SPY x FAMILY (SPY×FAMILY)

THE MOMMY-FRIENDS SCHEME

Miss Anya.

I'm going shopping for a bit. Is there anything you'd like?

Um... The crunchy tea snacks that my teacher gave me.

Crunchy tea snacks...

I wonder what shop that's from.

Dunno.

All right.

I'll see if I can find them.

Oh, yeah!

Second Son said he'd bake me a cake and hasn't given me any at all.

I'll make you the best cake ever!

He never said this

That jerk. The cake was a lie.

Well, in that case, I'll look for this cake for you, as well.

Yay!

I'm so glad Miss Anya is getting along with Damian.

I didn't know what I was going to do

when she punched him because of what I taught her.

Perhaps they grew closer because they exchanged blows.

No, that can't be right.

This must be because of how hard Miss Anya has been working.

I need to work harder as her mother, as well.

First, I need to go procure these snacks and cakes.

Where should I go, though?

And the butter sandwiches from this place were absolutely divine!

Oh, I know!

Ah, Mrs. Forger.

Oh, hello.

Are you going shopping?

U-Um...

Maybe these ladies would know of any confectioneries...

Um—

What?! You don't even know where to get tea snacks?!

Every decent mother knows that!

How very suspicious!

No, it's nothing! I'm so sorry!

I almost got myself reported.

Want to go to the new shop on Lindon Street?

Sounds great!

It's really popular.

Really?

I wonder when I'll finally be able to fit in with normal people.

I wonder where everyone else learned to be normal.

I wonder if they learned it from their parents.

But I...

No, no! You can't lose hope, Yor.

You need to work hard for your job!

Delicious treats...

I guess they might be at a department store.

I rarely go to the department store by myself. I'm so nervous.

Would you like to try our new cosmetics?

Our eyebrow liner is very popular.

Eyebrow liner?!

Is "liner" code for a blow to the eye?!

Is it a weapon specifically for that?!

No, no. I must be normal!

Um...

I'm sorry. I'm looking for treats, not weapons.

Oh, those would be on the floor below us.

Th-Thank you very much!

Weapons?

I had heard the rumors, but department stores are truly terrifying!

For me, it's a horrifying place filled with traps.

I must hurry and get what I came for, and escape!

Nola, you need to go faster.

Er, Madam... Since you bought all these things,

I can't see in front of me...

Move aside. I'll just go ahead...

Madam!

Oh, my.

Are you hurt?

Fantastic!

That was amazing! You just went whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

No normal person can move like that!

Oh, no.

Madam, are you all right?

Are you some kind of athlete?

Are you from here?!

Um... I'm just a housewife here to buy some treats...

Are you free right now?

Would you mind accompanying me for a bit?

Er, but I have to go buy those treats...

Treats? You can take as many as you'd like from that pile there.

Huh? All of these?

It's to thank you for saving me.

All right? So please...

Huh?

Dear nimble and kind lady, please accept my madam's request.

We will also make sure to properly thank you.

Huh?

Huh?!

Um... huh?!

Why am I dressed like this?!

You look very lovely.

Oh, Melinda.

Who is this?

Is she our helper?

She is.

What?!

We've brought gifts.

This is the Lady Patriots Society.

We're a community that does various activities together,

including this volleyball league for mothers.

We're all mommy friends living in Berlint.

We just can't beat the North District team.

Please help us!

Do you have any volleyball experience?

Um... I don't.

Oh, how rare!

D-Do people normally play volleyball?

Volleyball is currently all the rage among the mommy friends.

So volleyball is normal.

A-All right. I will give it a try!

Really?! Yay!

Will we be all right if she has no experience?

She is incredibly athletic!

Okay, I'll explain the basic rules to you.

Okay!

By the way, what is your name?

I-It's Yor Forger.

It's coming to you, Yor dear.

Right!

So I just need to hit the airborne ball back

to the opponent's side without letting it hit the floor.

Great bump! Wait, it's so high!

Huh?

I did it!

Was this correct?!

Oh, no. It doesn't look like I was correct.

That was amazing, Yor dear!

You truly are amazing!

But it's against the rules to touch the ball twice in a row.

Just be careful next time!

I'm sorry.

Just once... Just once...

Here!

This time it should be correct!

They're even more frightened!

Perhaps it's a matter of strength rather than rules.

Calm down, Yor.

You're not supposed to play volleyball all by yourself.

That was against the rules.

I'm so sorry! I thought it might be rude to have any of you help me out.

Is this your first time playing a team sport?

I'm sorry. I know we called you our helper,

but you don't need to worry about anything. Just have fun.

I just wanted to have some fun with you.

V-Very well! I will do my best to have fun!

Well, we lost the match, but that was so much fun!

Thank you, Yor.

No, no, I just held everyone back...

What are you talking about?

The girls from the North District were on

the verge of tears. It was an absolute delight!

Oh, I'll have an Imperatrice Rose Tea.

I'll have the same.

What would you like, Yor?

Of course.

Th-Then I'll also have the something-or-other tea.

You can order whatever you'd like, dear.

Do you often worry about what others think?

Huh? No, not exactly...

Say, are you married?

Y-Yes, actually...

Do you have any kids?

O-One daughter...

Though I am her stepmother.

Well, no wonder you always seem so worried.

That must be quite difficult.

Oh, no. Every day is quite fun, actually.

It's just...

As a mother and as a wife,

there are many times when I'm not sure what normal is.

My dear, we're all like that.

My children are my own, and I don't even know how to interact with them.

That's why we get together and chit-chat about various things.

We're all gathering information every day.

So not knowing is normal.

You should come visit us again if you'd like.

Our little society isn't very strict.

A-Are you sure?

Of course.

Thank you very much! I'll learn as much as I can from you!

Lighten up, my dear.

Speaking of learning, just listen to this, Melinda.

My child received a fourth Tonitrus Bolt.

Oh, dear.

A T-Tonitrus Bolt?

From Eden College?

Oh, does your daughter go there, too? What year is she in?

Oh, first-year.

Oh, my! Then she's in the same year as Melinda's son.

What class?

Um... Class 3.

Forger... Forger...

Oh, dearie me.

This must be fate.

Actually, I just realized I haven't properly introduced myself yet.

Pardon me.