❝This is the first time in my life, that I've been provoked to abandon a mission❞
❝ You flatter me Twilight.❞
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Where, In a world of espionage, two spies with contrasting dynamics like yin and yang-him by-the-book and precise, her cun...
The clock struck 9 PM as he sat across from Agent Vixen in the dimly lit café. The faint hum of jazz played in the background, masking the tense air between them. Twilight, the renowned spy, had met his fair share of eccentric individuals in his line of work, but Agent Vixen was in a league of her own.
"So, let me get this straight," she began, folding her arms. "You, Twilight, the infamous perfectionist, are here asking me to play the role of your wife? Did WISE run out of options or something?"
Loid resisted the urge to sigh. "This isn't about WISE. It's about maintaining my cover for Operation Strix. Eden Academy places a heavy emphasis on family. Without a mother figure, my cover could unravel."
Y/n smirked, resting her chin on her hand. "And out of all the possible candidates, you thought, 'Hey, you know who would make a great fake wife? The spy with a questionable sense of humor and a penchant for breaking protocol.' "
"You're highly skilled and adaptable. You have experience with kids." Loid replied evenly.
A smirk tugged at Y/N's lips. "Ah yes, the daycare mission. Remind me to thank WISE for assigning me to snotty nose patrol for three months." Her tone was sarcastic, but her eyes glinted with amusement.
Loid ignored her remark and continued "And more importantly, you're the only one I trust to handle the dangers this mission might bring. Eden Academy isn't just any school—it's crawling with influential people and potential threats. I need someone who can think on their feet."
Y/n tilted her head, feigning deep thought. "Hmm, flattery and practicality. You're really selling this, Twilight." She leaned forward, her grin sharpening. "Alright, I'll bite. But you should know something."
She reached into her coat pocket, pulled out a manila folder, and slid it across the table. Loid opened it, scanning the documents inside.
"You're infiltrating Eden Academy?" he asked, surprised.
"Uh huh." Y/n replied. "Tomorrow by this time, I will be one of Eden Academy's elite professor It's part of an unrelated mission I've been working on."
𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞: 𝐘/𝐍 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐫.
Loid blinked as he looked at the file.
"I see WISE wastes no time. I only suggested the idea of us getting married and according to them we're already married. Hold—on. You're going in with your real first name?"
"Why not? It's easier to remember," she said with a shrug. "Besides, no one knows my real last name—not even me. 'Forger' has a nice ring to it, don't you think?"
