[h3][color=f49ac2][center]~Fumi~[/center][/color][/h3]

[color=f49ac2]"Hey hey, brother,"[/color] Fumi rolled over on the couch in their families living room. It was a fairly pleasant day, to be honest. He had just spent most of his day on his lovely Digifarm with his two Digimon, training to become the strongest digimon in the server. He was taking a break though, and since his brother was home, he decided to cook brunch for them. [color=f49ac2]"I thought I told you not to give creepy men my LINE address?"[/color]

[b]"I haven't, Fumi."[/b] He replied with a sigh from the couch, flipping over a few channels on the TV. [b]"Pretty much everyone at the company knows that you are, in fact, male."[/b]

[color=f49ac2]"Eeeeh? Reeeally?"[/color] Of course, he was just giving his younger brother a hard time. [color=f49ac2]"Waaah? How can they say that about an innocent, pure, maiden like myself? It breaks my delicate heart."[/color] Of course, his younger brother just rolled his eyes.

[b]"I'm sure they're [i]so[/i] ashamed of themselves."[/b] He retorted as Fumi sat up and pouted, folding his arms across his chest. [b]"Your heart is neither delicate nor maiden."[/b] Fumi's face contorted to one of both pure horror and shock as he held a hand against his chest, scoffing as he feigned anger.

[color=f49ac2]"Gah, ow my familial affection. So mean."[/color] Of course, it lasted only a few seconds before he broke out into a quiet giggle. [color=f49ac2]"Hey hey, I'ma head back to my Digifarm if ya need me. Try not to work too hard. Rely on your older brother once in awhile if ya need to, okay?"[/color] Fumi stood up, quickly walking over to the stairs which led to his room in the apartment.

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After spending a few more hours on the Digifarm with his Digimon, Lekismon and Dinohymon, he finally decided to head to the meeting place. Honestly, he was a little skeptical about this whole thing. 'Suspicious' seemed to be written all over it. Not to mention the whole 'mascot' thing. Well, he was certainly cute and he couldn't blame them for wanting him, but still. Well, whatever. He was confident in his abilities to get out of trouble but the secret server they were meeting in seemed to be both well protected and secure. The security questions were easily solved, though. He might have been a bit of a klutz on purpose at times, but he certainly was in fact, not an airhead. Usually.

Once he had arrived in the server wearing his usual dress, he was pleasantly surprised. Three more people were there - a rather ominous looking woman and two guys. The girl of which, proceeded to ask string of questions,  after which, Fumi only had one conclusion.

[color=f49ac2]"...Ah, you're not a creepy old guy!"[/color] He pointed towards Manaka. [color=f49ac2]"You're just an old lady!"[/color]

[i]usually[/i] wasn't an airhead.