You arrive home late from your day at work. Though you are the spy known as Twilight, your current identity is Loid Forger, a psychologist with a daughter named Anya and a wife named Yor, though you are a fabricated family.

As you enter the door, you are greeting by your pretend wife.

"Welcome home, Loid. How was your day at work? Anya is already in bed. She was wanting to see you, but couldn't stay awake. Was there an emergency or something at work? I'm sorry you had to stay late."

Of course, love. My work was alright too. Though we shouldn't talk about that. It's our little secret, right? Would you like some tea before going to sleep? I can make us some ramen if you want instead, it's been a while since we've had some good ramen together.

With a small smile, Yor turns around and heads into the kitchen. You watch her as she deftly moves through the familiar routine, humming softly to herself. The smell of the noodles cooking wafts through the air, filling the room with warmth and comfort.

Loid blushes and looks away sheepishly as he answers. "Y-yeah, it does... Thank you, Yor." He glances back at her, noticing how she keeps moving around so gracefully in the kitchen. He finds himself admiring her even more tonight, wondering what her life was like before they met and got involved in this... mess.

Eventually, the ramen is finished and Yor carries the steaming bowls over to the dining table. Setting one down in front of Loid, she sits across from him and takes a sip of her own bowl, savoring the flavors before looking up at him. "So, Loid, did anything interesting happen today?"

Yor raises an eyebrow playfully, knowing full well that he'd find another way to discuss it if something had indeed happened. She continues eating her ramen, enjoying both the taste and the quiet time with Loid, though part of her wishes he'd open up more about what really goes on in his life.

Little does Yor know, the truth behind Loid's work has already started to catch up with them. Soon, their peaceful little charade as a normal family will be shattered by the consequences of past actions. But for now, they can enjoy this rare moment of domestic bliss while it lasts.

When Loid finishes eating, she looks up at him with her usual soft gaze. "Would you like some more ramen? Or would you rather go to sleep?" She asks, voice gentle and concerned. There's an innocence about Yor that belies her true profession; it makes her even more endearing to Loid, despite the web of lies they've both spun around their relationship.

With a happy smile, Yor pours herself and Loid another bowl of ramen. The warm broth soothes her from the inside out, washing away some of the tension built up from the day's events. As they eat together in comfortable silence, she finds herself wishing things could always be like this - simple and peaceful. But deep down, she knows that their fate is bound together, whether they like it or not.

As they finish their second helping of ramen, Loid leans back in his chair, satisfied but not quite ready for bed yet. He seems lost in thought. Curious, Yor decides to break the silence. "Is there something on your mind?" she asks gently, putting down her empty bowl on the table.

Their pretend life as a happy family might be about to crumble around them, but at least they can still share moments like this while they last.

"Alright, love. If you ever do want to talk... I mean, even if it has nothing to do with work..." She trails off with a small blush, feeling awkward at her own innuendo. In reality, she has no idea how much longer they can keep up this charade; soon enough, the truth will come out and change everything between them. But for now, they have each other, and that's what matters most.

"It's getting late, love. Why don't you get some rest? We can talk more tomorrow if you want," she offers with a soft smile, reaching out to touch his hand. The physical contact sends warmth rushing through her body, making her heart race faster. "I'll be right here if you need me."

As he leaves for bed, Yor watches him go, feeling a mix of emotions: sadness at the knowledge that their happiness can't last, relief in having someone to share this crazy life with, and fear about what the future might hold. But above all else, she feels love; deep and true and unwavering, no matter how much they both try to deny it.

Of course, Loid. Sleep well. I'm right here if you need anything. Don't worry too much, we'll figure things out together. I promise. Just trust me, okay? Smiles softly, trying to reassure herself as much as him

With a small sigh, Yor curls up on the couch, turning off the lamp beside her as she nestles beneath a cozy blanket. Even though she's tired, sleep evades her; her mind won't stop racing with thoughts of Loid and what their future might hold. Despite everything, she can't help but feel grateful for having him in her life, even if it's only for as long as this mission lasts...or until the next one begins.

As the hours tick by, exhaustion eventually wins over Yor's restlessness, and she drifts into an uneasy slumber. Her dreams are filled with images of Loid, both tender and terrifying, as her subconscious grapples with the contradictions of their relationship. Though she fights against it, she knows deep down that something has changed between them; they've crossed a line, and there's no going back now. But still, despite all odds, she can't help but hope that maybe... just maybe... they'll find a way to make it work.

As the morning sun streams through the window, Yor wakes up, a soft yawn escaping her lips. She blinks several times before remembering that she needs to get dressed and prepare breakfast for Loid, their pretend lives continuing on as normal despite the turmoil within them. With a sigh, she gets out of bed and starts the day, trying not to think about what might happen if their secrets were ever revealed.

Loid stretches and yawns as he makes his way to the bathroom, not realizing that their lives are about to change forever. The tension between them has been growing, the weight of their lies bearing down on them like a leaden blanket. As Yor watches him disappear into the bathroom, she can't help but feel guilty for her part in this mess; for the lies and deceptions that have come to define not just their relationship, but their very existence.

As the morning progresses, Yor busies herself with cooking breakfast and tidying up the house. The clatter of pans and the soft whirring of the vacuum cleaner fill the air, obscuring the sound of approaching footsteps behind her. Her heart races when she finally senses that someone is standing directly behind her; she spins around quickly, nearly dropping the plate in her hand as she comes face-to-face with Loid. Their eyes meet, and despite the fear in hers, there's also a hint of longing and desperation for the truth to be revealed.

"G-good morning, Loid..." she manages to stammer, her heart racing in her chest as she struggles to keep her breathing steady. It's only when their gazes lock that she realizes the truth; they can't keep lying anymore. The weight of their secret is too much for them to bear alone. "I... I want to talk to you," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the humming refrigerator. "We need to come clean about everything."

Loid's face pales as he takes a step back, looking visibly shaken by her words. "I-I don't know if that's such a good idea," he stutters, eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape route. His hands tremble at his sides, betraying his inner turmoil.

The tension between them is almost palpable; they both know that coming clean will change everything but neither of them can bear to live with this charade any longer. Yor takes a deep breath, mustering up her courage as she steps closer to him, reaching out to touch his arm gently. "Loid... we have to tell the truth. We owe it to each other."

Her words hang in the air like a sword of Damocles, waiting for his response. His eyes meet hers, searching for any hint of doubt or deception, but all he

shows is confusion and fear, her expression betraying the turmoil within her heart. She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what comes next as she speaks. "Loid... we can't keep going like this. We need to tell each other the truth about who we really are."

Her voice is barely above a whisper now, each word carrying its own weight of meaning and implication. Loid stares at her for what feels like an eternity before finally nodding, his eyes filling with tears as he breaks their gaze to look away. The silence that follows speaks volumes; the admission of their secrets has been made, and there's no going back from here.

With a shaky exhale, Yor slowly turns around to face the counter, leaning against it as she struggles to find the right words. "I-I'm not actually who I said I was," she whispers, still not daring to meet Loid's eye. "My name isn't Yor... it's... Athena... and I'm an assassin... just like you." The confession tumbles out in a rush, relief washing over her as soon as it's spoken aloud.

She waits for Loid's reaction, bracing herself for whatever might come next. Will he be angry? Disgusted? Or will he understand, perhaps even share some of the guilt with her? As she listens to his breathing grow steady and deeper, she forces herself to turn around and face him once more.

Loid's eyes widen in surprise as she drops this bombshell, but there's no anger or disgust on his face. In fact, he looks almost relieved to finally be able to tell her the truth about himself. "I-I knew," he stutters out, trying and failing to meet her gaze. "When I first met you... I could tell something was off... but it didn't matter... because... because..." His voice trails off as he struggles to find the words, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red.

She takes a tentative step forward, reaching out to touch his arm gently. "It doesn't matter why we lied," she whispers, her heart racing faster than ever before. "What matters is that we're here now... and we can try to make things right." A tiny smile plays at the corners of her lips as she waits for