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If you don't want him to die, would you kindly put down your gun?

Wha?!

A WORLD WHERE WE CANNOT SURVIVE

Wait, what?!

Hurry and stand up.

Huh? What just... What?

In humans,

the brain usually unconsciously sets a limit on how much strength

they can use so they don't unleash their full strength.

That is because if they were to release 100% of their power,

there would be irreparable damage to their muscles and bones.

But now, the limiter in this woman's brain has shattered.

Meaning she's pissed off.

You weakling.

You're scared of dying.

You're scared of being betrayed.

So much so that you can't trust anyone.

You won't even look closely enough to determine

whether someone is trustworthy or not. You've abandoned all thought.

You're a worthless man who meddles in others' affairs for your own amusement.

But I don't have that fear. I trust him.

I'm always, always, always, always, always thinking about him.

That's why I'm strong!

You cannot defeat me!

Spare me your bullshit.

But now, you've completely lost both hands and feet.

If I get far enough away, you'll have no way to attack me.

Her dislocated arm?!

Stop.

You don't need to kill him, and you don't need to die.

Lo—

Twilight! Are you all right?!

I'm in better shape than you.

More importantly, we need to tie him up.

Wouldn't it just be dangerous to let him survive?

There's a mountain of information we can get from him.

Put behind bars,

he could be a negotiation tool when we need him.

We'll let HQ decide what they want to do with him.

That aside, I can't believe this guy got the jump on you, Twilight.

Wait! When did Twilight wake up, anyway?!

Fffff?! Did he hear what I said?!

No, no, no, that can't be!

He was out cold when I said all that!

He absolutely must've been!

Please tell me he didn't hear that. Please tell me he didn't hear that.

If he did hear me, maybe I could just take him out and I could follow—

Wait, what the hell am I saying?!

Nightfall is so enraged, her face is turning red?!

I know what you want to say.

No, he doesn't

As you said before, maybe I have lost my edge.

That's right, Twilight. You've lost your edge.

You're a toy knife with a retractable blade. Aah, sproing, sproing!

Is the wound on your arm from Wheeler, as well?

No, this is from Yuri Briar.

He pursued me, and it ended in a battle.

Did you finish him off?

The reason Yor married me was to put her brother at ease.

If she loses her brother,

that significance will be lost, and it will set back Operation Strix.

The fact that he doesn't call her "Yor Briar"

already makes this all sound like a front to me.

But his feelings are correct.

When he says it's for his mission, I can't refute that.

You don't play fair, Twilight.

You're... right.

The State Security Service will be here any minute.

I'd like to get out of here as soon as possible, but how to...

What are you relaxing for?!

We need to scram!

It's crawling with State Security Service agents up there!

Thanks, sir.

I know he's heavy, but could we ask you to carry Wheeler up?

You betcha!

Nightfall, I'm going to pop your left shoulder back in.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Aaaaaah!

Twilight is carrying me aaaaaaaaaa he's basically carrying me like a princess aaaaaaaaaaa

It's all right, Twilight. I can walk on my own.

I only broke my toes and fibula on my left leg.

Don't be ridiculous. If you do that, they'll catch up to us.

You always push yourself way too much.

You're the last person I want to hear that from.

You're too damn stubborn.

If you keep that up, you're gonna croak in no time.

Fine. I will be content to accept this humiliation.

But please hurry to the surface.

Huh? All right...

I'm going to die! I'm going to die right now!

If he doesn't put me down soon, my heart's going to explode. I am actually going to die!

We were lucky they didn't have enough men to set up checkpoints throughout the area.

They weren't working with the local police to begin with.

I'm sure there was a reason they couldn't act too openly.

At this rate, we should be able to get back to Berlint safely.

Hurts now that the adrenaline rush is over

In any case, we were able to protect the lives of our comrades in the East.

But the blue team got a message saying

our mole within the State Security Service has been taken out.

So even though we captured Wheeler, we basically came out even.

All our efforts were in vain.

Man, I'm exhausted today.

Hey, Twi-Guy. You're getting a drink with us when we get back.

What? But I can't.

I said there was a work emergency when I left.

If I don't hurry home, they'll be suspicious.

Keh. Always using the family man card when it's convenient.

And being that family man is exactly my mission.

Not to mention, right now...

What? You fightin' with the missus?

Really?!

No, I don't know if I'd exactly call it fighting...

I'm unhappy with everything!

How could you?! Abandoning your family even on your days off?!

More like I have no idea what my wife is thinking right now.

I guess even you go through that kinda thing, huh?

Does this mean I have a chance at becoming the new wife in Operation Strix?!

It looks like Operation Strix may still be in danger.

After this, let us go to your house and find the reason for this discord.

And then I'm going to make that rift irreparably larger.

Don't be ridiculous. You need to hurry to the hospital.

Don't do it. The only way to help with marital troubles is to stay out of them.

The last thing I'm trying to do is help!

She was sent home

I'm not sure if it's just because my day was long,

but it feels like I haven't been home in forever.

If we'd failed to stop Wheeler, I wouldn't have been able to come back here.

It's a tightrope act just to keep the Forger family going.

And that's why I need to find out what is behind Yor's incomprehensible grievances.

How dare you stay out working this late?!

I'm home.

Welcome home, Loid. You must be exhausted after working so late.

Wha—

What just... All my strength suddenly left me...

Loid?!

You really are losing your edge, Twilight!

Don't let your guard down.

There could be an unfathomable amount of hatred behind that smile.

Oh, dear. What happened to your face?

Oh, er... my work emergency involved a burly pro wrestler

who wasn't a fan of needles.

It was quite the ordeal.

Oh, where's Anya?

She wore herself out having fun

Anya wants to put on Mr. Lion's fluffy mane, too...

and went straight to bed as soon as she got home.

You should also go to bed if you're tired, Loid.

More importantly, Yor...

About this morning...

I'm very sorry I didn't have the chance to hear what you had to say.

I've caused you so much uneasiness because I'm so incompetent.

N-No, it isn't like that at all.

Um, actually, I'm sorry.

You see, I was talking to Camilla and the others, and...

And that's why.

I was looking for things to gripe about so I'd look normal.

I'm sorry I made you worry for nothing.

What in the hell?!

Loid?!

I can't. I can't move a muscle.

I can't get up. I don't even have the energy to think anymore.

Are you all right, Loid?!

Should I call an ambulance?!

No, more importantly, um...

This might actually give you something to gripe about,

but could I ask you to do today's chores

and handle the prep work for tomorrow?

I'd be happy to!

Wh-Why do you seem so happy?

Well... maybe I wasn't exactly trying to find something to gripe about.

Maybe I just wanted to take care of you...

or for you to rely on me.

You're able to do everything on your own,

and even when you are struggling, you rarely show it.

But I don't think you need to be that perfect.

So the fact that you were able to complain to me made me a little happy.

Though I'm not exactly that reliable.

Thanks, Yor.

Hearing you say that makes me feel a little better.

But, Yor...

I was forced to realize just how painfully weak I am.

When I saw his eyes,

I was reminded that I cannot survive in this world unless I am perfect.

So...

Hear me out, Sis!

Yuri?!

Wait, you're hurt, too?! What happened?!

Huh? Oh, this is just, uh...

The report I wrote up in a hurry was full of mistakes,

so my supervisor body-slammed me.

What the hell?

Wait. "Too"?

Ah... I got into a bit of a scuffle with a pro wrestler.

I've created a dummy patient and an airtight alibi,

so even if he looks into it, he won't find anything.

Should I make some tea?

No, that's all right, Loid!

I'll do everything.

Please, just have a seat and relax.

Is his right arm also injured?

It couldn't be.

Um, can I help you?

Yuri! What in the world are you doing?!

Oh, uh...

I-It's safer to roll up your sleeves when you turn on the stove.

Oh, how kind of you.

Of course it's not him.

Come to think of it, Twilight has been able to disguise himself as Wheeler,

the Western Cabinet Minister, and others he seemingly has no connection to.

That's how good he is.

Anyway!

If you're that worried about Loid, please go home for today.

He's very tired!

Wah! That's so mean, Sis.

But I snuck out before my report was done, so I'll be in trouble if I don't get back.

Please take a shower and get some proper rest.

Thanks.

I'm glad I disguised my arm just in case.

He managed to spot that momentary awkwardness in my arm instantly.

I can't let my guard down around him.

No, Twilight. This is exactly what you were just talking about.

The moment anyone doubts me even a little, I lose.

Pull yourself together!

What is this burning smell?!

Don't tell me Yuri Briar came back because he had suspicions about me...

Don't let down your guard, Twilight!

Yor?!

Wah! I'm so sorry!

I was trying to iron your shirt for tomorrow, and it caught fire! Wah!

I'm putting it out! I'm putting it out right now!

Okay, this might just be hopeless...

Loid?!

Are you all right, Fiona?

I heard you fell down the hospital stairs from the fourth to the first floor.

Sheesh. You may be a klutz, but you're still cute in my book!

I'm fine, so please take your leave, Chief.

So cold! But I even prepared a private room for you.

I'm truly grateful. Thank you very much. Now, please leave.

She's not interested at all.

Sir!

This patient is severely injured. Please don't cause her any stress!

Now, off you go!

Oh, right! Here! I came by to give you these.

The medical files for the VIP patients being assigned to Dr. Forger.

Could you give him these?

Why don't you give them to him yourself?

That would just piss me off, plus I'd lose my opportunity to talk to you.

Well, you know... Dr. Forger has the day off today, too.

Again, why are you stressing out the patient?!

I will give him the files tomorrow.

Ah! Fiona!

So what are you doing here,

Handler?

Is that how you talk to your supervisor who came to see how you're doing?

Any wiretaps in this room?

There are not. I already checked.

Looks like our operations are going well here.

If you have no business here, please leave.

I'm here to cover your asses because both you and Twilight literally can't move!

Do you know how shorthanded we are?!

This is only for today, you hear me?!

That hurts. Please stop. Don't make me call a nurse.

Also, I sort of wanted to wear a nurse's uniform.

Please don't infiltrate the hospital as a game.

Here are your test results.

Your arm's broken in multiple places, but they're all clean breaks,

and the muscle fiber damage isn't as bad as we feared.

You should be glad. You'll recover in no time.

Then you can get back to work.

Thanks to my holing up in the mountains for my revenge match with that woman?

Oh, the irony...

Good work capturing Wheeler.

I realize I put you in a dangerous situation, even if it was your mission.

Just don't do anything to rush to your own death.

You're also one of my precious subordinates.

By "precious," you also mean "will obediently work to the bone for you."

I won't deny that. Anyway, keep pushing yourself, but not too hard.

Even if it's for his sake.

See you later. Get plenty of rest.

What?! Does the Handler know how I feel about Twilight?!

She's so adorable.

Impossible!

Mama's breakfast is slightly delicious!

Just a teensy-tiny bit.

I got up at 5 AM and battled hard with a recipe book to make it!

Yor, you don't need to push yourself so hard.

You're somehow more beat-up than I am.

Oh, no! I'm fine, Loid.

Please just relax today. I'm going to make up for my failures yesterday!

Thanks...

I need to recover from yesterday's mission quickly.

Papa had a spy battle yesterday?! And got shot?!

So no ooting today?

Sorry, I'm going to be resting in my room.

I've got a mountain of reports to write up, too.

Let's just play quietly at home, Miss Anya.

Borf.

If you have any trouble with your homework, you can come talk to me at any time.

It's okay. You get some rest.

Did you have fun at the zoo yesterday?

It was lots of fun!

There was a Mr. Elephant, a Mr. Giraffe, and even a Mr. Hippo!

Oh, right. Did you clean out your backpack?

Make sure you leave out your hankie so I can get it washed.

Oh, I forgot.

Ta-da! This is a Mr. Lion Anya captured yesterday!

My, how amazing.

Anya's never seen a Mr. Lion before.

The "King of Feets"... That sounds so cool!

He looks like Mr. Chimera, so I'll put him next to him.

I'm so glad Mr. Chimera has a new friend.

Jealo...

Jealo...

Ooh!

King of Feets Bond! So cool!

Oh, goodness! I brushed him so carefully this morning, too!

That's so cool, Bond! Can you do a Mr. Elephant, too?

They have really long noses!

Ooh!

He's trying to stretch his nose

Okay, now do Mr. Giraffe!

They have really long necks!

B-Borf...

He can't, Miss Anya. He's going to hurt his neck.

Boo.

I know!

We can get his neck and legs wet so they look thinner. That might do the trick.

He turned into a Mr. Alpaca.

Borf...

I'm so sorry, Bond! I promise I'll brush you again.

The best Bond is this Bond.

Borf...

He looks so comfy.

Bond's fur is so smooth now compared to when we first adopted him.

Anya, too! Anya wants to be floofed up, too!

My...

Is Anya all smooth now, too?

Yes! You are the silkiest and the smoothest, Miss Anya!

You look adorable.

Hey, Loid. I got you the stuff you asked for.

Scruffy Scruff.

Hello, Franky.

Man, he sure does work a guy to the bone.

Behold!

Anya is the silkiest and the smoothest!

Borf.

Mama! Let's floof up Scruffy Scruff, too!

Huh?

Wha?

We'll make Scruffy Scruff silky smooth, too.

Floof...

Wait! What do you think you're doing? Stop!

You mustn't, Miss Anya!

If you do that, we won't know who he is anymore!

That's a bit harsh, Missus!

Okay! Let's begin Operation Silky Smooth!

That ain't happenin'!

I won't let you take my identity!

Borfo, you traitor! Way to cast our manly bond aside!

Ow!

Oh, no! The vase!

Ow! Stop pulling on me!

Wow, a Mr. Giraffe Bond!

A Mr. Elephant Bond!

Teeny-tiny Bonds!

Ooh! He's flying!

So many Bonds! So exciting!