Beneath the bustling crowds of Tokyo lies a vast network of subway lines.

In large cities with excessive traffic, trams and subways, which avoid traffic jams and are generally reliable without delays, have become the first choice for many commuters and students.

(If you're late because of a train delay, it seems you can get a certificate to avoid punishment for being late. (Whispering: This applies to students; I don't know if it's the same for commuters.))

On trams/subways, office workers and high school students are in completely different states.

One was lifeless, the other was noisy and lively (actually, it was just very noisy).

Although making phone calls is prohibited on public transportation in Japan, engaging in loud and boisterous conversation is not discouraged.

Compared to the usual crowded subway, although there are many people in the subway station, the distance between people is still within a normal range.

Several girls in high school uniforms surrounded a subway advertising screen, letting out gasps of varying degrees of surprise.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Kumiko, are you talking about the skirt or the person—?"

Kumiko, who was almost stunned, nudged her friend with her elbow and teased her.

"Stop it! Yuri-chan, don't tease me."

Kumiko's cheeks flushed slightly, but she couldn't give any direct answer.

Just then, a short boy wearing a hoodie, baseball cap, sunglasses, and mask walked past them.

He stopped in his tracks, seemingly drawn by the laughter and chatter of the high school girls.

A short distance away, through a few people, one could see the advertisements projected on the advertising screen.

The boy and girl in the advertisement are dressed in gorgeous clothes and act intimately, as if they have a very good relationship.

The boy's face was also quite outstanding, but the girl seemed to possess some kind of magic.

Even just a picture is enough to draw people's attention to her.

The short boy stood there for a long time, staring at the billboard, before turning and disappearing into the crowd.

Kumiko thought she heard a very soft "tsk".

A short, sharp sound seems to contain a lot of complex emotions.

My friends around me were still chattering away, seemingly oblivious to everything.

Kumiko blinked, thinking she might have just misheard.

Just then, a friend suddenly tugged at her sleeve, leaned close to her ear, and whispered:

"Kumiko, did you notice that person standing next to us just now, whose attire seemed a bit suspicious?"

Kumiko tilted her head, her eyes full of confusion.

Seeing her like this, her friend knew that she hadn't noticed at all.

She sighed in frustration, her tone full of disappointment, "You idiot!"

"That person just now looked a bit like Asakura Futo!"

"Huh? Asakura Futo?"

Kumiko subconsciously repeated a sentence.

This idol is very popular recently.

News about his potential entry into the entertainment industry was everywhere on entertainment channels and in entertainment newspapers.

Even someone like Kumiko, who has absolutely no interest in actors, idols, or singers, has heard of this name.

but--

"How could that be? As a popular idol, how could he possibly take the subway?"

If it gets exposed accidentally, that would be terrible.

Those who thought Kumiko's words made a lot of sense nodded.

"That's true~"

"I've only ever heard of bumping into celebrities at the airport, never on the subway."

Meanwhile, the popular idol, whose stage name is Asakura Fuuto and real name is Asahina Fuuto, whom the girls were discussing, suppressed his churning emotions and walked out of the subway station.

"If that's the case, then let's have a fair and square brotherly war."

(——"なら、正々堂々にブラザーズコンフリクトをやろう.")

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