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Well, apparently I've discovered that

I can take these yawn-filled days

And turn them into movies

I've found the secret and trick to it

Under this sky where we don't get along

I closed my heart and locked it

That's how I've managed to live my life

And the melodies now overlap

I wanted a sign, no matter how small

That I could actually find better than any streetlight

I put a ribbon on each of the sights that my eyes pick out

And I collect them like souvenirs as I continue down this path home

The seasons each say hello, and I shed a few tears as I go

Where should I begin to talk about this way home that you've given me?

I walk and walk and sometimes rush on my way to see you

I run and run, wait, no, I should still walk on my way to see you

CARRY OUT THE GRIFFIN PLAN

Morning, Anya!

Morning, pwease, Becky.

Did you see yesterday's episode of Berlint in Love?

The two characters finally reunited after overcoming so many obstacles!

Oh, and my heart just wouldn't stop pounding at the embrace scene with Vincent!

I like cartoons more than dramas.

Oh, you're still such a child, Anya.

You're probably not interested in romance at all, are you?

I take back what I said about you being mature.

Are you talking about flirty stuff?

I guess you're too young to understand yet.

If you have love, you can even fly!

Liar.

You never know when it'll happen.

Hmph! Look at them getting all excited over something so stupid first thing in the morning.

Our midterms are coming up soon, too. I wonder if those two are even studying.

Oh, Second Son.

Previously on SPY x FAMILY...

Second Son couldn't understand how awesome Bond is,

meaning Anya had failed the Friendship Scheme.

If you can think up an awesome name for your dog,

He never said this

I'll let you come over to my house.

Second Son's House

Will Anya be able to overcome Second Son's bullying

and complete her mission?

Anya's battle continues.

Fank you very much for watching.

So for that reason, I brought a secret weapon today.

I asked Papa yesterday to have another family photo taken, this time with Bond.

If I show him this...

Whoa! What the heck is this giant dog?

Let's battle to see whose dog is stronger!

I'm sorry for ignoring you the other day.

His name is Bond.

Oh, noes.

I have dropped the photo with my very cool dog in it.

Anya is so clumsy...

The range of possible questions for the exam is so wide.

It really is!

Shock!

Oh, for crying out loud. Just leave them be!

This is why a mature guy is so much better than those children.

Oh, come on, Anya. You dropped something.

He's so amazing...

Who in the world is this unbelievably hot guy?!

Are you telling me this is your father?

Hello?! You never told me about him!

Introduce me to him!

Well? What's his name? Is he seeing someone right now?

Papa is married to Mama!

Hey, I'll be keeping this picture, okay?

Thank you!

Give that back! I need to show Second Son!

He's so hot!

Ugh! They're so obnoxious.

We will now begin your arts and crafts class,

but because Master Rodin is out sick today,

I will be acting as your substitute instructor.

Your assignment today will be making a 3D object out of these materials.

The theme will be "animals."

First, we will be randomly dividing you into groups.

Each group will only be given a limited number of resources,

so you will need to discuss their use with your groupmates.

Yes, sir.

Group one: Herman Clark, Edward Perkshire, Paler Nomney...

This sounds like a fun class!

What are you going to make?

I'm—

Hmph. This is some dumb kid's game.

I don't have time for this.

A-Absolutely!

I heard from someone in Class 2 that

important people from the school are going to come look at our projects.

Wow... This might actually affect our grades.

Hmm... I guess I'll take this somewhat seriously.

Hey, you two. Don't hold me back if we end up in the same group.

Uh...

Next, group four: Damian Desmond, Anya Forger...

This is my chance!

God damn it!

I had a feeling this would happen!

You! Don't you dare think of getting in my way!

Aw, we ended up in different groups, Anya.

Gimme back the picture. I need to show Second Son.

What?

But you said I could have it.

I did not!

Make sure you give me a different photo if you have one!

I say, have a seat, you two.

Now I'll just have to...

use these materials...

to create a cool-looking Bond and show it off to Second Son.

All right, begin.

I'm going to make a bunny!

Me, too!

Do you have enough paper?

Let me see that pen next.

Of course, their creativity and ability to share

limited materials within a group will affect their marks,

but we must truly pay attention to their restraint.

Cooperation, flexibility, enthusiasm, and uniqueness are also...

Hmm?

Becky Blackbell, what is that you're making?

It's Anya's father!

Loid Forger?! This is too unique!

Also, you can put on the combat suit my family's company is making...

As an optional item!

Er, I commend you for your elegant creativity,

but I told you the theme was "animals."

Start over!

Master Henderson...

In the end, humans are animals, too.

'Tis true!

Very well. I'll allow this, Blackbell.

You win this time.

Oh, but my sweet Loid must be a super-intellectual person,

so calling him an animal is rude.

I'll make something else.

Huh?!

Finished!

His name is Bond.

So you're into naming garbage?

Operation Dog has reached its end.

What operation? Also, that was supposed to be a dog?

What are you making, Lord Damian?

Hm?

A griffin, just like the one in my family crest.

Impressive as ever, Lord Damian! What an outstanding choice!

Griffin?

Are they related to Mister Chimera?

I'm going to need a lot of paper, so you guys better use it sparingly.

Huh?

But of course!

Since my family name is involved, I can't make anything bad.

I know! If I can make this thing amazing...

Father, look.

I created the heraldic beast of the Desmond family.

Oho, quite impressive indeed.

You've accurately depicted our family's dignity and elegance.

You are truly the pride of the Desmond family, Damian.

If only...

Second Son, Anya will help you make your griffin!

Really? You're so nice!

Thank you!

Look, Father! Isn't this griffin amazing?

Miss Anya helped make half of it!

You have excellent taste, Anya!

I would love to see your parents! Bring them here!

Mission complete.

Operation Dog is now Operation Griffin. It's perfect.

Huh?

Will I have enough time and materials to finish it, though?

These wings are gonna be a pain.

Second Son.

Huh?

Anya will help you make that thing.

You can use my paper.

Huh? What are you talking about? Make your own!

I'm already done.

You're going to turn that in? Are you insane?!

I want to help you out.

F-F-F...

Fine! Whatever!

Ooh, what's this? Is that what's going on, Anya?

I was wondering why she was so obsessed with him.

Then you can make its hind legs.

Okey-dokey.

Oh? So they're going to make a masterpiece together.

Most intriguing, Forger and Desmond.

All done.

Huh? What are those?

I told you to make legs.

I made it jet engines so it can go zoom!

No one asked you to put weird stuff on it!

Never mind! Make the feathers instead!

Leave it to me.

Ta-da!

Don't "ta-da" me!

They're all sloppy and uneven!

Do you really think it can fly with that many feathers?!

Don't worry. It has jet engines, so it can still fly.

I'm not using those!

Just butt out! How could you waste this much paper?!

You're so useless!

Shock!

Damian, I think that's a little harsh.

Shut up! Hand over your paper, too!

What?

I cannot let this pass!

Not elegant!

Would you call your actions gentlemanly, Desmond?

But... Damn it.

It's no use. I won't be able to complete it properly because of that shrimp.

I really wanted to show this to Father.

You do not need to rush, Desmond.

Just do everything you can within your limits right now.

But that's not enough!

Time is up!

Make sure you line up your creations in the hallway.

Hey, look!

Your giraffe's legs are so stubby.

Well, look at that ridiculous mane on your lion!

My creation is clearly the best!

Second Son... I'm sorry I was so useless.

You can have this instead of the feathers.

Huh?

What is this? It's just the garbage you made.

I turned it into a girl griffin!

Make it a pair with yours!

Huh? Why do I need to add that to it?

A...

Apparently, if you have love, you can fly.

Huh?

Oho. Are these the sculptures from our first graders?

They are all quite adorable.

Th-This is...

Huh?

That sculpture... won the top prize?

One of the officials from the board of education was quite impressed with it.

"The fact that it still looked so regal despite having its wings torn apart

made me think that our country still had a future and could recover from this war."

Huh? Uh, right...

That piece of garbage? Really?

Impressive as ever, Lord Damian!

Good form!

Apparently, he couldn't hold back his tears

when he saw the corpse of the innocent baby griffin next to it.

Th-That's great. You can show it off to your father.

All according to plan!

Huh?

Like I could ever show that pathetic thing to my father!

Shock!

Operation Griffin... has ended.

Hello?

Yes, Jeeves, it's me.

That elephant was really weird, wasn't it?

Yes. I'm fine. Is Max well?

It was so long.

Yes. Will you be returning during break?

No... Father won't be home anyway, will he?

He... will not.

But Master Demmy will be returning home.

I have exams coming up, so I'll stay here to concentrate on my studies.

Brilliant, Young Master Dammy.

Oh, right. Today, in arts and crafts class...

Hm?

No, never mind.

Jeeves... You told Father about my orientation, didn't you?

Did he say anything about it?

Why, yes, he did.

He was quite worried about your health.

You liar.

I see. Thanks.

I'm going to go now.

Father has never worried about me.

I'm telling you, that was just a coincidence!

Ewen, Emile...

Oh, Lord Damian!

Are you done with your phone call?

Yeah. Once we're done eating, let's study for our exams with some instructors.

But of course!

Let's concentrate most on English, since it's your weakest subject.

Shut up.

I guess...

I really will have to become an Imperial Scholar.

The top prize...

The top prize?

Sylvia Sherwood.

A handler at WISE, the Westalis Intelligence Services Eastern-Focused division.

Age: ■■. Single.

Officially, she performs duties as an attaché at Westalis's embassy in the East.

And unofficially, she commands a number of intelligence agents

despite being under strict surveillance by the Secret Police.

Because of her constantly flawless performance,

her agents call her "Fullmetal Lady,"

and are in awe of her.

FULLMETAL LADY

We will now begin our operation to tail Westalis's Secretary Sherwood.

I should praise them for their persistence, at least.

The same clothes, the same shop,

the same route...

Every Wednesday, I go to the public pool.

Having continuously been shown Sylvia's routine,

their slow little minds come to a halt.

The same ol' pool...

She's gonna be in there for at least an hour.

Guess we can get some food.

As long as I can create some free time,

being able to act freely

is not a difficult task, despite being in the enemy nation.

Now, then. I should head to my meeting spot with Twilight.

And then the fool tripped and fell flat.

What an idiot.

This coat I just bought isn't half bad.

Fools who let down their guard cannot survive in this world.

Good day, or perhaps good evening, Agent Twilight.

That covers the details of the Desmond camp's financial reports.

One of them is a paper company, and though their public numbers are low...

I can't tell her...

that her brand-new coat still has the tag on it.

I just...

could never tell the Fullmetal Lady, the Handler, that.

Loid Forger. Code name: Twilight.

A WISE agent who always pulls off his missions and wants nothing but peace.

An aloof spy who threw away any chance at normal happiness.

Every meeting with the Handler puts our lives at stake.

If there is anyone tailing the Handler,

we must naturally shake them off.

Two to the north, and one to the east.

Shall we cancel?

No, we will meet at Point C.

Let's take care of this quickly.

Roger.

This is how we exchange information

every day to preserve the peace between the East and West.

Good day, or perhaps good evening, Agent Twilight.

Report your progress with Operation Strix.

My daughter...

can now clear two levels on the jump box.

She can also now jump rope five times in a row.

What in the world is he on about?

Omelet Rice♥

Omelet Rice♥

Yuri! I tried to cook something!

Here's some omelet rice!

Wow, that's amazing, Sis!

I have no idea what this substance could be!

Down the hatch!

Please wait a little while

Yum!

It's so good, Sis! Barf!

Oh, that's wonderful!

I'll try to make you home-cooked meals from now on!

I tried making some cream-sauce pasta.

Wow! Nothing here resembles pasta at all!

That's amazing!

Ta-da! Here's some cake!

Wow! I've never seen cake so blue! That's amazing!

Sis, you're such an amazing cook, I bet you can get married in no time!

Oh, stop!

Yuri!

And so this man obtained an invincible body.

So you were dizzy because you'd stayed up for four nights

and then got run over by a truck yesterday.

Be more careful.

I'm perfectly fine.

UNCLE THE PRIVATE TUTOR DAYBREAK