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while her other hand was used to shield
her eyes.

 
    “Calm down, I’m not a pervert!”
he said.

 
    “All perverts never admit that
they are perverts! Go away!”

 
    “What’s going on!?” shouted
Sato who had just come home. He was greeted with one of the weirdest sights
ever. Mimi was on the floor, flapping her hands around and screaming her head
off while his half-brother, Jiro was squatting next to her, butt naked with
shampoo and soap suds in his hair. Sato grabbed a towel and threw it at Jiro.

 
    “Jiro, what are you doing here?
How many times have I told you to call me before you barge in here!” Sato
shouted. Jiro quickly wrapped the towel around his lower regions while Mimi
looked at the producer helplessly. He sighed and walked towards her, carefully
carrying her up in his arms and brought her to her bed. “Are you hurt?” he
asked, looking at her ankle. She shook her head and answered, “Just a little
traumatised,” Mimi turned her attention to the other guy, who had finally
gotten out of his naked state, and was now dressed in a black tracksuit. “Who
is he?” she asked Sato.

 
    The guy bowed at her and said,
“I am so sorry for scaring you. My name is Jiro and I’m Sato’s younger
brother.”

 
    “Half-brother. We have the same
father,” Sato corrected.

 
    Jiro? Mimi wondered why the
name sounded so familiar. She furrowed her brows and tried to recall.

 
    Sato crossed his arms and sat
at the edge of her bed, facing his half-brother. “Anyway, what are you doing
here? Aren’t you busy with your song promotions?” Sato asked, glaring at Jiro.
    “Our schedule is packed to the
max, we just finished rehearsals at Yoyogi Stadium.”

 
    “Jiro’s a member of some boy
band called Fire Boys,” Sato explained, turning to Mimi. Her eyes widened upon
hearing this piece of news. Fire Boys? Isn’t that Yuki’s band?

 
    “Is she your girlfriend?” asked
Jiro, sitting down next to her.

 
    “Oh please, since when does
your half-brother have bad taste? Even you are prettier than her,” snorted Sato
in disgust. Mimi was too caught up in her thoughts to answer back.

 
    “But she’s pretty. So who is
she?”

 
    “Just a stray cat I ran over.”

 
    “What?” shouted Mimi and Jiro
in unison.

 
    “What is your name?” Jiro
asked, looking at her unblinkingly with his huge brown eyes.

 
    “My name is Mimi, nice to meet
you. I’m sorry for calling you a pervert...” She thought, at least Sato was
right about one thing – Jiro was prettier than most of the girls she
knew.

 
    “Don’t worry about it. It was
just one big misunderstanding. Mimi, do you know who the Fire Boys are?” he
asked, earnestly.

 
    “Not until I came to Tokyo,”
Mimi answered, truthfully. Jiro jumped up so suddenly that he scared her. He
held his hands up to his cheeks and started to freak out. “Oh no! Big brother,
we are in big trouble! She doesn’t know who the Fire Boys are! Our Asia Tour is
going to be a failure! No one is going to buy our tickets!”

 
    “Calm down! Mimi is just more
into rock music.”

 
    “Really? Mimi, where are you
from?”

 
    “Singapore.”

 
    “No kidding! Yuki, one of my
members just came back from there. What a small world!”

 
    You have no idea, thought Mimi
to herself.

 
    Sato cleared his throat and
raised his voice slightly, “Jiro, you still haven’t told me what you’re doing
here.”

 
    “I made something for you. Wait
here, I’ll get it!” Jiro came back with a black knitted sweater. He placed it
on his brother’s lap.

 
    “Wow, you made that?” said
Mimi, rather impressed. Jiro beamed at her proudly and nodded.

 
    “He can be a little dumb at
times, but he is gifted in knitting, and since he only picked it up less than a
month ago,” said Sato, holding up the sweater, looking bemused.

 
    “Anyway, since I’ll be leaving
for the Asia tour soon, can I stay over tonight?” Jiro