"By now, the period of seeing hallucinations from severe mana stone withdrawal symptoms should have passed already..."
After finishing her investigation, Charlotte Holmes returned to the Cunningham mansion.
"... So, what am I seeing right now?"
Just after opening the front door, she stared blankly at the scene unfolding before her. Soon, her expression turned icy cold and she tilted her head to the side.
"Who knows?"
"Eeek..."
In the middle of the living room, Isaac Adler sat in an armchair with his legs crossed, adopting quite the insolent look and attitude.
The eldest of the Cunningham sisters was prostrate at his feet, trembling with a humiliated expression on her face, feeling his weight on her back.
"Sister, are you stupid?"
Meanwhile, the second sister, sitting on Adler's lap, looked down coldly at her elder sibling.
"You should bend your waist a bit more."
"Hieek—?"
Her usually obedient demeanor was nowhere to be seen as the younger sibling coldly muttered, putting weight on her sister's back without mercy.
"Mr. Adler looks uncomfortable."
And then, the girl cautiously laid her body down, falling deep into Adler's embrace.
"What on earth happened while I was away?"
"... Who knows, really?"
"I did tell you to not go overboard for me and obey the commands given to you by that unknown entity..."
– Shush... Shush...
"However, I don't recall ever telling you to become a thug who entices young girls."
As Adler gently stroked the head of the second girl, who looked up at him with expectant eyes, Charlotte Holmes muttered with an incredulous expression on her rigid face.
"There's nothing I can do about it."
"......?"
Just then, a low-pitched voice echoed from a sofa nearby.
"My assistant is currently intoxicated..."
"... Ah."
"It seems that the officer gave him some brandy, considering his frail appearance."
Professor Jane Moriarty, with a fresh set of bite marks clearly imprinted on her neck, was busily pouring sugar into the freshly brewed tea and murmuring such words.
"Commands, you say? What do you mean by that exactly, Miss Holmes?"
"You sure know how to eliminate your presence well."
Wearing a convinced expression, Charlotte, who had been glaring at Adler till then, casually brushed off Moriarty's sharp question and walked forward.
"Miss Holmes!"
And just then, suddenly came Adler's shout.
"Don't pass by the window."
"... Why?"
"Because it's too dazzling."
With a puzzled look, Charlotte, who had been tilting her head, furrowed her brows quietly after hearing Adler's bright and innocent reply.
"Just explain from there."
"... Explain what exactly?"
Soon, she just let out a sigh and placed the documents on the desk.
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Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability
Aksiyon[the I do not own] [Author[s]Kim Mamo 김마모] Description I fervently critiqued the development of a Sherlock Holmes-based mystery gal game. Villain Maker: Fulfilling the probability of Professor Moriarty's appearance. Love-Hate Relationship: Becoming...