Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain - Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain chapter 137

137 – Miss Watson, can you prove it (2)

James Moriarty looked at the witch who was looking at him silently with a smile whose meaning was hard to read.

Jane Watson’s eyes were wide open and trembling as she faced Professor Moriarty. If Holmes had seen it, he might have scoffed that it looked stupid. That’s because he couldn’t even make a sound with his mouth open.

But it had to be that way. No, not even Holmes would be able to treat Watson as comfortably as usual now.

There was nothing Watson could do other than remain silent in response to James Moriarty’s confession that was not a confession. It was her own escape.

Unfortunately, Watson was not able to understand the meaning of Moriarty’s words. In Holmes’s harsh assessment, Watson was often seen competing with a goldfish and his pride, but this was an exaggeration.

Because Holmes’s personal selfishness was involved in such a harsh evaluation.

The evaluation was inevitably low because there were many personality differences between Watson and Watson, and more than anything, the evaluation was low because Watson was concerned about Watson’s uselessly staying by Mr. Moriarty’s side. Watson himself is clearly a smart person wherever he goes in this society. She was a lady classified as.

I couldn’t help but notice that James Moriarty’s answer was not simply a denial. He may have thought so. But she couldn’t do that with Watson.

It might have been better if that man had calmly denied it and lied. If that were the case, Watson would have believed James Moriarty, suspected his friend Holmes, and felt guilty about such suspicion.

But the man in front of her, the man she clearly had feelings for, the man like the knight from a fairy tale who saved her, did not do that.

Then, for the first time, Watson felt the coldness of Moriarty’s gaze looking at him. She was always kind, and in her stories, the knight-like look in her eyes that protected her lady and her children was no longer there.

Of course, I knew before that this was Watson’s own mistake.

But everything seemed unfamiliar to Watson. It was as if she was reliving her terrible memories of the first time she used her magic.

Even at that time, everything was unfamiliar for a moment, and the time of the past few days had disappeared, so she felt like Watson was a lost child wandering alone in time.

She took half a step back without realizing it. He was afraid of both Moriarty’s indifferent gaze and Moran’s indifferent eyes, which, as always, contained a bit of hostility.

I was out of breath for a moment. She felt as if for the first time she was experiencing the hysteria common to women of this age.

But at the same time, Watson was clearly a strong person. He seemed to be out of breath for a moment, but he soon took a deep breath, fixed his eyes, and managed to speak to James Moriarty.

“Professor, you…… “He was truly a villain.”

“Someone argued for that hypothesis, Miss Watson. But like I said…… “Can you prove it, Miss Watson?”

Villain.

Watson uttered the word with multiple meanings. It was a word that would normally make one laugh.

Of course, there was good and evil in the world, and Watson himself believed that the man in front of him was a good person who saved him.

But the word villain was definitely one of the hardest words to say in life. Isn’t this an expression that only appears in adventure or detective novels that Holmes likes?

But the man in front of her was clearly a villain.

When Watson realized that the identity of the person who attacked them was Miss Sebastian Moran, he couldn’t help but fall into confusion.

Holmes, who was considerate of his friends, rarely chose to ignore the truth. Of course, he gave a good reason.

There was a good chance that he had seen it wrong because it was in the dark, and the usual Watson would have been convinced by Holmes’s explanation, which was trying to calmly ‘convince’ him.

No, it would have been happier to believe that Miss Moran had come to Milverton’s mansion for a similar purpose as themselves.

But I couldn’t do that.

So what happens at Suicide Club?

Not even Holmes could completely convince Watson of this point. That was just a guess based on Watson’s sense and confidence.

No matter how much Holmes’ logical explanation was that he couldn’t say it was Peony because he didn’t know the face of the attacker he was chasing at the Suicide Club, Watson couldn’t accept it.

Holmes had to worry, but he couldn’t just fool his friend, who had already figured out part of the truth.

Someday, I had to tell the truth.

I understood my friend’s feelings. So it had to be even more so.

That’s why Holmes gave his hypothesis about James Moriarty in a somewhat ambiguous way.

He didn’t tell me everything.

As Holmes, she knew that her friend was still having a hard time accepting everything, and she tried to be considerate of her friend, which was unusual for her.

But as soon as he heard the explanation, he could not catch his friend leaving for Professor Moriarty’s mansion. No, it would be more accurate to say that I couldn’t do it.

Watson ignored even Holmes and headed towards Professor Moriarty. Although it took some time to catch him and try to persuade him for a long time, Watson persisted and faced James Moriarty alone.

Holmes tried to avoid revealing the truth as much as possible, but from the moment he learned that the attacker was Moran, even Watson had no choice but to get close to the truth.

And then Jane Watson bit her lip without realizing it and let out a trembling voice in response to Moriarty’s mockery.

“I… From me… What… “What are you aiming for?”

That was the only thing Watson could say. And there was a sense of betrayal and humiliation, fear and shame, and some love and hate that still remained.

It was also a pure question.

The truth that the knight who helped him and the man he secretly cared about were villains was cruel, and it felt like it was cutting out Watson’s heart.

I felt betrayed because I thought that everything he had shown so far might actually be a lie, and even at the moment when I thought about that, I felt despair because I thought I was still giving my heart to the man in front of me.

But why?

For Watson, who had not yet faced the full truth, the man in front of him was a villain and a criminal Napoleon that was difficult to imagine, but he was something Watson could not understand.

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Why did he save her and have they been in a relationship until now? Why on earth?

If Watson himself had come from a wealthy or historic family, he might have understood and given up his mind neatly.

But by the time he met him he was already penniless, and the fact that his father had once been a famous doctor did him no favors in London society.

To target Watson’s own body?

If that had been the goal in the first place, Watson would have already given everything to that man. He was a man who, even until now, secretly rejected temptations that were not his own. I knew that Miss Moran, who was sitting next to me, was in a similar state to me.

I was secretly afraid that he might be a sodomite.

Then why on earth?

Even if he is a villain, does he have a good side? Is he actually a good person too? Although it was contradictory, Watson desperately hoped that Moriarty would say that he did it because James Moriarty was a good man only to him.

But the man was a villain.

Moriarty thought for a moment about Watson’s question. It was a fun worry, but at the same time, it was a bit of a headache.

Miss Watson was definitely someone he needed. Of course, this was because Miss Watson was Holmes’ best friend.

And Watson, who noticed this meaningless expression, glared at Moriarty, unconsciously biting his lip until it bled.

When I thought that that man, that man who played with my heart, was seeing someone through me, I wanted to run away.

But the reason he couldn’t do that was because of Watson’s courage and pride.

“That’s right… Because it’s fun. Well, that’s the only answer I can give you right now, Miss Watson. Don’t you know it too? Why do you bet on horse racing? “Me too.”

Watson clenched his fists without realizing it at the pretentious tone and pretentious answer, but he let it out coldly.

“I… I am… No, people… “It’s not your toy.”

“So? “Are you going to try to stop me?”

“No, I…” I can’t do it. But… I will help. You played with me… You’ll regret it.”

The two people didn’t even need to mention who they were talking about. And when Moriarty heard that promise, she couldn’t help but smile brightly without even realizing it.

Only then did Watson vaguely understand why Holmes was doing detective work and what his relationship was with this man.

At the same time, I felt like guilt was holding me back. At this point, it felt like he was using his friend for revenge.

Jane Watson glared at Moriarty in silence until the end and then helplessly left her mansion. He was able to face Holmes, who had followed him at the entrance to the mansion, and Watson had to shed tears, burying his face in Holmes’s arms in silence.

I am happy, so happy.

Looking at this, Moriarty thought.

How did Watson and Holmes meet?

He doesn’t know. To begin with, I only knew the characters Holmes, Watson, and Moriarty, but I had never read the original work.

But I guess it’s good. Maybe the long-awaited pair has finally been completed?

As Moran watched her beloved master, she couldn’t help but hide her surprise as she saw him laughing out loud without realizing it for the first time in her life.

However, for a moment she stopped laughing and had to be nervous at the command of the owner who returned with an expressionless face.

“Peony.”

“Yes… “Yes, master!”

“Send someone to Sweeney. “Let’s have tea for the first time in a while.”

The teacher had to make provisions for her students and their friends.