86 – The Baker Street Disturbance (2)
It was clear that James Moriarty was a truly heinous villain.
Sherlock Holmes was able to feel this terrible truth once again. We already knew he was a villain, but it was clear that Mr. Moriarty was truly a terrible villain.
This was also sufficiently proven in the fact that he promoted professorship as a social profession. Holmes, who was tricked by Teacher Moriarty into taking on a temporary teaching assistant job during the winter break, realized too late that he had fallen into the villain’s trap.
It was clear that the professors were inherently cold-blooded and vicious villains, like evil reptiles. Although slavery had long since disappeared in Europe, these people were employers who accumulated sins by operating slaves within legal boundaries, and it was clear that they were closer to hell than anyone else.
Holmes himself was never deceived by Moriarty and suffered as an errand boy who took care of his chores under the guise of being his assistant.
When he first recommended it to me, I was unable to make a proper judgment due to guilt and fear that he almost died, and excitement that he recommended it to me.
Still, I didn’t think it was a big mistake.
It’s between that man and himself.
He thought that the assistant was just an excuse and that this special game between him and himself would continue in the near future.
However, Mr. Moriarty shamefully betrayed Holmes’s own expectations. Of course, if he said it was natural for him to betray because he was a villain, he had nothing to say.
However, just as petty villains are insignificant, Moriarty, who used himself as his assistant, was nothing more than an ordinary and vicious professor.
I had to manually grade final exam papers filled with stupid answers, and chores continued under the guise of organizing the data.
As I went back and forth between school and the mansion, I naturally and unintentionally became acquainted with other slaves, even those who had been deceived by professors in a similar way to me.
Holmes couldn’t help but be thankful that at least he wasn’t preparing for a doctorate. Even if Moriarty was a villain, he didn’t want to have his thesis taken away or participate in the labor of preparing hundreds of materials in the name of helping with research.
It was clear that the professor’s people were just as evil to their core as Teacher Moriarty. And they were also very annoying beings.
For example, Holmes, who came to school and submitted documents under the instructions of Mr. Moriarty, who had literally notified him in the morning, was running away from an old professor who was making a fuss when he saw him.
“So, Miss Holmes, science can only advance if people like you support research! Moriarty, I will speak well to Professor Moriarty, I mean!”
“Didn’t I tell you it was okay, so… Ah, Professor Moreau.”
A professor whom she did not know, who happened to pass by, saw her Holmes and her eyes widened, and he had been following her around bothersomely for a while.
If it had been outside, and if there had been no attention from those around him, he would have struck him unconscious with a single punch, but unfortunately, Holmes couldn’t do that.
Her arms were strained as she carried the mountain of material that the evil Mr. Moriarty had asked her to bring.
In fact, it was not a pretty sight to see a middle-aged professor rudely following his lady, a young woman of about Holmes’s age, and talking to her. In fact, some people passing by were subtly pointing their fingers and laughing at the man called Professor Moreau.
However, the other person was a researcher, and like professors who are crazy about research, they were only focusing on the person they were interested in.
Unfortunately, the target was Holmes himself.
“That’s because cases like yours are very rare! If I had known this would happen, I should have come to see you a long time ago. I thought people were exaggerating when they said they were descendants of fairies simply because of their appearance! But no! “I guarantee that even in England, there are only ten cases where fairy blood has been as prominently expressed as yours!”
“Then let’s go find the other nine people.”
In fact, at first, Holmes couldn’t help but be a little surprised by Professor Lee’s reaction, which made a fuss as soon as he saw him.
Holmes often enjoyed showing off his knowledge and reasoning by mocking people’s ignorance, but there were very few people like Professor Lee in front of him who recognized at a glance that he was a descendant of a fairy.
Of course, I could understand the reason only after listening to what he was talking about.
Professor Moreau continued to boast that he was conducting research on people whose ancestors were fairies, and if that were the case, he could understand.
Professors, no matter how dull they may be, are sharper than anyone else when it comes to their research tasks and how to better handle their teaching assistants.
“Your red pupils! And phrenologically, if you look at your skull, your fairy ancestor is definitely Lyanansi! Of course, we’ll need to do a more detailed examination using your blood, etc., But this is a truly rare case, Miss Holmes! You can help advance science! In the case of the Lyanansi, although they provide great artistic inspiration to others, they are also famous for stealing energy and destroying them in return, so there are almost no cases where they are known to have left descendants with humans! There is a theory that once a person falls in love, they become fanatically obsessed with that person regardless of the reason, and that their descendants are also fearful fairies who will try to get that person even if it means destroying them. And it just so happens that you are—Miss Holmes? “Don’t go, wait!”
It was a good question to ask about his lineage or ancestors, so Holmes was able to barely shake off Professor Moreau and walk away quickly.
Fortunately, like many professors, her opponent could not chase after her, as if she was lacking exercise.
Of course, this did not mean the professor’s ordeal was over.
It was natural for her to say that her teacher, Moriarty, was her evil professor who had tormented her in the first place. I was already used to people looking strangely at Holmes as he carried a lot of documents on the train.
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Fortunately, Holmes was soon able to return to Professor Moriarty’s mansion. Lately, there have been many cases where people go to sleep as if they have gained some life, so without even realizing it, it has become familiar to them, like a new home.
‘I can’t continue living like this through winter, Sherlock.’
After calmly leaving the materials in Professor Moriarty’s laboratory, Holmes shook his hands and thought for a moment. Why did she accept this straight away in the first place?
Of course, it was for several reasons. For example, it was because he didn’t like the furball that dared to stick up next to the teacher, and it was also to keep Watson in check so that he wouldn’t fall into the teacher’s hands.
However, the most essential purpose was that I agreed because I thought I might be able to obtain a clue.
Holmes furtively looked around. Unsurprisingly, Master Moriarty was not at her mansion. To her shame, she left almost everything to herself and left somewhere alone, so he was not by her side.
And luckily, Sebastian Moran wasn’t there either. It didn’t matter what the reason was. But she always had no one watching her, glaring at her as if she were an intruder.
Hesitation was an unnecessary skill for a detective. Therefore, Holmes immediately went to James Moriarty’s study, his most private and private space.
The study was formally locked, but of course Holmes was able to easily open the door. It was a problem that could be solved with just a few tools.
A fairly spacious study appeared. It was Mr. Moriarty’s personal space that doubled as a study, so it was a nice space with chairs and sofas and even a small terrace with a view of the outdoors.
Although it was not as strong as the wolf cub guarding the mansion, she felt a little bit of Mr. Moriarty’s traces as she had more sensitive senses than the average person.
She followed the trace without realizing it, and her Holmes tried to search through the desk and drawers first.
Of course, there was no way James Moriarty would leave something truly important here in public. Of course, Holmes had that level of trust.
But what she needed was a small clue, a clue so small that not even Teacher Moriarty paid much attention to it.
Unlike her teacher, who had already risen to great heights, she had to start from the bottom.
But even before opening her first drawer, Holmes realized that he had acted rashly and that he had fallen into a trap.
– Swish!
At that moment, her rough hand was coming quickly, cutting through the air to smash her head. She was able to avoid it by quickly throwing her body to the side, but she could not avoid rolling awkwardly on the floor.
But I was able to figure out one useful thing.
It is unknown where she was hiding from, but Sebastian Moran’s blow, which was about to crush her own head, narrowly stopped right on top of Mr. Moriarty’s desk.
Sebastian Moran slowly turned her head towards Holmes, who was just getting up, and opened her mouth, as if feeling sorry that she could not truly kill him yet.
“It seemed like a stolen cat came, but there was a thief.”
“… Let’s not say anything that will be misunderstood if someone hears it. “To organize the data as an assistant!”
But I couldn’t finish speaking. Just like that, Moran lunged at her again, throwing her off her feet and forcing her to throw her head back.
She quickly, as if trying to break her own bones, placed both of her hands on the floor and tried to kick herself again, holding on to her feet with all her might. I had to knock it over.
As expected, one thing was clear.
The other person was the teacher’s faithful maid, so she was trying to avoid making a mess of this study as much as possible. It was an opponent that required a weapon and a little magic to deal with properly.
I was lucky. Of course, this handicap alone made it difficult to properly deal with them.
That’s why Holmes started talking.
“I’m sorry. It must have been difficult for you because I showed up and didn’t get the teacher’s attention.”
“Shut up!”
“Ha, I understand. Because animals have a estrus period. How painful it is to have heat but not be able to do anything! “I’ll do it!”
However, excessive provocation seemed to have caused anger.
At that moment, he fell to the floor thanks to Moran attacking him as if he was going to kill him. He grabbed both arms of the guy who was trying to hit his head, but he had no choice but to push back more and more.
However, she and Peony had not completely lost their senses, so right after they had pushed each other to the point where they could feel each other’s breath, she just bared her teeth and let out a cold sigh.
“Who really gets horny every time they see the master and makes such noises?”
“Ha, you’re talking bullsh*t.”
“It looks like the owner has returned too, so I’ll just let it go this time, but next time I’m going to bite his neck off. “Don’t think of interfering with me and my master.”
“Damn it!”
At that moment, Moran struck him in the stomach with her fist, causing Holmes to gasp and gasp. Meanwhile, the brazen wolf smoothed out her outfit and went out to greet Ms. Moriarty like a dog in heat.
Holmes, who was shaking and shaking his head, gritted his teeth and went outside to scoff at the culprit of all this. I never forgot to dress neatly before going out.
It was for the sake of courtesy between people.
