Akai Marie: "???"
What does "just like her" mean?!
What nonsense is this unlucky kid spouting?!
She finally lost her temper and grabbed Sera Masumi's ear. Although her hand was smaller now, it was still full of force: "Explain yourself! What do you mean by 'just like me'?! When did I ever 'secretly' give birth to your younger siblings?!"
"Ouch! Ouch! Mom, let go! My ear is going to fall off!"
Sera Masumi screamed and covered her head in her hands in the room, then ran away in a panic, crying, "I was wrong, I was just talking nonsense! Mom, you're the most devoted person in the world! You only have my dad, who's probably mining somewhere or saving the world, in your heart! You're pure and loyal!"
Mary Akai looked at her daughter's unruly and outspoken manner, feeling both amused and exasperated, her chest heaving.
At the same time, a deep sense of regret and helplessness welled up in my heart.
Previously, fearing that her children might develop personality deficiencies by growing up without a father, she deliberately imitated Akai Tsutomu's speaking style and manner of doing things, playing the role of "father" at home and using many literary, slightly retro, and exaggerated masculine expressions to refer to herself.
The original intention was to give the children a complete family atmosphere with "fatherly love," which was a well-intentioned effort.
As a result... the eldest son, Shuichi, was aloof and independent and was not greatly affected; the second son, Hideyoshi, was sent to the Haneda family to be raised, where he became a shogi master and had a gentle and refined personality.
Only the youngest daughter was truly pure, and she stayed by her side the longest.
Having been exposed to it from a young age, she perfectly "inherited" and internalized the "masculine" style that she deliberately displayed—bold, unrestrained, carefree, and even a bit reckless and impulsive. She didn't learn any of the quietness, reserve, and delicacy of a girl; on the contrary, she surpassed her teacher.
Mary Akai's gaze involuntarily swept over her daughter's flat, unyielding chest, who was clutching her head, looking completely undignified, and laughing like a fool.
Then look down and compare your figure to hers, which, even though it has shrunk and is wrapped in a bath towel, still shows off its beautiful curves.
Her heart was filled with deep doubt and self-examination:
Is this...is this really my own daughter who came from my belly? Could it be that we were switched at birth at the hospital?
Her excellent genes... whether it's top-notch intelligence, outstanding looks, or that amazing figure... where did this child inherit them?
Could it really be that all of these are inherited from previous generations, or... that some uncontrollable mutation occurred during the gestation process?
Mary Akai feels so tired.
The investigation into the organization, the search for her husband, and the protection of her family were already exhausting enough for her. Now, she also has to deal with the unexpected shrinking of her body and raising her daughter, who has a peculiar way of thinking, seems to have a somewhat blurred sense of gender, and always loves to fabricate rumors about her...
The future looks bleak.
...
Sera Masumi rubbed her ears, which had been pinched red, and then looked at the TV screen again: "Mom, what about that super handsome boy who looks like he stepped out of a manga, and that little sister of mine... uh, I mean that brown-haired loli who looks a lot like you? Who are they? Didn't you find out?"
She quickly corrected herself, afraid that her ears would be hurt again.
Although I'm sure I can beat her now, she's still my mom, and she's not ready to turn against her for the greater good.
Mary Akai frowned slightly, shook her head, and a hint of confusion flashed in her azure eyes: "I only know that the boy's name is Kusanagi Hanyu, and the brown-haired girl's name is Ai Haibara. They both currently live in Beika Town, but more detailed information, such as their family background and social connections..."
She paused, her tone becoming serious: "When I tried to use higher authority to investigate further, I received a direct warning from above."
"warn?"
Sera Masumi's eyes widened as if she had heard something out of the blue. "Mom, you're a former top agent, you've made great contributions to MI6, who would warn you? Who would dare to warn you?"
"It was a direct warning from the top brass of MI6."
Mary Akai's voice carried a hint of coldness, "The wording was very harsh, explicitly forbidding me from continuing to investigate the backgrounds of these two people, and implying... that I would have to bear the consequences."
She added, "That boy named Yuzuru Hanyu is definitely not simple. The power behind him may be far beyond our imagination, and even MI6 is wary of him."
Even MI6, a long-established intelligence agency, had to be wary of her, and even went so far as to directly warn her, a "former employee," that she should "bear the consequences herself"... This made her extremely curious about Yuzuru Nan's identity and more vigilant than ever before.
However, one person was not afraid at all.
Sera Masumi slapped her thigh excitedly and said, "Even MI6 is afraid of him? That just proves he's extraordinary. Mom, we should definitely go and meet him. Maybe he can help us deal with that organization."
Looking at her "mother" sitting on the sofa, her blonde hair clinging wetly to her cheeks, her blue eyes clouded with exhaustion and confusion, and wrapped in a towel that was too large for her current size, making her appear even smaller and more fragile, Sera Masumi stroked her chin, her eyes suddenly lighting up:
"But speaking of which... Mom, you look so cute right now, like a delicate porcelain doll. I wonder what kind of expressions my older brothers would have if they saw you like this? Hehe~"
Akai Marie: "..." (╬￣subara￣)
She took a deep breath and kept repeating to herself, "She's my own daughter, she's my own daughter. If I kill her, I'll never have a daughter again..."
But seeing her daughter's eager expression, as if she was about to take out her phone to record the "crime" at any moment, she still felt a strong urge to carry out some "maternal love education."
Mary Akai rubbed her throbbing temples, forcing herself to calm down and think about her next strategy.
Now is not the time to argue with this silly daughter.
Her body suddenly shrinking meant that all her previous identity documents, her network of contacts built up over many years, and her infiltration plan against the organization were almost all rendered useless, and she needed to start from scratch and replan everything.
MI6 is absolutely out of contact for the time being; there are clearly internal problems.
That member of the organization posing as a militant must still have spies in London, closely monitoring all movements related to her, waiting for her to come to her.
And the one who started all of this—Vermouth!
A chilling killing intent and indelible humiliation flashed in Mary Akai's azure eyes.
That forced, malicious "kiss of death," that bizarre poison that caused her body to shrink—this grudge, Akai Mary, remembered it, it was etched into her very bones.
One day, she will take it all back from that thousand-faced witch, with interest.
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