Reincarnated Into Yuukoku No Moriarty

Kouhai In Front & Behind Their Seniors' Back

"I choose you."

( ╹▽╹ ) ?

Mori makes a closed-eye smile, his fingers intertwined and placed under his chin, making him appear more friendly. "Let's be friends." He held out his right hand.

"*GASP* R-really?!!" ヽ(｡◕ヮ◕｡) /*.✧

"Yes. Now, my hand can't stay put for long." Alastair clasps that hand with both of his hands, shaking it rather childishly. "One question, how do you and Harmon usually interact to be called 'friends'?"

"Harmon tells me how to deal with people and why. He also tells me bits of what's happening outside these walls. Above all, he's a nice person!" <(￣︶￣)>

'Outside these walls? Did I just hear this from an adult? Unbelievable.' Mori arranges the next words. "Wait, so you're telling me you've never gone outside?"

"Hmm... I do go to the academy but that's it. I never really went outside the academy during my stay. I go to the library whenever I'm bored. There're hidden novels among those books. And when they saw me read they thought I was studying. Pfft!" Alastair wheezed remembering that scene. 〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜

"Do you hate studying?"

Alastair's fingers fidgeting. "I don't hate it but I don't like it either." ¯⁠\⁠_⁠ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ⁠_⁠/⁠¯

"How so?"

"Well... Because they are mostly useless. They teach us something but do otherwise. Hmph, big fat liars." ತ_ತ

"Yes... London is full of... Hypocrites." Mori lowered his gaze, stroking the cat. Not that he cares how thousands of life sacrificed by their poor governance. He never cared about other people, just like how those so-called authorities never cared for Miu back then when she was still small and weak. Only after she turned into a slaughter machine did they care. 'Hmm... More precisely they worried that I would end their lives.' Mori blows the fur stuck onto his glove, failing miserably as the fur is hardly affected.

Alastair sighed, laying down his half-upper body onto the small silver table. He looks like a student resting his head on a study table, tired of whatever he had been through. His face is frowning. "Senpai... What if... I became like them? I don't want to be a bad guy just like in those stories..." (⁠｡⁠•́⁠︿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)

'Sorry sweetie, we are in fact, living inside a story.' Mori internally sighs back.

"If a cat reveals itself in front of the mice, it might or might not be able to catch it." Harmon walks towards them, "You have to lead them into a trap, baiting them with treats or..." His hands touch Mori's shoulder, making him shiver. "You corner them so that they can't escape." He grips it, not intending to let go of those slender shoulders.

"Harmon! You're here!" ＼⁠(0▽0)⁠／

"Aren't you busy entertaining the guests?" Mori spat out as the matter of fact.

"Ho?~ You were waiting for me?" Harmon now plays with Mori's hair strand, their eyes locked. One has the look of spite and the other is playful.

"Who's waiting for you? I have a kawai kouhai accompanying me instead of a baka oniichan." Mori crossed his arms.

"Meow!" The greyish cat meows.

"...and a Neko."

"You've already planning to ditch me? So mean..." Harmon wraps his arms around Mori's neck, snuggling. Mori can feel Harmon's warm breath on his nape. "I should just... Keep you inside my lab..." He mumbles enough for Mori to hear.

'Can I just kill him?!!! I swear, he is testing my patience for God knows how many times already!!!' Mori had to suppress his killing intent to not turn someone else's garden into a murder scene.