her eyes.

“Isn’t cool the same as handsome?”

Nekoyashiki Haru was confused.

"It's not the same as saying it's different... but I can't find any other words to describe how you looked just now... How about the heart-warming one?"

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru was slightly stunned.

"It just came up with this thought... [I want to be like you]."

"Play guitar? If Kita keeps going down the band path, he'll be able to do it sooner or later."

"…Yeah…but there might be other things I want to do."

"…for example?"

"Senior, you can play many other instruments, right? Can you teach me slowly? Oh, of course I have to wait until my guitar is up to standard."

"Why do you suddenly want to learn so many instruments?"

Nekoyashiki Haru asked.

“…Just like I just said…I want to be like you.”

"... "

Nekoyashiki Haru opened his mouth slightly but didn't say anything.

Kita Ikuyo continued to ask.

"Why would you do something like that, Senior? I'm talking about the band hunter thing."

“…for the color.”

Nekoyashiki Haru lowered her head slightly to feel more relaxed.

"My senior said he could hear the colors in music..."

Kita Ikuyo said as Nekayashiki Haru continued to explain.

"When I first became blind in England, I couldn't accept the reality of not being able to see."

Nekoyashiki Haru's blind stick was thrown out.

"I will rebel against it by throwing away my cane and try to open my eyes as if I can still see."

"I took the paint and smeared it on the paper, staining the clothes and the bed everywhere. Then I held up the painting and asked the nurse how it looked. Usually, the nurse would force a smile and say it was good, but by then I had a pretty good idea of what my painting looked like."

"…senior…"

"I'm just desperate."

Nekoyashiki Haru took off his mask and felt the wind by the river, his eyes still closed.

“Someone passed by and told me my eyes were scary.”

"... "

"Like broken glass beads, each fragment is filled with hostility."

"At that time, I often sneaked out of the ward, but usually I would be knocked down by something I didn't know what it was, and then I would angrily smash the things around me."

The wind blew in his face.

“Then, I heard the music.”

Nekoyashiki Haru put the mask back on and said with a smile.

“In short, I feel like I can see colors when I listen to that music.”

"I felt like I was willing to do anything for these things at that time."

“So I was willing to get a cane, just to go to the show.”

Nekoyashiki Haru smiled at Kita Ikuyo.

"How about it? After hearing this, do you think my image has changed?"

“… a little bit…”

Kita Ikuyo looked at Nekayashiki Haru's hand on the armrest, and suddenly had an urge to put her own hand on it.

“So, my core motivation after returning to Japan was to pursue those [colors], so at that time I would go and challenge those musicians one-on-one.”

Nekoyashiki Haru sighed.