Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain - Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain chapter 110

110 – Again, the adventure of the empty house (4)

After completing part of his mission, Sebastian Moran immediately returned to the mansion where his master was waiting for him. He

Of course knew that he had not yet completed all of the orders given by his master, but he was to make an interim report.

It was to go back to the nest that I occupied alone with my master, eat with him, and spend time, but it was also for reporting purposes.

Of course, whenever James Moriarty gave her an order, he did not order her to skip her interim report or even oblige her to return to her mansion one by one until her mission was completely completed. Rather, since I trusted the peony as a tool, there were only things that could be omitted if necessary.

Therefore, even though she had no reason to do so, Sebastian Moran would say that she was only going back for her interim report.

She could not be said to be selfless. Of course, she will deny this for now. She wanted to live as a cold, cold-hearted maid to the outside world. First of all, her relationship with her master was that of a loyal maid serving him.

Of course, since she was young, after she became James Moriarty’s ‘property’, her protective instincts had also played a part.

In fact, Moriarty himself was not a slave owner who really thought he owned people. There may be no difference in the essentials in that she, and even people, are simply her tools, but she at least respected the free will of her subordinates, including Moran, as long as they did not cross the line.

Therefore, she would often correct Moriarty whenever she referred to herself as Moriarty’s property, but because Moran was so stubborn, Moriarty had long since given up halfway. She was actually a Moriarty who did not understand other people’s emotions in the true sense, so this may have been the result of her not knowing the true meaning of Moran’s emotions.

The master is a strong man. Therefore, Peony himself had to obey his master. Above all, she was the master’s property and had given everything to him.

But at the same time, the person called master was not objectively a strong person. Although it was only in a physical sense, it had almost the same meaning to Moran, who had a wild wolf-like instinct sleeping in his veins.

Therefore, she had to protect her master at all times, and she also had to take good care of him as his maid.

She may have blasphemous thoughts, but she often had a childlike side to her master.

From noble mtl dot com

James Moriarty’s irregular habits also played a role in her heading to her mansion with the same purpose of preparing her master’s meal.

Although the master lived a mechanical life, he often skipped small things, such as meals, unless he personally took care of them.

This time too, it was just as Moran had thought, so after giving a light greeting, he quickly prepared a meal and was able to finish the meal together.

It was natural to some extent thanks to Moran’s own selfish and secret plans over the years, but as usual, the mansion felt somewhat desolate. Compared to the large mansion and large dining table, there were only two people eating, so I couldn’t help but feel a bittersweet feeling, even if it was only for a moment.

Of course, her master, being a rational person by nature, did not care about such things, and Moran herself did not care about her own feelings, so it was not important to her.

She was her tool. She was a tool that followed her master’s orders and rejoiced when he was happy.

However, because she was a human being with flesh and blood flowing through Peony, she could secretly glance at the empty seat at her table and dream of the future that would come someday.

Because James Moriarty had given her some leeway, and she could be sure that she would soon be able to fill this table with her little masters and dames.

Of course, even if he is not as good at reasoning as Holmes or Moriarty, he has an animal-like sixth sense, so he would normally have been disappointed when he noticed the other person’s ‘lies’.

But as the saying goes, her desire, her love, often blinds her, she disturbed her sense of Sebastian Moran, and for her, one day becoming Sebastian Moriarty has long since become a natural future. .

Of course, she did not secretly annoy or urge her master to propose to her. With her natural future ahead of her, she had no intention of violating the position she should maintain in her relationship with her master.

No matter how much the two become a real family and build a prosperous family together, they remain obedient to their master.

However, no matter how much Moran thought she kept her own good, she was still closer to a foolish girl in James Moriarty’s eyes.

Peony, finishing her meal right away, with a coy twinkle in her eye as she reported her own interim performance, looked no different from those days when she visited the candy store.

Of course, she has become much more mature, no, she already has the body of an adult, and since she was a peony with a voluptuous body that anyone would consider attractive, she may have felt a little more disconnected from her foolish appearance. I do not know.

To Moriarty herself, peonies have always been peonies, but if someone like Professor Dodgson were to see Moran now, she might have been horrified and scolded her, telling her not to imitate a child.

“Moran, I almost hit where you are?”

“Yes, master. He was an old hunter with quite useful skills. But you don’t have to worry too much. “In order to fulfill my master’s orders, the Duke of Bohemia will leave London dead.”

Even as he spoke so confidently, Moran waggled his tail without realizing it, enjoying the touch of his master stroking his head.

Everyone could see that they looked like lovers, so of course Moran was in a good mood. Now I’m used to sitting on my master’s lap, but that doesn’t mean I’m not excited. I felt as if I was connected to my master.

Of course, she knew that there was still a long way to go in their relationship. But she was confident. Above all, she was confident that she would give birth to healthy successors for her master.

Moriarty, who was not particularly concerned about Peony’s thoughts, thought for a moment about the story Peony had told him.

No matter how old she is, she still doesn’t have access to all the information. She already knew that Mycroft Holmes had been personally appointed by an old widow, but as she listened to Moran’s words, it was clear that she was a greater person than he had expected.

A few candidates were narrowed down, but no one spoke up for now. Even though he didn’t know the heart of the person he was in love with, he knew how to handle his subordinates.

Because Moran was not a person to be conceited, she did not dare to openly doubt her skills or show her concerns.

Therefore, she lightly kissed her forehead as usual, smiled, and stroked her head.

“Yes, Moran, you will take care of it. Is there anything else to report?”

“… “Huh!”

She was like an animal in estrus. At that moment, she let out a small moan without realizing it and thought she was going to miss it. But her touch on her own skin still tingled, as if it were her static electricity, and made her heart pound.

Is that why? Peony could not control her usual self-control, even if only slightly. She was still as cautious as a tightrope walker, but at the same time she secretly opened her mouth to express her desire.

She may have been a little impatient these days because of the troublemaker who has been hovering around her master a lot.

“Lord… master…. “When I finish this job, is it okay if I ask for a reward?”

“A prize?”

Because it was something unusual for Peony, Moriarty stopped stroking it and looked at Peony. She sighed softly again, as if she was sorry that her touch had stopped, but Moran opened her mouth, trying to remain calm that her chance had come.

“Handling the royal family… It’s my first time. When you complete your mission… “I want to win a small prize.”

“… “Which one do you want?”

“Ah… Please hug me! That… That’s not what I meant… Just like a master does to her maid.”

Was it because of the desires that had built up over the years? When Moran made an absurd request, Moriarty couldn’t help but laugh.

Above all, it was not an open secret that some vicious employers often abused the maids in their homes, but Moriarty was a human being who had neither the need nor the desire to do so.

But she thought about it for a moment.

She did not have any special creed or belief in sticking to celibacy and living a second life as a virgin. Because she just wanted to avoid trouble.

Using peonies and rejecting them leave behind an unpleasant emotional residue.

Efficient weighing immediately gave a clear answer.

“Good.”

“… Yes?”

“Why are you surprised, Moran? “It’s what you wanted in the first place.”

“Ah… ah! Yes, I will definitely succeed, master! I love you!”

But Moran couldn’t stand her breathing becoming rough without her knowledge. The first crack in her desire, which she had fought so hard to resist, caused her to momentarily lose control of herself.

More than anything, the master’s face and lips were so close. Therefore, the peony remained the same, but she carefully tried to bring her lips closer to that place, lest she break.

“Professor! Did you hear? Tidkin, I had a hard time dealing with that guy after he was caught. Oh, really! Professor! “I told you not to commit bestiality!”

But as if she had been waiting, the door opened and the damn wizard came in, interrupting her.