Genya Shinazugawa...

The lights of the small stage went dark for a few seconds.

The murmur of hundreds of fans filled the venue as they awaited the appearance of the Shinazugawa brothers.

Genya was backstage, nervously adjusting his microphone.

"Stop moving so much," Sanemi grunted while adjusting his own earpiece.

"I'm fine!"

"Doesn't look like it."

"I told you I'm fine!"

Sanemi let out a short laugh.

"Then stop looking like you're about to faint."

"Shut up."

The lights finally came back on.

The screams of the crowd flooded the place.

The two brothers stepped out onto the stage.

Sanemi walked with confidence, greeting the audience as if he had been doing it his entire life.

Genya, on the other hand, raised a hand timidly.

Still, when the music started, everything changed.

On stage, Genya seemed like a different person.

Confident.

Focused.

Serious.

Every movement was perfectly coordinated with Sanemi's choreography.

After the performance came the part that Genya considered much more terrifying:

the album signing.

One by one, the fans passed in front of the brothers.

Genya signed albums, received small gifts permitted by the staff, and repeated the same phrases.

"Thank you for coming."

"I hope you enjoy the album."

"Take care on your way home."

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