Chapter 3: Verdict

Levi, Hanji, and Mike devised a plan to check every room in the Survey Corps HQ. Every person was a suspect.

"I bet it's that brat Sasha. She is a fucking potato freak. She had one in her pocket and ate it on her first day of training," Levi sneered.

"Mmmm, I don't think so, Levi. She is a young girl. Even though she likes food, I can't see her doing something like this," Hanji replied.

They finished up their plans, and headed out to the main building.

"Don't leave any room unchecked!" Levi commanded. The three set off on their mission.

An hour later, the three came back outside to report what they found.

"I didn't find anything..." Mike sighed.

"Me neither," said Hanji, disappointed.

Levi, however, looked stricken.

"Levi! What is it?" Hanji exclaimed.

"I think I found our culprit..." Levi whispered.

Levi had never looked so strange before. He always was able to maintain a calm and collected dimeanor. This behavior was strange for Levi.

"I need to show you..." Levi continued, wide-eyed.

Confused, Mike and Hanji followed Levi back into the main building. They walked through the halls to the last room on the top floor.

"Erwin!?" Hanji and Mike ejected at the same time.

"I didn't believe it either. Look." Levi opened the door.

It was like a potato carriage exploded in Erwin's room. Potatoes. Everywhere. There were piles and piles of potatoes. Sacks of potatoes. Levi opened his closet, out fell a hoard of potatoes.

"What the hell?" Mike whispered. He walked over to Erwin's bed. Was that... a potato blanket?

Hanji walked over to his desk. There were three picture frames. Instead of containing pictures of people, they contained pictures of potatoes.

Hanji tried to pry open his desk drawer. When she got it open, she found hundreds of drawings of the same potato. Why the same potato?

"...This is really strange. Erwin has a potato fetish?" Hanji asked, disbelieving.

"You think you know a guy..." Mike shook his head.

"What the fuck? I've been working with him for six years! I never would have expected him to be this strange." Levi looked disgusted. He bent over to pick up one of the potatoes. "I mean, the least he could do is clean them."

"Come on. I think we should leave." Hanji said, after a long silence.

As they walked out of the room, they ran into Erwin. Erwin looked right back at them, horror flashing through his eyes.

"You... you went through my room...?" Erwin whispered, eyes wide as owl eyes.

Levi walked up to him, a sneer on his face. "You're fucking weird."

Mike sniffed. "No wonder you always smell like potatoes."

Erwin looked back at the three of them. "Please keep this a secret. I can't fathom anyone else knowing I have an obsessive love for potatoes."

The trio looked at each other, and nodded. Erwin relaxed.

"This confrontation. Never happened." Erwin said, finality in his voice. "Get back to the training grounds!" He ordered.

The three and Erwin walked away in opposite directions. No one mentioned the potato incident again.