Only a few minutes after the sudden appearance of Isaac Adler, who surprised and attacked Charlotte Holmes...
"... Why did you show up just now?"
Watson, entering the racetrack, was quietly mumbling as she glared at Charlotte and Adler, following her from behind.
"Because of this, Neville can't come..."
Now that Isaac Adler had appeared, it was impossible for her fiancé— Neville, to join them.
It was undoubtedly because of Isaac Adler that things had come to this point.
That's why Watson – who had to urgently send a message to fiancé, using her portable typewriter, to prevent him from meeting with the son of a bitch – was in a rather foul mood.
"Holmes, do you really need to hold onto him?"
"... Yes."
Considering the current situation, it would have been better if Charlotte had just moderately engaged with Adler and then instructed him to leave, letting him off the hook...
"Even with those hideous handcuffs?"
"........."
However, she had conjured handcuffs with black mana, binding both Adler's and her own wrists together.
"Watson, this is to prevent accidents in advance."
Seeing that, Watson stared at her with a skeptical look on her face, causing Charlotte Holmes to avoid her gaze and start explaining her reasoning.
"The reason Adler appeared here is clearly because something is definitely going to happen in this place. So, it's only logical to keep a close watch on him."
"But then, why did you ask me to come along as well?"
"Don't you remember what I said earlier?"
Watson let out a sigh, wondering about the reason that had caused Charlotte's return to her friendly tone.
"... The three of us, together."
"Yes, the current situation might be an extension of the case I was investigating."
Charlotte added softly, looking at Adler.
"Perhaps, you, my dear friend, might be at the center of this case as well."
"What are you talking about?"
"... You don't need to know."
She spoke with a seemingly serious expression plastered on her face.
"In any case, what I'm doing now is something that must be done for the safety of you and everyone else."
"........."
Charlotte was right, logically speaking. At least, Watson couldn't tell if there was anything wrong with what she had said.
"... Charlotte."
"Yes."
" Let me such some more of your blood again."
However, the moment Adler, who had been leaning on Charlotte's shoulder, began to bite her neck with his eyes shining in a red hue again, Watson thought that such matters probably didn't matter.
"Ah."
"Don't make a sound."
"... It hurts."
For some reason, other than the fact that Adler was aggressive and Charlotte had been far more defensive and meeker than usual, they looked like a regular couple showing affection to each other.
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Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability
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