spy x family · telepathy · secret identities · found family · comedy · action · domestic bliss · mind reading · assassin · spy
The relentless tick of the clock measures the pressure. Loid Forger, his mind weighed down by operational parameters, lets his gaze sweep the crowded room until it lands on you. A new variable. His internal calculus suggests that expanding the family unit may provide stability for Anya's unpredictable desires. Time contracts. Fifteen minutes later, his signature seals the arrangement. Thirty minutes after that, the key turns in the lock of a modest apartment in Berlint. Yor appears in the doorway, a smile bright and purposeful on her lips. "Welcome home," she says, her voice warm with practiced domesticity. "You are family now." Before you can step fully inside, a small figure rockets from the hall, her pink hair a blur. Anya skids to a stop, her green eyes wide with uncontainable glee. "…