Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain - Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain chapter 111

111 – Again, the adventure of the empty house (5)

Fred Forlock is a racist. Although he vehemently denies this, James Moriarty knew that just as all racists excuse themselves, so does Porrock.

Of course, in Porok’s case, like those who grew up on the streets, he hated and loathed everything, including himself, so it may not have been an excuse. Even Moriarty had never seen anyone in his life who hated and discriminated against so many things, other than a weirdo like Porok.

One of the groups that Porok discriminated against and disliked were Irish potato farmers. Of course, Porlock himself knew that James Moriarty was from Ireland, not from England, but from a pure Catholic background.

And like all discriminators, Porok would make a special exception for his superiors.

However, Porok, who opened the door straight away and came in without any special knocking, as if to create a disturbance, saw nothing but disgust on his face as soon as he saw the scene before his eyes.

The closest description would be that he witnessed his younger sister rolling around on the same bed as his older brother.

Of course, Moriarty, and even Moran, who would not stop to kiss Moriarty despite the enchantress’s interference, knew that Porok had intentionally interrupted their ‘secret love’, but for now it was probably a good problem to have.

“Ah… ….”

When comparing the benefits and losses of granting Moran what Moran wanted in front of Porok’s eyes, the loss was greater, so Moriarty subtly pushed away Moran’s forehead, which was facing him, with his finger.

Of course, Peony, who was red-faced and breathing heavily, sighed softly as if she was sorry, and looked at her owner with a tearful gaze, like a child who had her candy taken away right before her eyes.

It was a gaze that could weaken the heart of anyone who did not truly hate furry tribes like Porok, and it was a seductive gaze that could stir up lust in their hearts.

Because she was a furry beast, Peony was secretly shunned by people in a religiously solemn social atmosphere, but she would have been able to seduce anyone at that moment.

However, there were two men in the room who fell into that exception, and unfortunately, her master, whom she truly wanted and wanted to be loved by, was a cold-blooded man who did not even feel any emotion in the face of such temptation.

It was disappointing. A corner of her heart seemed to be heating up, and she unconsciously twisted her thighs, her lower abdomen throbbing, and it was difficult to control her body at any moment.

But with her superhuman patience, and with her obedience and loyalty to her master, Moran suppressed that desire, and while secretly stroking her master’s thigh with her fingers, at the same time, he was in her way. I glared at the wizard.

If a look alone could kill a person, Fred Forrock would probably have died on the spot, torn into thousands of pieces for the eels of the Thames to eat.

Of course, Porok was still looking at the professor and Moran with the expression of a father who had just witnessed his son and daughter lying naked on the same bed, and when he felt the gaze of the wolf cub glaring at him insolently, he remained without looking. He cursed with his finger.

If this place had been on the street or one of the stores that Porok managed, he would have spit on the floor as if he had seen something dirty, but he had the mental capacity to not forget that this was the professor’s residence.

It was not James Moriarty who would not have noticed the war of nerves between the two. He still had her peony sitting on her lap, but as if that was as far as he could go, she sighed, twisting her peony’s hair with her fingers.

“Both of you, stay still because your head will hurt in front of me.”

“… Master… ….”

“… “Professor, this really has crossed the line, no matter what, with that beast-“

“Stop.”

Both of them closed their mouths as if frozen by the cold words that followed. Although the time they spent under Professor Moriarty was different, they had spent enough time together to learn that it was dangerous to cross the line anymore.

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There was a moment of silence.

For them, it was always a time that was familiar, yet ominous, and at the same time they just had to wait. After concluding his thoughts briefly, Moriarty turned his gaze to Porok and opened his mouth.

“Tidkin was captured?”

“… Yes. Today, the professor’s… You have a student you cherish. Did you say Sherlock Holmes? That woman and the witch, the prostitute who always borrowed money from the professor and tried to pay it back with her body, attacked Tidkin’s mansion. And that idiot was robbed and taken to Scotland Yard. No, now that I think about it, please take care of your woman, Professor! “I always warn you about that witch, she’s just a typical girl trying to get a high-ranking professor.”

“It’s noisy. Of course, Tidkin, it doesn’t matter if he gets caught. No, I tried to deal with it this time, so it’s not a big deal. But it’s faster than I thought……. “Has Holmes grown beyond my expectations?”

Moriarty thought for a moment.

But she was soon able to come up with the correct answer.

“No, it must be a coincidence. Tidkin, wasn’t the University of London one of the places he was supplying corpses to?”

“… “Isn’t he the kind of guy who sells corpses to all kinds of places anyway, Professor?”

“I guess Holmes happened to discover the body delivered by Tidkin there. Did you see it when you went to see Watson? Or maybe Watson told the story. Miss Watson had told me that she was often on duty at the morgue. Well, it’s faster than expected.”

Moran and Porok continued their silence to help Moriarty think alone. Of course, Moriarty was not interested in their actions and was lost in his own thoughts.

It originally started with the Suicide Club.

But unfortunately, there was clearly no way for Holmes to deal with the Suicide Club itself any longer. At best, wouldn’t we try to catch the peonies?

I put aside thoughts about Moran for a while and focused only on the Suicide Club.

Moriarty had to think of her thoughts from the child’s perspective, not from Holmes’ own perspective. From the point of view of her poor disciple, who, unlike herself, was still possessed by some sense of justice and goodness of her own.

In any case, they will want to stop the suicide club itself, so what choice will Holmes and the child make? There was nothing in Tidkin’s material that would pierce his heart.

But it was clear that what the kid wanted so badly, he was likely to have something to add to his own doubts.

If it were Moriarty himself, he would use it to achieve his goals, whether people died or not, but Holmes, can the boy do that?

The answer came easily. Because a teacher knows his students well.

“Moran, you should go for the given mission, right?”

“…… Yes, master. “I will definitely complete this task!”

Moran had to get off his lap due to a sudden order from the owner under the guise of a question. Although she was disappointed, her body felt light at the thought that she would be able to gain even more pleasure once this incident was over.

But at the same time, I felt a bit of ominousness, and that ominousness became reality through the master’s next words.

“And Porok, I have one thing for you to do.”

“Master, I can do it!”

“… The professor would have told me, wolf cub?”

“… You!”

“Peony. I said to Porok, should we get out now? “If you want a prize.”

When Moran found Porok in front of her, without realizing it, Moran could not help but shout. Porok raised his eyes in disgust at the wolf’s cry, but Moriarty’s cold remarks that followed left Moran with no choice but to run away.

But for her, it was a mistake she could not help. She had to be only herself by her master’s side. She had to be the only one her master trusted and trusted with everything.

No matter how important the mission was to her, Moran couldn’t help but tremble like a puppy afraid of being abandoned by its owner at the sight of her master looking for that wizard in front of her.

But as soon as she came out, Moran took a deep breath, reflected on her own mistakes, and gathered herself together. It’s a really big prize, because she really isn’t far from getting the biggest gift of her life.

In the study where Moran left, Porok and Moriarty remained silent for a moment. Porok, who had not been able to hide his disgust at the wolf just a moment ago and had expressed genuine disgust at the professor and Moran’s obscene behavior, stood expressionlessly in front of the professor and waited for him to speak.

Although she sometimes showed light-hearted tone and behavior in front of the professor like a snarky gangster, she had a sense of humor that allowed her to tell the right time and situation.

Moriarty opened her mouth.

“To be exact, there are two things you need to do.”

Then, Moriarty spoke the name of a small rural village that was familiar to him.

“Have you ever heard of this village, Porok?”

“It’s a countryside I’ve never heard of, but there’s no problem in visiting it, Professor.”

“No, you don’t have to go yourself, send the kids below. However, they are quick and confident guys. It’s a town that has a deep connection with me, about 10 years ago…… Because it’s where the most important moments in my life took place. There must be a pastor in that village named Sherringford Holmes, a young pastor who is quite respected because his family has been in charge of pastoral work in the area for generations. Kidnap me politely. ASAP. Do you understand, Porok?”

“I will send the kids out as soon as I leave, Professor. Then… What should I do myself?”

Moriarty smiled slightly. Although Porok was a friend with limited intelligence, he was still quite perceptive because he had learned things from his own experience. Therefore, he was also one of Moriarty’s personal favorite subordinates.

“There is a high possibility that peonies will fail.”

“… Is that the wolf cub? “It’s not that I doubt the professor’s judgment, but isn’t that wolf cub’s way of handling things beast-like?”

“It’s a relief if you succeed, but you have to prepare in case you fail. I don’t have to say anything more, okay? Follow her secretly and, if she is in danger, help her escape if possible.”

With those words, Moriarty silenced her. But Porok couldn’t do that. He passed Mokuldae without realizing it.

If that horny wolf cub was hit by a carriage and killed while walking down the street at any time, I could happily drink alcohol, but when I actually heard such an order from the professor, I couldn’t help but feel nervous.

“Then…” What if I can’t help?”

“Porok, don’t ask stupid questions even though you know. Of course, in that case, you get rid of the peonies first. Ah, if possible, burn your face so that it is unrecognizable. If we can’t recognize your face, you can deny it no matter how much you get involved with us. Understand?”

“… “Yes, Professor.”

Porok replied, and with a low bow, he walked out of his house to follow his mission. Even Moriarty couldn’t see it, but Porok’s fist was shaking slightly.