Lonely Rock for the Blind.

Why did you leave the kitchen?

The kettle is in the kitchen. Aren't you going to boil water?

You can't eat cup noodles like that.

...

Ichi Nijika clenched her fists slightly.

You're not really going to just eat a snack bread, are you?

Double vision appeared before her eyes, and Ichiji Nijika felt like she was about to faint.

How have you survived until now?!

Right now, she just wants to punch Nekoyashiki Haru, knock him to the ground, and then grab a funnel and stuff all the food she made into it.

No wonder she's so thin, no wonder she falls asleep so easily.

Your stomach must be suffering!

Nijika Ichi's eyes were a little red.

Fool…

Meanwhile, Haru Nekoyashiki, who was sitting on the sofa, picked up the white paper on the coffee table in front of her.

He casually picked up the other palette and started squeezing paint into it.

As Ichi Nijika watched this scene, she suddenly felt a pang of heartache.

Come to think of it, the kitten used to like drawing, and it seems she once said she wanted to be a painter?

When I was little, I wasn't interested in musical instruments at all...

The paintbrush squeezed out paint, and Nekoyashiki Haru's paintbrush moved across the paper.

Ichi Nijika watched quietly from the side as Nekoyashiki Haru moved the paintbrush directly onto the coffee table.

The paint smeared on the coffee table surface was much cleaner than on white paper.

He kept drawing like that, and put down his brush after 5 minutes.

Then, seemingly pleased with himself, he picked up the drawing paper, even though most of it was clean.

Nodding, Nekoyashiki Haru put down the drawing paper and then began to applaud herself.

Splat splat splat splat splat splat...

"... "

Ichi Nijika clenched her teeth tighter and tighter.

After admiring his own painting for a while, Nekoyashiki Haru stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

Time to take a shower.

Ichi Niji Natsumi slightly opened her mouth.

She hesitated a little about whether to go with them, after all, what if she slipped and fell in the bathroom?

But after thinking about it, I ultimately decided not to go.

It would be bad if we were found out...

Soon after, the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

Ichi Nijika blinked, then looked at the painting on the coffee table.

She walked towards the sofa and sat in the spot where Nekoyashiki had just sat, quietly enjoying the lingering warmth.

Then I looked at the "painting" on the coffee table.

It was yellow and blue, crooked and missing a piece, making it impossible to tell what it was.

The missing piece, as Ichi Nijika knows, is on the drawing paper.

She picked up the other side of the drawing paper and pieced it together.

"what…"

Ichi Nijika let out a soft breath, and what appeared before her was a yellow figure and a drum set beneath it.

It's still crooked and twisted. Is the blue on the other side cool?

No, Pochi didn't... because he said he didn't hear "color" today?

"... "

Ichi Nijika felt an increasing tightness in her chest.

She sat there quietly, watching and waiting for the person in the bathroom to finish showering.

Ah... I guess I'll come out dressed, right?

Ijichi Nijika blinked, deciding to cover her eyes immediately if Nekoyashiki Haru came out naked.

No... is there any need to cover your eyes?

He doesn't know... no, no, that's not right! I mean I don't have that kind of dirty thinking!

pat.

The sound of the bathroom door opening came from inside, and the next moment, Nekoyashiki Haru, dressed in a cool t-shirt, walked out. Ijichi Nigatsu looked at this scene and felt a little disappointed for some reason.

So you're all dressed now.

Ijichi Nijika licked her lips and watched Nekoyashiki Haru walk into the bedroom without locking the door.

Have you gone to sleep?

Ichi Niji sat upright and solemnly.

Okay, I'll leave once he falls asleep.

Tomorrow... we can't let him come back tomorrow!

You must stay at my house for dinner.

With these thoughts in mind, Ichiki Nijika leaned back on the sofa.

So, even after you can't see it, you still pretend to be relaxed.

These past few years must have been tough... Your parents don't really care about you, and I'm not around...

"Ichi Nijika thought to herself."

If I were there, I definitely wouldn't let you eat these things...

That's so stupid! That's outrageous!

In every sense of the word!

Lost in thought, Ichiji Nijika leaned back on the sofa, seemingly about to fall asleep.

It wasn't until the soft breathing sounds in the room that Ichiki Nijika perked up.

Okay, let's retreat like this...

Just as she took a step toward the door, Ichiji Nijika suddenly stopped.

"...She's asleep..."

Talking to herself, Ichiji Nijika blinked and then started walking towards the bedroom.

Entering the bedroom, Ichiji Nijika looked around.

The room was clean, with little extra furniture, just a bed and a bedside table.

Then there were all sorts of musical instruments leaning against the wall.

Keyboard, guitar, bass, drums, saxophone... and more?

After admiring the instruments for a while, Ichiki Nijika turned her attention to Nekoyashiki Haru.

"... "

She carefully walked to Nekoyashiki Haru's side, lowered her head, and used the moonlight to see his face clearly.

After taking off his sunglasses, he revealed a handsome face that made people exclaim, "Just as I expected!"

Her eyelashes are a little long, and her lips are a little light in color.

Ichi Nijika looked at these things, then squatted down.

I want to see it more clearly.

The boy was lying on his side, sleeping soundly.

Ijichi Nijika hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently touched Nekoyashiki Haru's cheek.

It's quite smooth, considering it's been indoors the whole time.

Nijika Ichichi couldn't help but smile.

"It still doesn't feel real; it's like I'm suddenly back by your side."

"...Although I can't see it anymore."

Ichi Niji Natsu squinted her eyes.

"But it's okay, I'm here for you next."

Chapter 9 Cooking

Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling————

The noisy alarm clock bounced and jumped on the bedside table, and Nekoyashiki Haru sat up in bed in a daze.

She slightly opened her mouth, and then…

Inhale—exhale—

"call…"

Patting her face, Nekoyashiki Haru picked up her sunglasses, then got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.