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'Mama Becomes the Wind' is new material to the anime, but it also feels familiar. Apart from the fact that everything these silly Forgers do this episode is entirely in-character, it's also because the conversation at the end between Yor and Twilight echoes the one between husband and wife at the end of Episode 9 - you know the one where Yor tells Loid she's glad she married him - and should be seen as a companion piece.

So... let's do a scene breakdown!

The set up is the same - Twilight accidentally 'bumps' into Yor after suspecting her to be a potential enemy/ spy. Unlike that prior conversation though, Twilight's suspicions are quickly dispelled here...

... in fact, he actually tells himself he didn't need to have checked on her. This is a big step up from planting a listening device on her and following her for a whole day. Progress!

What's implied here is that he trusts her, or is trying to, or at least, he's learning to. Franky's words to him back then - "Don't tell me you feel guilty for doubting her" - we know had cut deep. Twilight did feel guilty for doubting Yor, then and now. Here though, he's making a note - he really need to let go of his Spy Brain when it comes to her. He will fail over and over again. But deep down, he knows it's silly to think his wife would mean him harm.

The 'Mama...' episode highlight how Yor and Twilight's relationship has grown since the 'I'm glad...' one. Back then, when Twilight saw Yor losing confidence as a mother and wife, he assured his wife it's ok to be herself. But they have that whole conversation side by side. The anime tells us these two have the same path in front of them, they carry the same emotional baggage. But they run parallel to each other, neither truly meet the other's gaze just yet.

In 'Mama...' something very interesting happens. When Yor laments she is a failure as a mother, Twilight - perhaps with a bit more speed and emotion than his Spy self would permit - rushes next to her and turns to face her to tell her anemphatic 'no!'. There is no longer any cryptic monologue on being one's true self; he tells her directly here that she is a good mother. The VA work in this episode suggests the man truly meant it, and he wants her to know, and he wants her to see him when he tells her she's wonderful. Er... this is all for the mission!

And then we have Yor's smiles. The first time she smiled must be the first time Twilight actually saw her. Yor's basking in the warm glow of twilight (heh) and... we all know what that filter means. She's beautiful in his eyes.

I've noted before how in this latest conversation, when we see the smile on Yor's face blossom, it is from the POV of Twilight. He is watching her, waiting for her to smile... I think after that First Smile, he's been trying to recapture it since - it is one of the souvenirs he's mentally tied a red ribbon round after all. And so he makes it his life's duty mission side mission to make her smile again. To make her happy. And maybe, to make himself feel loved and worthy of her woman's love gratitude love gratitude love gratitude love and gratitude. Er... this is also for the mission!

Food is the language of love, I've kept saying. And so of course Twilight would suggest to his wife they get food together. Or maybe it really means nothing. (It means something.)

The last lovely echo we get in 'Mama...' and how it's a reply of sorts to 'I'm glad I married you...' conversation is how it ends. I've pointed out before how that earlier episode, husband and wife walk home side by side, but with their shadows in front of them. He is a Spy. She is an Assassin. Those secrets will follow them like shadows wherever they go. Loid and Yor Forger are just an act.

But in 'Mama...' we no longer see those shadows. They are just walking together. She, after being Mama to Anya. He, after being a full Helicopter Dad to keep eyes on Anya. They are parents now. They are married now.

#OHHHHH #i love these kinds of reads #sxf #loid forger #yor forger #twiyor

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SxF Light Novel: Family Portrait Translation Mission 2: Yuri's Day Off (Part 3)

<<Part 2

Damn it….why, me of all people, have to do this playing house thing.

In the unnecessarily realistic interrogation room, there were inorganic chairs and desks, and the cast member who is playing the role of the suspect sat there looking suspicious. The guests are told what the suspect has done, and the experience concludes with them still stubbornly denying guilt, or them being dropped from the interrogation. The suspect’s crime is said to change each time, but there is no script to follow and everything is ad-libbed.

Most of the cast members are actors who are working as side jobs, but since the customers are children, they are dressed in easily recognizable bad guy outfits.

The man in front of Yuri is also dressed in all black, even wearing a black balaclava.

No, you have to take it off. Did they think criminals wear them all the time?

Why is it strangely deformed in spite of the excessive attention to the details? Yuri, who is basically a serious person, was annoyed. On the other hand, Anya, who had changed into her uniform, was very motivated in the face of the obvious villain.

“First, we’re going to have an interrogation from Police Officer Forger.”

“Oui.”

She was called out by her name and she answered enthusiastically. Yuri was made to sit on a hard steel chair in the corner of the room under the guise of a record-keeper.

Another woman, different from the staff at the entrance, explains the suspect's conduct.

“That person is a bad guy who sneaks into people’s houses and steals their money and jewelry. But he has not pleaded guilty. Police officer Forger, please hunt him down and make him plead guilty.”

“Okey dokey.”

Anya took a stiff saluting posture, then turned around to look at the suspect, her face huffing and grinning. (See the illustration above)

What’s with that face?

As Yuri was poking around in his chest, Anya sat down in the interrogation chair strangely pompously and murmurs,

“It’s you again, Jack. You really never learn, huh?”

Why did she suddenly start with a recidivism setting? I mean, who the hell is Jack?

“I thought it was getting cold, it’s already winter huh?”

Apparently, even the seasons are self-explanatory.

Anya reluctantly got up from her seat and walked slowly towards the window. Through the blinds, she looked out of the window and said,

“Your hometown, if I’m not mistaken, is up north, right? It’s probably snowing there by now.”

“.......Heh, did you think that if you started talking about my hometown, I’d get homesick?”

The suspect laughs sarcastically.

“Then you’re mistaken. I abandoned my hometown. My father and mother died a long time ago. There’s no place for me over there now.”

The way he took on the customers’ incomprehensible setup was very professional. Moreover, his acting was awfully good. Because of this, the sense of discomfort between the two was tremendous.

“Stop acting tough, John!”

Anya shouted in a low, fake voice, she probably thought she was the one who washes. However, she got the name wrong.

That guy’s name is Jack! At least remember the name you gave yourself!

Yuri shouted in his mind.

“What about Margarette?”

Another unfamiliar name came up again. However, the suspect stared at Anya with a startled face.

Anya looks away from the window and stares back at the suspect man.

“Margarette is still waiting for you, you know.”

“..........”

“Atone your sins, then go back to your hometown, and this time, make sure to make Margarette happy.”

As Anya said this, the suspect suddenly broke down crying on the steel desk. He then confessed,

“I-I did it!”

Anya walked up to the suspect, patted him on his shoulder, and she murmured softly, “Do you wanna eat Katsudon?” in a penetrating tone of voice…..

What was that? Just now…..what the hell was that?

As Yuri was stunned, the woman staff clapped her hands and praised Anya exaggeratingly,

“Excellent! The way you deeply appealed to the conscience of the suspect was superb! It was perfect!”

The cast member who was playing the role of Jack or John also clapped his hands together.

“Police Office Forger, who successfully completes an interrogation, will receive a badge for completing the interrogation experience!”

“Yay! I passed!”

Anya, who was handed a shining gold badge, had a childishly delighted face. Her voice was also back to normal.

“Was I good?”

“Yeah, you were really good!”

“I was about to cry at the end too. Way to go, little girl.”

Anya was very proud of herself as she was lifted up by two people.

“I’m sure you’re gonna be a very smart detective in the future.”

“Fufufu, I can’t help but think about it.”

It seems that their policy of affirming the child’s way is not entirely bad.

However…..

No….there’s no way a suspect would fall for an interrogation like this.

If everyone would be converted by such a lousy little play, then there would be no need for police or a secret police.

Is this okay? Is it really okay to develop the human resources who will be responsible for Ostania’s future like this….?

As Yuri was feeling left behind, the suspect was replaced. He was much younger than the man earlier, and looked like a flirtatious, good-looking guy.

“Now let's move on to Police Officer Briar’s experience. Police Officer Briar, over here. For Police Officer Forger, please take your seat over there in the recorder’s chair.”

“Good luck, unkie.”

“.......Yeah.”

Yuri reluctantly got up and went to the female staff to get an explanation, but of course, he had no intention of doing it properly.

Well, after that messed up interrogation earlier, I guess I’ll just have to go with it.

That's how he thought of it lightly, but…..

“For Police Officer Briar, you have to have this man plead guilty who was arrested on suspicion of repeatedly assaulting his wife. The suspect punched and kicked his wife because she was a bad cook, she broke her nose and was two weeks away from a full recovery…”

“.........”

As soon as Yuri heard the staff’s explanation, he heard a click in the back of his head. He silently spun around and turned on his heel.

“Ah, umm, Police Officer Briar? I’m not done with the explanation yet….”

The flustered female staff panicked as she told him that she’s not done yet. Yuri brushed it off lightly with a, “No, it’s enough.” and he sat down in the chair in front of the suspect.

“....Hello. I’m in charge of the interrogation. I’m Officer Briar.”

With a smile on his face, Yuri looks at the suspect from under his long bangs. In his eyes, the suspect’s flirtatious, handsome face looked like the loathsome Loid Forger.

He hit his wife…? All because she’s not good at cooking?

His teeth, which he clenched so that no one would notice, made a dull sound. Yuri, with his simmering anger and hatred hidden beneath his smile, says in a voice that comforts a child,

“You can’t do that, right? You can’t just hit your wife.”

With that, the suspect burst out laughing.

“No way, Mr. Detective. I didn’t hit my wife. She just fell and injured herself.”

“.....So you’re saying you didn’t do anything wrong?”

Only Yuri’s eyes narrowed, leaving the smile on his mouth.

“Yes. I’m actually the victim here if you ask me.”

She is usually the one who is to blame for taking so long to cook a meal. He curses at his wife abusively for making the same dishes all the time.

Without letting the smile on his lips disappear, Yuri leaned over the steel desk and grabbed the suspect’s side of the head with his dominant hand saying,

“....If that’s the case…then even if I break all your teeth, smash your nose, and crack your jaw, you did that all to yourself because you fell, right? That makes me the victim here, right?”

“Huh!?”

The man who was playing the role of the suspect was taken aback by Yuri, who was smiling cheerfully as he talked about things he could not understand.

The smile on Yuri’s face slips from his face as he stares back at him from a close distance.

“.....you beat your wife.”

He told him with a voice cold as ice.

“You beat your good, unarmed wife, who did not do anything wrong. And that deed deserves death. Therefore, I will execute you with my own hands. There will be no trial, I will give you divine punishment immediately.”

“!!”

“Ask for your wife’s forgiveness in death.”

When he removed his hand from the suspect’s head and reached out for his throat, the suspect squeaked, horrified by Yuri’s out-of-character behavior, he turned pale and trembled in fear.

“I-I’m sorry!! I-I-I-I won’t do it again!! I will not hit my wife ever again! I mean, this whole thing is just an act anyway! I’m not even married! I’m single! I don’t even have a girlfriend! I’m really sorry! Please forgive me!”

“Huh?”

Yuri, who finally comes to his senses when the suspect, or rather, the cast member, forgetting to even act, cries out.

He hurriedly removed himself from the suspect.

“Ah….Um, I’m really sorry too….I guess I accidentally got into the role-”

Despite his desperate attempts to mend the situation, the man in the cast just looks at Yuri with a frightened look on his face and doesn't say anything. The female staff member also froze in place, seemingly speechless. The room had fallen silent, and it was now Yuri who turned pale.

What the fuck am I doing? I was supposed to just go with the flow….

If Anya were to tell his sister about this…..She would definitely be saddened by her brother’s change of attitude. Not only that.

In the worst case scenario, sis might find out that I’m actually not a diplomat, but a secret police.

If that happened, he wondered how shocked his gentle,unsullied sister would be….

Oh, what have I done….This is Lottie’s fault too. It’s because his face keeps on popping up in my mind….Loid Forger, I will never forgive you.

As Yuri inwardly blames Loid for his misplaced responsibility, he heard Anya muttered in a trembling voice,

“You’re so cool, unkie…..”

“Eh…?”

As he fearfully looked back at Anya, who was sitting in the corner of the room, he saw that she was looking at him with respect that he had never seen before. Her cheeks were flushed and her two big eyes were shining like stars.

“You’re an interrogation genius.”

“No, not really.”

As he murmured to himself saying, “I’m not a genius, it’s my real job after all.” Anya flared her nose with excitement, she started to say, “As expected from a real-” then stopped unnaturally. Then, she praised him in an unfamiliar way saying, “...real adult who reads a lot of books!”

Saying that, the two who had been frozen in place, began to clap their hands enthusiastically in unison as if they were overwhelmed.

“It was so realistic that I was taken aback a little! I can’t really believe it!!”

“Mister, you should aim to be an actor!! You’re handsome to begin with, so if you aim as an actor, you’ll definitely succeed!! I’ll give you my stamp of approval, I was really scared, you know!”

“Ah….no, that’s not true.”

“No, it was really amazing! The intensity was so real as if you’re a real police officer!”

“If you don’t mind, I can introduce you now to an agency, and you’ll be an actor right away! I’m sure you'll be a great actor!!”

“No need……Hahaha”

It’s his real job, so it’s no surprise. There was no acting or anything. In fact, he doesn’t even have the slightest sense of theatricality. All he had was hatred for Loid Forger.

However, when someone praises you like this, it’s part of human nature not to feel so bad about it. Moreover, Yuri is still only 20 years old, and he is still a simpleton.

Feeling all better, he says,

“Alright, let’s go on to the next one!”

“Oui!”

With Anya in tow, he was off to the next experience in high spirits….

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“Unkie, I’m hungry.”

“Oh right, it’s already evening and we haven’t eaten anything yet.”

“I feel like my stomach and back are gonna break apart.”

“Then, how about we eat some hotdog in the food space.”

After trying various occupations in a row, including newspaper reporter, firefighter, judge, prosecutor, soldier, sculptor, doctor, and train operator, they had completely forgotten to eat lunch.

While eating a too-late lunch of hotdogs, juice, and coffee at a round table in an indoor cafe built like an open terrace, they suddenly felt exhausted.

Anya, for example, looks like she’s about to fall asleep while eating her hotdog. The guests around them also looked tired, and their numbers seemed to be dwindling, if not downheartedly.

“So? What did you like the best?”

Yuri asked while drinking his coffee.

“Hmm….”

Anya replied, dangling her legs while looking up at the ceiling.

The ceiling of the facility is painted with a blue sky and clouds.

Anya let out a sigh, and said,

“I worked so much the whole day today, so I feel like I just wanna play my whole life.”

“Wha!?....Seriously..”

The unexpected reply almost made Yuri spit out the coffee he was drinking, causing him to cough violently.

“I want to be a cloud.”

“......”

“Or anything is fine.”

Yuri heard the sound of all the effort being blotted out for the day.

Ugh… This was a massive waste of my time.

More than that, he doesn’t know what to say to his sister.

Why did it turn out this way? I don’t care if you pick out to be a lawyer or a police officer, just pick something other than being a NEET!

While Yuri was in agony, Anya put the half-eaten hotdog on her plate, rummaged in her small bag, and spread out the pamphlet on the table.

“I want to go here for the last time.”

She pointed.

“What? You wanted to be a cloud anyway, right?”

He tried to be sarcastic in return, but was offended when she gave him a pitying look and said,

“Unkie, humans can’t become a cloud, you know.”

Why is it that she is usually an idiot, but says something accurate at a time like this? Are children like that in general? Or is it just her?

“Which one?”

For the time being, just to confirm, he asked, and Anya pointed to an accessory workshop in a corner of the facility. It was a booth where visitors could design their own brooches, necklaces, earrings, and other accessories, and actually take them home.

Frankly, it was quite surprising.

“I didn’t know you had it in you.”

“I’m a fashionista.”

However, time is running out. Yuri had left a letter, but in the worst case, he doesn’t want to make his sister worry.

“It’s almost time for my sister to get home, so let’s go home now.”

Saying that, Anya was understandably disappointed. Her shoulders slumped.

“I was planning to make a gift for mama.”

“Eh…..?”

Surprised, Yuri looked at the girl in front of him.

“Today is a holiday, so mama told me we’re gonna play a lot, but because she had to work, we were not able to play. She was saying sorry even though she did not do anything wrong. She looked so sad, so I feel sad too.”

“.......”

Yuri felt a nostalgic pain in his chest as he heard those words, which were poorly spelled, but she tried her best to convey them. It must be because he once felt the same way about his sister.

“I’m so sorry, I’ve been so busy with work that I haven’t been able to spend time with you. I’m so sorry for making you feel lonely all the time, Yuri.”

Everytime she apologized, Yuri couldn’t help but feel sad.

“That’s why I’m thinking of making a beautiful insect brooch for mama who did her best at work today.”

“.....don’t make an insect one.”

Yuri mumbled.

“My sister hates insects, so do something else.”

“But unkie, you said there’s no time…”

“That’s why hurry up and finish that already so we can go.”

“Oui!”

Anya’s face lit up. She finished the rest of her hotdog impatiently and jumped down from her chair.

“I will not do an insect brooch anymore, I will do a flower brooch instead.”

“Flowers are no good too. I will make a hairband with a flower corsage for sis.”

“Unkie is a Holger warrior.”

“You know, even though you’re an idiot, you sure know a few funny words.”

They headed for the workshop while chatting about such things.

Yuri still didn’t notice that he had held Anya’s little hand before she even asked him to do so….

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“........I wonder if they’re about to get back anytime soon?”

Yor looked at the clock as she arranged the salad, roasted apples, and veal schnitzel she had brought on the dining table.

She had planned to return as soon as possible, but she was completely late, about 15 minutes late, so she came home panicking. However, Anya and Yuri were nowhere to be found, and on the low table in the living room was a letter saying,

“I’m gonna take her to Step Work Kids”

Step Work Kids is a popular children’s spot that her colleague, Sharon, a married woman, also talked about.

I was sure that they'd just be at home all day.

It made her feel a little bit nervous to think that Yuri had taken Anya out to play. It seems that Yuri also had given Bond plenty of water and dog food before they left.

He doesn’t hesitate to say that he wouldn’t approve of her marriage…. But when the time comes like this, Yuri takes care of them.

Yuri is a really kind hearted kid.

Although he can be short-tempered and obsessive at times, he’s still a very good boy at heart. Smiling, Yor served Anya’s favorite chocolate cake filled with peanuts and a bottle of wine she thought Yuri would like.

Loid told her he would be back by midnight, so they’ll just start eating when Yuri and Anya get back.

“Fufufu. It’s not as good as Loid’s cooking, but it looks delicious.”

She regretted not having enough time to make most of the dishes, but she was able to make a soup while she was waiting for them to get back home. Yor thinks that her first attempt at cold potato soup turned out pretty well, if she had to say. It smelled a little strange, but she’s sure it’s because of the spices.

“I hope they get back soon, right, Bond?”

“Woof.”

Bond barked as if responding to Yor’s question.

“I wonder if they will like the soup? I accidentally put onions in it, so I’m sorry that you won’t get to taste the soup, Bond.”

“W-Woof…”

For some reason, Bond backs away slowly. Then, his ears perked up and he barked happily, “Woof woof!” and headed for the front door, wagging his tails. It seems that the person they’ve been waiting for has returned.

“I’m a flower brooch genius. Mine’s too beautiful.”

“If you say it like that, then I’m the genius here. Look at how cute this hairband is. It’s perfect for my pretty sister.”

“Mama will cry of happiness after she sees what I made.”

“Hmph! What a cheeky little brat. My sister will cry of happiness once she sees my hairband.”

“I challenge you then, unkie!”

“Bring it on, chihuahua girl! And, don’t call me unkie, I’m not your uncle.”

“Unkie is unkie.”

Yor couldn’t quite hear what’s going on, but it sounds like they’re having a little batte. Yuri is like a small kid whenever he’s with Anya.

I see that they’re getting along just fine.

Yor chucked and followed her dog’s back to greet her brother and daughter, her two precious ones.

#AWW THIS IS SO CUTE #yuri & anya my pookie bears #sxf #anya forger #yor forger #yuri briar

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