Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability

Chapter 30: Fait Accompli

– Whirrr...

"...Excuse me, Professor."

Adler, sweating coldly as he watched Moriarty's grey mana spread throughout his body for a while already, hesitantly spoke up.

"Isn't it enough now...?"

The violet mana of Lady Roylott, which had coated his body in its purplish hue before, was already completely extinguished and replaced by Professor Moriarty's murky grey mana.

"Professor?"

Taking this phenomenon into consideration, it was evident that enough mana had already been utilized to do the simple act of releasing the previous bindings of his body.

Yet, Professor Moriarty continued to push her mana into Adler's body without rest.

"Um, isn't it about time...?"

Soon, as the mana circuit inside his body started dyeing in the hues of her mana, Adler felt a chilling sensation all over and proceeded to hurriedly open his mouth to relay his troubled thoughts.

"It feels strange."

"Adler."

However, Professor Moriarty, who was sitting on his lap, looked straight into his eyes while tilting her head and whispered to him in a soft tone.

"Didn't I tell you to stay still?"

"..........."

Hearing those words, Adler momentarily wore a dazed expression on his face. And soon, he relaxed his tensed body, deciding to listen to her words for now.

"Well done."

With that, she smiled gently and stroked Adler's head with her palm.

"...But what are you doing right now, Professor?"

Hearing the slightly fearful question hesitantly leak out of Adler's mouth, Moriarty just tilted her head in response.

"Well, what do you think I'm doing?"

"Pardon?"

"Try to wager a guess."

As she spoke, she embraced Adler and whispered to him in that same soft tone of hers.

"You like riddles, don't you?"

It was true that he liked riddles, but at that very moment, Adler was in no state to make use of his thinking capabilities.

Since he was enveloped by the touch and warmth of Professor Jane Moriarty, and her silky smooth hair.

For a soul that had no experience whatsoever with women, the sensations her fatal physique enacted in him were overwhelmingly intense and stimulating.

"...Are you trying to poison me to death?"

Even in such a situation, Adler, who desperately clung to his rationality, managed to ask while feigning a smile... even though his ears had already taken on a bright shade of red.

"You're good at posing riddles but terrible at solving them, huh..."

"So...?"

Adler, slightly dazed from it all, heard Jane Moriarty whisper softly in his ear.

"I'm not trying to kill you, but to protect you."

"...So you're admitting you're making me addicted to you, right?"

Hearing that, Adler chuckled lightly and said in response.

"Do you intend to dye my entire being with your colors?"