180 – A Study in Scarlet (5)
In Jane Watson’s memory, it was the first time she met Miss Sebastian Moran here on Baker Street. However, according to her diary in which she recorded her memories of her disappearance, it was not the first time the three of them had been associated with this place, and more than anything else, it was a place where they had come face to face with their enemies.
Even before learning that Professor James Moriarty was a villain, Watson had almost no positive memories of Sebastian Moran.
Of course, it wasn’t a relationship that revealed this openly like it does now. However, he could not help but be sensitive to people’s gaze at times, and even Watson, no matter how dull he was, could not fail to notice the gaze of someone who treated him like a competitor.
Even now, Watson’s own mind was clearly confused. Unlike cold reason, emotions and desires sometimes blind people to foolish actions.
Watson would be lying to himself if he said he had no rational feelings for James Moriarty.
In fact, it was clear that it was more than just a feeling of attraction. He may have been closer to love. Watson himself had a vague idea, but he was new to everything and was clumsy, so he couldn’t be sure.
More than anything, Watson’s own ethics might allow him to continue to harbor that feeling now.
Miss Sebastian Moran was clearly a ‘love enemy’ to Watson even from the time when he knew nothing.
Because she was in love, she couldn’t ignore someone who had similar feelings. So I didn’t show it, but even when I didn’t know anything, I didn’t like the way Sebastian Moran looked at me.
Although she showed signs of being subtly hostile towards him, she often made Watson harbor bad thoughts of trying to disparage her partner by saying that he was nothing more than a maid, which was uncharacteristic of Watson.
And now, after the truth was revealed and Watson lost his memory and started all over again with his friend Holmes, he was facing Sebastian Moran.
Mrs. Hudson, who guided Miss Moran, was indeed a person who had earned her living funds in her old age by teaching small wheat classes of her own.
Even though she did not know the exact identity of the wolf girl, she guided Miss Peony with trembling hands and then ran away from her place.
Sebastian Moran heard the door being carefully closed behind her, but she paid it no mind and glared at the two women in front of her.
However, his facial expression was as expressionless as usual, reminding me of a cool-headed butler. Of course, the two wolf ears sticking out on top of her head and the large wolf tail resting behind her back stood stiffly, like a hunting dog facing an enemy.
I didn’t like it. I didn’t like these two b*tches who dared to approach the master, calling themselves his enemies, and even the master indifferently accepted their ridiculous prank.
I didn’t even want to be here. Because I was more sensitive to smell than others, I hated being in the same air as those b*tches, even for a moment, smelling their horny scent.
More than anything, due to her slight anxiety, Moran wanted to do what she wanted, assassinate the two women and run away.
But she was a being who followed her master’s orders, and that was her only joy in life and existence. To protect and serve the master.
So, Moran just calmly glared at the two women.
Of course, in this silent battlefield, Holmes and Watson were also taking their own actions.
Watson secretly watched Holmes’s attention and secretly bent her fingers to use magic at any time to prepare for any emergency.
What was rather strange was Holmes’ reaction. With her cynicism that always touches the hearts of those who see her, the detective stationed in Baker Street observes her b*tch with amusement as she walks around her teacher, and she takes a fresh smoke from her pipe. Started filling it up.
“How is Mr. Moriarty? “If you think about it, I guess I’ll have to come see you sooner or later.”
“My master is always well, because I am always by his side.”
“Well? “You’re already at an age where you need to take care of your health, so wouldn’t it be better to not have someone brushing your hair next to you?”
“… Just by looking at the reception room, you can see how poor the people staying there are.”
“Efficient movement routes were arranged. “A teacher would have noticed.”
“… Radish… Is there a problem, Miss Moran? That… by the way… “Why did you come?”
Holmes answered Watson’s question on his behalf, shrugging his shoulders as if he were treating him like a guest.
“You are a guest, Watson. Filled… Well, would you like some brandy? At least the teacher seems to have finally become curious about this matter. “So, what did you tell me to tell you, furball?”
But Moran smiled for the first time. But she was laughing at the two people in front of her. Holmes could not immediately guess the meaning of the sudden ridicule, so she could only frown.
Of course, Moran immediately corrected Holmes’ opinion as if he were giving him a treat.
“I’m sorry, but I’m here to look for lost items. My lost engagement ring… “It seemed like it was being kept kindly.”
“… What?”
“Oh, of course…” “It’s a precious thing that the master secretly gave me.”
At that moment, Watson knew that it was nonsense, but he couldn’t help but gasp quietly.
However, she was drowned out by the sound that came at the same time.
When I glanced towards the direction of the sound, I was able to see that the thudding sound was actually made by hitting the table with a cigarette stick.
Thanks to Watson’s excellent eyesight, he was able to see that the cigarette holder was cracked and damaged, but more than anything, he had no choice but to look at his friend’s expression that changed in an instant and let go of the cigarette holder.
Watson pretended not to know. An image similar to that of those who sneered that Holmes was often possessed by irrational anger and madness was there, even if just for a moment.
Fortunately, his friend Holmes soon laughed at Sebastian Moran as usual, or rather, a little more bluntly than usual.
“Damn, it was my favorite tobacco pipe… …. She is completely useless. Maybe it was because I listened to their bullsh*t that I ended up doing something stupid without realizing it. That’s surprising, by the way, I thought he was around my age. Was it your grandmother?”
“Of course it’s a meaningless joke. The one who reacts seriously… “Isn’t that strange?”
“Ha.”
In response to Moran’s provocation, Holmes could only click his tongue and glare at the wolf maid. As if she was okay with it now, Moran moved her steps a little closer to where Holmes was. Watson couldn’t help but feel nervous as she couldn’t possibly guess what the other person would do.
Fortunately, no fight broke out. Moran simply thrust her white palm in front of Holmes, as if demanding the items she had entrusted to her as her natural right.
“Well, of course, someday I plan to receive a special person from my master, but I will invite the two of them to the chapel before they die. Anyway, I came to get the ring.”
“… “Do you think I will give it to you obediently?”
For a moment, Moran and Holmes glared at each other. However, as if it was just a normal battle of nerves, Moran calmly opened her mouth again.
“The master said that if you want to do something foolish, you should respond like this. Anyway, no one will come to visit me other than me. Therefore… Won’t you return the ring? “It’s not a lie that I came on behalf of the owner of the ring.”
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“When I catch you one day, even if you don’t get shot, you will have no choice but to use a separate room. So, don’t have unnecessary expectations.”
Holmes then slowly took out an old gold ring, a gold ring that may have been related to the criminal, and placed it on Moran’s palm.
Moran turned her back and disappeared outside without a word.
Only then did Watson decide to sigh deeply like a soldier whose battle was over. However, looking at his friend’s sudden and busy behavior, he could tell that it was not time to relax yet.
“What… what?”
“Get ready to leave quickly, Watson! “I have to track down that damn wolf!”
“Ki… wait!”
Watson had no choice but to follow Holmes, who was rushing outside wearing only his outerwear. As soon as I came out, I saw Sebastian Moran grabbing a carriage and heading somewhere.
London was infested with beggars, thieves, and carriages. Immediately Holmes caught a carriage, urged the driver to follow Peony’s carriage, and handed him some gold coins.
The carriage immediately began to run like crazy. However, since the carriage ahead was similar, Watson only then cautiously opened his mouth in the shaking carriage.
“This…” “Is this kind of tracking meaningful?”
“He, no, it was the teacher’s provocation. If you can catch him, or at least know where to contact him, it will be much easier. You better be prepared, Watson. If you don’t remember, I don’t like him, but he’s a nimble, quick, and dangerous werewolf half-poon. “Maybe we’ll have to chase them all night as they run away to pick on us.”
“… “I guess it’s hard to fall asleep.”
However, the chase, which was determined to last all night, ended in a dull manner.
Holmes, who was glaring at the carriage ahead, suddenly swore and ordered the driver to stop the carriage immediately.
On a dark night street, a person jumped out of a carriage that was vaguely moving ahead. It was a crazy act, something that only a suicidal person would do, but as it happened, the other person was definitely not an ordinary being.
There was some time before the speeding carriage suddenly stopped, so Holmes and Watson had no choice but to miss Sebastian Moran’s tracks.
Watson woke up in bed, listening to his friend’s somewhat selfless and groundless accusations against Miss Moran.
The next day, Inspector Lestrade came to Baker Street with news that another murder had occurred the night before.
