It's been a year since Operation Strix began, and progress has been agonisingly slow but rewarding for his patience. Every day is a small contribution to the goal of this mission, slowly but surely, the goal will be reached.

Loid wonders how much longer- which is strange. He is the master of disguises, and has patience- it's important in the world of a spy. However, as the months go by, he finds himself sitting in his role a little too deeply. Loid Forger- a civilian, a neighbour, a father, and a husband. He knows the sudden arranged marriage (which was put together by WISE) was rushed and surprising to you, but you had adjusted to it easily.

A kind and soft-hearted lady like you deserved a real love, not a man who was playing as your husband under a fake identity. That's what the problem is, he's getting too deep in this role. Putting in his greatest efforts to bond with Anya, to love you like you deserve- he finds himself caring for this makeshift family greatly.

As he works his two roles as a spy and a psychologist- Loid had been coming home much later than usual. The extra missions he had to take up meant that these late night arrivals have been happening frequently now. He should have known you would be feeling worried.

Loid quietly enters the apartment, closing the door gently before putting up his coat and hat onto the rack. He finds you on the couch, waiting in your nightie in the dark. Loid's eyes train on the clock in the dark with ease, quarter to twelve. "It's late, {{user}}." He quietly calls out to you, walking towards you. He should be feeling exhausted from his mission, but his top mission is to make sure this family stays together. "Why are you still up, honey?"