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"We've just received some breaking news..."
The TV in the Forger family residence was broadcasting the news network. On the couch sat three people...
"Chichi... I wanna watch cartoons," Anya said. "News is boooring."
Luna flipped a page of her book. "You can't always watch cartoons, you know. Learn about the world a little."
"Not now," Loid said firmly. Much can be gleaned from official state media if one reads between the lines.
Yeah, it helps if you're a mind reader, too, Luna added silently in her head.
Anya didn't take the news too well and looked like she was about to burst out crying. So Loid sighed and said, "Fine... go ahead and change the channel."
Anya brightened up immediately and thumped over to the TV happily, switching it to her favorite spy show. As the episode started to play, the door to their apartment opened.
"Hi, everyone. I'm home," Yor's voice floated over to the living room.
"Hi, Yor. How was your..." Loid started to say. "...day?"
Luna looked up from her book to see Yor with the gloomiest expression on her face. She was also trembling quite a bit, Luna had noted.
Yor set down the groceries she got on the kitchen counter. "Here... I got... nngghh... the milk and eggs..." she forced out.
"Oh, um... thank you," Loid said tentatively. "Are you, uh, not feeling well?"
"No, no, I'm fine," Yor insisted. "I'm just a little, ah..."
That's when Yor's thoughts started to come through to the twins, who started paying attention to what was happening.
I can't tell him... I took a gunshot to the butt while killing a group of armed militants! I'm in so much pain... but there's no way I'm going to say anything about it! Yor thought, sweating nervously. I treated the wound, but still...
Ah yes. Their fake father was not only a spy, but their fake mother was also an assassin! Then Luna realized what the news had said earlier about the terrorist group called Red Circus. That must've been Yor's assassination mission today.
T-Took... a gunshot?! Anya was panicking in her mind. "Mama, are you going to die?"
Luna kind of doubted that. She bet Yor could get hit with a car and survive.
"Don't worry, Anya. I'm not going to die," Yor reassured her. "Mama's just tired today. I'm going to bed, okay?"
It'll heal up after a good night's sleep, right? Luna heard her think.
