247 – 3 Years Later (5)
In the living room of Microsoft Holmes, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of a little lady reading her storybook out loud.
Of course, from time to time, Jane Holmes’ mother could be heard agreeing with her child, patting her child, and praising her, but in general, only her child’s liveliness was present.
People who knew Sherlock, including Mycroft himself, could not help but be inwardly horrified by Sherlock’s reaction. No matter how much Mycroft wanted his younger brother to be happy, he implicitly thought that his younger brother would be blunt even if he were his parent.
Microft Holmes had to admit one thing. At least her sister may be a good mother to her child. As her brother, it was a good thing. In fact, his younger brother also looked very bright.
Of course, his characteristic cynicism remained. However, since this was an innate trait, Mycroft did not want it to disappear either.
At least, what was certain was that there was no longer any need to be afraid of his younger brother disappearing somewhere like that day three years ago.
Microft sighed softly without realizing it. Although he felt slightly dizzy immediately after hearing the shocking news from his brother, he was able to overcome it with superhuman patience.
Above all, he did not want to be seen collapsing in front of his nephew whom he met for the first time.
However, it was difficult for even Mycroft himself to remain calm. Mycroft hesitated in the face of such complicated feelings.
Even when solving complex problems created by the idiots that the British government always brings, it wouldn’t have been this complicated.
Unfortunately, Mycroft couldn’t help but despair even more because even such idiots could understand why this personal problem was so serious.
“Jane, that kid seems very bright, Sherlock.”
“Yes. She’s my daughter, Mycroft. I felt it from the moment I was born. He still looks like an angel, but he was so cute even when he couldn’t walk yet. Unfortunately, Mycroft couldn’t see it. Still, you will be able to see the new angel who will come in a few months.”
“Ha… ….”
“Don’t sigh, Brother Mycroft. Because the already dull theme looks even duller. Why are you doing this on this great day? If you see our little angel, smile brightly. Oh, really, don’t be like that. “I don’t know about you, but when you smile, honestly, it looks a little scary.”
“Ha… …. “Sherlock.”
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Mycroft felt even more upset at the attitude of his younger brother, who was casually teasing him. Still, he couldn’t get angry right away.
The siblings already knew each other very well. It was not in line with Mycroft’s personality to get emotionally angry and behave in a routine way, and it was Sherlock-like behavior to ignore such reactions.
But in this case, it clearly went too far. Mycroft Holmes had always considered himself to be a morally strict and old-fashioned person, but in the face of what his younger brother had done, he felt like a church pastor.
If his older brother Sherringford, who inherited the family business in his hometown and is in charge of church work, knew about this, he would have fainted.
Even Sherringford was a man who could not act like a strict father, but that did not mean that what Sherlock did was unusual.
I thought about it for just a moment.
Perhaps sensing an unusual atmosphere between his uncle and his beloved mother, whom he had suddenly met for the first time, Mycroft’s young nephew looked up from his book and looked at himself.
As I looked into those deep blue eyes again, for just a moment, I felt like all my worries were foolish.
It was clear that he was like an angel, just as Sherlock boasted. Just by watching, it seemed as if all the worries disappeared and only joy remained.
But when I think of that child’s father—
Mycroft Holmes briefly wondered what to prioritize between his family and national affairs. The conclusion was the latter.
Unlike the cynical Sherlock, he was a man with some patriotism. However, in this case, he did not choose based on patriotism alone. The truth is, he avoided asking his family about this in the first place. Because I might have been afraid.
There should have been nothing more frightening than seeing his younger brother appear for the first time in three years as the mother of two children, a 2-year-old nephew and an unborn nephew, but Mycroft intuitively knew that there was a truth that he couldn’t handle. , I tried my best to pretend not to know.
“Jane’s father… …. No, phew… …. This is so crazy. Okay, Sherlock. If my memory serves me well, you clearly reported that three years ago, the professor jumped to his death from the Reichenbach Falls in Switzerland. “Then can you say for sure that he is dead?”
“The professor is dead, Mycroft. Professor. And the villain died too. “There are no more villains.”
“Ha… ….”
Microft sighed. He knew it was just a cliché pun anyway. His intentions were bound to be complicated.
In a sense, the culprit behind everything was still alive, and in a sense, his younger brother had become his accomplice!
“There’s nothing to worry about, Mycroft.”
“Dad? Are you talking about dad, mom? “I miss my dad, I have to read to him.”
“Yes, you should be in your new home by now, Jane. Let’s go back and play together later. “First, Mom, let me talk to her uncle, okay?”
“Yes.”
The atmosphere that was about to become heavy disappeared again thanks to Jane who suddenly intervened, and Mycroft could only laugh helplessly.
Sherlock spoke again to her brother.
“No need to worry, Mycroft. “It seems to me that your brother is thinking complicatedly about what is happening to him, so let’s think about it like normal.”
“Ha, like usual?”
“Okay. Anyway, high-ranking people still fear professors. They would rather handle it secretly. In that sense, I have no choice but to protect sinners. Think of it as a private prison. I’m just a guard… Teacher…… “It only edifies.”
“What about people? No, that won’t be a problem. So for Jane, Sherlock? And for my other nephew to be born? “It would be disappointing if you didn’t know that none of this is normal.”
“The children’s father… I will convince you, no, I will edify you. Just get a new identity and that’s it. Actually, if it weren’t for my problem, Mycroft would have come to a similar conclusion. Even if it means going against the law, they will either get rid of the professor, or keep him under surveillance until he dies. I’ll be the lookout, that’s all. Oh, and I also get a little physical pleasure and happiness.”
“Anyway… Of course Miss Watson would know about this……. “What happened to Miss Watson?”
“Watson…… Hmm, you know, Watson… He’s a business partner. Of course, there is one more person.”
Silence again.
However, unlike his younger brother, who smiled as if he was trying to make fun of his older brother, Mycroft quietly opened his mouth to his nephew, who was still concentrating on his book with a confused expression, in an attempt to confirm the terrible hypothesis that came to his mind.
“Hey… Jane.”
“…… Huh. Why?”
“Now that I think about it… Shirley, Victoria and James… “Who are you?”
“These are my younger brothers, uncle. “Aunt Watson and Aunt Moran’s younger siblings.”
“… Sherlock?”
“The law only prohibits bigamy, Mycroft. There is no problem because we were never married in the first place. Just… “I just have no choice but to share it.”
“Sherlock.”
Mycroft Holmes lost consciousness for a moment.
Meanwhile, James Moriarty, once a highly regarded professor at Oxford University, realized that he had woken up from a dream.
“Is it a dream again…? ….”
No, that’s not true. He already knew better. No matter how many times, maybe even hundreds or even thousands of times I deny it, the fact that this is a cold reality and hell has not changed.
James Moriarty was clearly living in hell. Of course, he was a sinner and a wicked man, and he had not yet repented of his sins. There is only pain.
“I’ve finished moving.”
He muttered to himself. Because his head hurt, he had no choice but to make a sound. Because his head didn’t work as well as it used to.
However, my still alive senses grasped the surrounding situation. At the same time, he was able to come to the same conclusion this time.
It is impossible to get out.
I could still feel the shackles they had put so much effort into on my ankles. The limbs themselves were free, and although it was not a basement like usual, the only way out was the front door.
And then the door slowly opened. Fortunately, it wasn’t them this time. But it was a familiar face that even Moriarty knew.
“Oh… …. “You’re awake, Professor.”
“Porock, ha! That sucks. “I’ll have to tell James and Victoria to pull out all your hair later.”
“No, sh*t! “Now I’ve been arrested because of the professor!”
Fred Forlock, traitor.
The butler, already reduced to an unsightly bald appearance, came in. Moriarty sneered. Because that was one of the few free things he could do now.
Of course, Porok seemed to have already received some kind of training and just disappeared outside with a grunt.
