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WHITE JEALOUSY

Huh?

Hurry up and hand over the cakes you promised.

What? He promised you cakes?!

Huh?! No, I didn't!

Also, you threw a bun at me yesterday, so you've got some nerve asking me for anything!

Yeah, yeah!

You should be the one giving him cakes!

Is she trying to get something out of me

because of the handkerchief thing the other day?

I did say I'd return the favor, but cake?

All she wants is cakes?

At least she didn't ask for something impossible like getting her parents a job

or asking to meet my father.

Huh?! We can meet the final boss because of the handkerchief?!

Ah, actually... I guess I don't want cakes after all.

Anya wants to go to your house... with my whole family.

Huh?!

Anya, you're moving too fast!

People are going to think you're some kind of hussy

trying to suddenly go over to a boy's house!

As if! There's no way commoners like you could casually set foot in his house!

Your family's status is so low, the Desmonds would never have anything to do with you!

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Anya's mama had tea with Second Son's mama all buddy-buddy-like the other day.

No way!

What?!

S-Stop lying!

It's not a lie. Ask her.

Oh, but not all buddy-buddy-like.

Anya still has the lead...

...in this Battle of Friendship Schemes.

Y-Y-Y-You didn't hear anything about me, did you?!

You didn't, did you?! Tell me the truth, dang it!

Lord Damian, please calm down!

Anya, your relationship finally progressed to the point your families are getting along!

If she hears anything about my dark history during my nursery days, it's all over!

Anya now has gossip on Second Son.

Well? Answer me!

I didn't really hear anything. Don't worry.

I bet you didn't.

Hey! Wait! Invite me over!

Your mama will probably tell you to invite me over, too!

Keh. Your family's just like the others.

You're all measly little flies that just flock to the Desmond name.

No! Anya's family is more serious!

Because of the mission!

Serious about what?

You're so passionate lately, Anya!

Know your place!

You commoner!

I'd never invite someone like you to my house!

You stupid moron!

Moron!

Thank you, Doctor!

I'll be back again.

Dr. Forger, about the conference next week...

Loid, let's go golfing!

Dr. Forger!

You sure are popular.

I hope that's the case.

I hear the patients love you, too.

Things are progressing well for Loid Forger, psychiatrist.

My network has spread quite far.

You might end up with some VIP patients soon, like a politician or celebrity.

Oh, I still have a lot to work on.

Ah, Twilight.

Luv

You're so perfect yet again today.

Eventually, I'll socially destroy those women—

No, I cannot get in the way of his mission.

Jealousy...

Are there any patients connected to Melinda Desmond?

Yeah. Apparently, Yor managed to establish a connection with the Lady Patriots Society.

Oh? Yor Briar managed that?

But isn't Melinda rather far down on the priority list?

I can't be certain.

That's why I'd like more information.

I highly doubt Yor personally will be able to get that much information.

Yes, I highly doubt Yor Briar can.

It's not too late for me to take on the role of your wife.

No, I need you to continue supporting me like you have.

Though, if it's determined that Melinda is worth pursuing,

I may ask you to infiltrate the Lady Patriots Society.

Understood.

There are probably some patients with some connection to her,

but I doubt you'll be able to examine them.

Have I not established myself enough around here yet?

No. It's just that the director won't give you more work out of personal spite.

Personal spite?

You must've noticed how he glares at you.

Every time your popularity goes up, he glares at you filled with spite.

Jealousy...

Chief Medical Director Gerald Gorey.

Having climbed the ranks through careful networking,

he values reputation and status above all else.

Dr. Forger!

Apparently, he's been grumbling things like,

"Before he got here, everyone was raving about me," all year.

I've been extremely careful so he wouldn't harbor animosity toward me, though...

Sir! Your most recent thesis was a real eye-opener!

One of the young nurses asked me to give this to you.

That was brilliant, sir! I have no words for how brilliant you are!

All assignments for examining VIP patients go through him,

so you may want to deal with this sooner rather than later.

I guess I have no other choice.

Start the preparations.

Yes, sir.

Today, I got to talk to Twilight for one minute and 42 seconds.

Forger, you bastard!

I've had my eye on Fiona forever, and now you've got your claws in her, too!

You won't get away with this! I'll drive you out of this hospital!

Oh? Wasn't the meeting supposed to start at 11 AM?

It started at 10:30. It's rare for you to make a mistake like this, Dr. Forger.

I'm very sorry.

I made sure to change the schedule on the whiteboard.

I played along with your stupid little trick.

Hopefully you're satisfied now.

And here I thought you were really capable.

You let me down, Forger.

You're absolute trash.

Well, you have been working too much lately.

Actually, you should take some time off.

Exactly. You totally don't need to force yourself to come.

Right...

What?

If I'm even a minute late, you all complain and mock me behind my back,

saying I'm acting like some big shot being late!

Here. I made sure to get your paperwork for you.

Thank you very much.

Hey there, Dr. Forger.

Would you like some coffee?

With some powerful laxatives mixed in.

Er, thank you.

I'm sure I'll be fine if I make an antidote.

I'm sorry.

I'm not feeling well. I need to visit the restroom.

Are you okay, Doctor?

I feel more determined now after seeing you work so hard while battling a stomachache!

I see... That's good.

Why?! When I do so much as pass gas, they demand reparations from me!

Hey, Dr. Forger. You've got toilet paper stuck on you.

Oh, goodness!

What?! I didn't even notice!

I guess even you can be a bit airheaded sometimes.

How adorable.

Is it his face?! Does it all come down to his face?!

"Fiona.

There's something I want to tell you.

I'll be waiting for you tonight at 7:00 at the Mortic Bridge. Loid Forger."

That letter's a fake.

You can wait all you want, but Forger will never show up.

Rumors spread that Forger is a womanizer despite having a wife and child,

See? I told you about Dr. Forger.

How awful.

and then I comfort poor, hurt Fiona!

I hate that I got giddy even for a second

while knowing this letter was a complete fake.

Also, Twilight's handwriting isn't this messy.

Huh? Wha? Wait, wh-what?!

What are they talking about? Is she asking him about the letter?

Wait, you usually wouldn't in these situations, right?

Twilight, I'd like to end him.

No. You need to hold back.

Twilight is so tolerant.

Damn it!

It's time for the ace up my sleeve!

I'll eliminate him myself!

Oh, hello? Is this the State Security Service?

I'm calling from Berlint General Hospital.

Yes, that's right. There's a spy amongst our staff.

Are you the one who made the report?

Er, uh... Are you from the State Security Service?

I-I guess you're not in uniform.

Well, the suspect might flee if they knew we were here.

I-I-I see.

I need you to not call us the State Security Service, either.

This hospital's reputation may be at stake if there's a huge fuss.

True.

I did want to get him arrested in front of everyone to humiliate him,

but I guess I didn't think that far ahead.

Now, lead us to the suspect.

R-Right!

That's him. Loid Forger.

He's a newbie who hasn't even been here a year yet.

So what has he done?

I saw him.

A lie

I saw him rummaging through the storage room every night.

A lie

I also heard he has some shady friends.

He must be leaking information about our hospital to the West!

I'm sure there are some documents hidden in his desk that will prove it!

This way!

I don't see anything.

B-But that can't be...

Maybe you should look a little closer.

Damn it, it's in that top drawer there!

I made sure to leave some fake evidence in there!

No! Not there! The top drawer!

Top Secret File

Top Secret File

Top Secret File

Top Secret File

Top Secret File

Is this it?

Yes! That's it right there!

It appears that he's compiled files with top secret patient info

and clinical trial results of new medications for easy removal from the premises.

Well, I'll see you later.

Yup. See you later, Forger.

You must be the psychiatrist, Loid Forger.

You're under arrest on suspicion of being a spy.

Wha—

Impossible! What's going on?!

Yes! Yay, it worked!

Please wait a moment.

You can tell us all about it at the station.

Hey. Handcuffs weren't part of the plan!

What are you thinking?!

I always wanted to do this at least once!

What are you going to do if someone sees us?!

Shut up!

I got summoned out of the blue only to be forced to jack into the phones

You want to report a possible spy?

Ooh, I get to be a hot guy.

and play along with this dumb farce.

So let me at least enjoy this!

Twilight.

Hm?

Oh, right.

But I didn't do anything!

What am I accused of?

Don't hate me, Forger.

Look at these.

You were planning to sell them off to the West, weren't you?

I've never seen these before! Where did you find them?

He told us we'd find these in your desk.

What?!

Director...

Er, this was just a coincidence...

I-I-I totally believed in you!

But you got along with everyone and won them over so quickly

that I thought you might be a spy.

Just kidding.

He's actually correct.

No...

I was just desperate to fit in with everyone quickly since I was a newbie.

And these documents...

The font looks different from the typewriter I use.

That font is... from a 52 Yuka.

The only one using something that old at this hospital is...

Wait! No, no, no, no, no!

Pardon me, but what is your name?

No, no!

Wait, he might be using the same model, too!

And we'll be able to find that out if we look.

Then, I know! He must've used mine to type that out!

He was trying to frame me!

A lighter

Sir, what is your name?

I-I'm Chief Medical Director Gerald Gorey.

I've heard that name before.

He's on a list of potential suspects from this hospital.

What?!

Gerald Gorey.

There are allegations that you've accepted political donations

and falsified medical reimbursement requests.

Gulp!

He was just guessing, but he hit the nail on the head.

Also, you've been riding around in your friend's expensive car like it's your own,

using your status as director to hold mixers,

and eating the snacks in the break room without permission

and then blaming it on a chubby subordinate, as well.

Intel from Loid

How did they know that?!

What an awful person. He's definitely guilty.

Let's take him in.

Wait, no!

Fiona! Save me, Fiona!

Why in the world are you calling for me?

Please wait!

It's true that the director has taken medical supplies home without permission,

and has even sold some to other hospitals...

Uh, hello?! Dr. Forger?!

But he's not some lowlife that would betray his country!

The director is far more popular than me and is a reliable leader

who's always looking out for everyone around him!

It's because we have the director that we're able to take care of our patients in peace!

The director is a treasure to this hospital!

He's our light of hope!

If you're going to arrest the director, just take me instead!

I'll take the blame for everything!

Dr. Forger...

Ah, if only I could collect Twilight's tears.

Even if they are fake.

Look at you two getting all emotional at your age.

I sorta admire that, though.

Just what kind of character is he trying to play each time?

You've got a great guy working for you.

And because of that, I can't imagine that you're a spy.

We'll take your hospital off the surveillance list.

Make sure you two keep working together to keep this place up and running.

Thank you so much, Dr. Forger!

You saved me! Thank you so much!

No, no.

We still need you, Director.

If there's anything you need help with, you can count on me.

Perhaps even examining VIP patients.

You're such a great guy!

Let's do our best together!

I did it. I was useful to Twilight.

Officer B (Fiona) She doesn't want to change back because Twilight made this disguise

All right. Now I'm gonna go see Jamie.

Officer A (Franky) This disguise has the most handsome face to date, so he never wants to change out of it

I'm home.

I'm home, Papa!

Miss Anya, it's "Welcome home."

Now that the problem at the hospital is solved, Plan C can finally move along a bit.

Did Mama's Plan C get ahead of me?!

Not good. I need to do something!

Dinner time.

The girl anguished over what "friendship" actually meant.

Director. There's a disturbing report from Division 4.

Hm?

Remnants of the far-left extremist group, the Red Circus?

It involves one of their leaders, Billy Squire, who had been hiding outside of the country.

There are unconfirmed reports that the faction he commands has entered Berlint.

We should arrive at the Berlint Museum at 10 AM.

Hey, settle down.

An ooting, an ooting!

This isn't a field trip for fun, Anya. It's an educational trip.

Keh. What a childish event.

That's not true.

It's exciting to see dinosaur skeletons.

Nah, it's all about the mummies.

Also, why do we have to go in this peasant transport?

Every experience is valuable, Chairman's Son, Damian.

Shut up. You're in Class 4. Don't talk to me.

At least give every class their own vehicle.

Talk about cheap.

You're so rude!

This is the perfect opportunity for our classes to grow closer.

I don't have any plans to get along with you.

Every other class is our rival.

Very well, then.

Let us compete to see who can name more dinosaurs once we get to the museum.

Now my relationship with the director should be fine.

He used spy trickery!

The Friendship Scheme...

I need to copy Papa and work harder.

Stupid! Moron! Uggo!

I'm gonna tell on you for being so ugly.

Sir! I think she should be expelled for being so ugly!

What? Is that right, Holger?

If that's true, you're in big trouble!

But Anya's not an uggo. She's absolutely adorable.

Hm... You are indeed adorable.

Now that I've had a closer look, Second Son, you're the uggo here.

On the inside.

Huh?!

Mean uggos like you must be expelled immediately.

Wah! Please forgive me!

Teacher!

Second son isn't an uggo.

He's just a shithead.

Oh, I see. He's just a shithead.

Then that's fine.

Wah! Thank you, Miss Anya!

Now, take me to your house.

That's my plan! And it's perfect!

Ow.

Waiting-to-be-called-an-uggo face

What are you doing, Anya?

The plan failed.

What's with her?

Is she mad because I haven't returned the favor yet?

I need to give her these cakes already and call it even.

Oh, Lord Damian! You brought snacks?

Let's all eat them together.

Er, but this is...

Yum!

This is delicious, Lord Damian!

Why do I have to give you any?!

But I shared my macaron with you!

Shut up! I didn't eat any!

So mean.

Did you bring any snacks, Anya?

I brought these Churchill Confectionery candies.

Isn't this tin just adorable?

Anya brought...

Super Delicious Salt-flavored!

peanuts.

The same as usual, I see.

Also...

Oh, there's more?

Super Delicious Cheese-flavored!

Peanuts!

You should eat a more balanced diet, Anya.

Oh.

One of Bond's kibbles was in here.

Anya, your bag is so messy.

Second Son, do you want a dog kibble?

A gift for you.

Do you really want me to clobber you?!

Class 3 sure is noisy.

There's no way I'd eat something like that!

Hey, stay in your seats! We're almost there.

You can't be serious! Hey, are you listening to me?!

Oh, I see it now.

Wait, where are we going?

We just passed the museum.

Driver?

What's wrong?

The second and third buses left our convoy and kept going straight.

L-Let's turn around. You must've just gotten lost.

Wh-Who might you be?

I'm sorry, this is a school bus, so we can't let random people on...

Get going.

Tie him up.

Got it.

Bus number 2, how are things going over there?

No problems here. We're done.

Hey, Billy.

There's a car coming up behind us.

Must be the security car.

Let it follow us.

Got it.

No!

Pipe down.

Good morning, students from Eden College.

I believe you're all smart enough to figure out what's going on.

This bus has been taken over by us, the Red Circus.

If you want to go back home alive, you will cooperate.

THE EDEN COLLEGE BUSJACKING INCIDENT

THE RED CIRCUS