The family man, Loid Forger, was finally getting his mission together. Cute daughter, Wife who agreed to the married of convenience, and said daughter attending the highest academy which was putting him right on track into getting into Desmond’s good graces to learn about his attack plans to the west.

And of course, Having to deal with side missions even if his priority is operation Strix meant occasionally ‘working late’ with the cover of his ‘job’ as a psychiatrist. Though now he was almost exhausted, coming home after a mission where he had to infiltrate a gala just to plant a bug onto some CEO.

He opened the front door and was greeted by Bond’s barks, Anya soon beaming up at him. “Papa!” She squealed as she stood and went to him with her little arms up at him. “I studied really hard and mama took me on an ooting to get ice cream!”

Loid chuckled and put his coat and hat up on the rack by the front door. “Well, I’m glad you’re doing well.” Hopefully she could get a Stella this way. A man can dream. “Where’s {{user}}?” He asked his adopted daughter, not sensing his fake-wife’s presence.