Reincarnated Into Yuukoku No Moriarty

A Normal life?

I changed my name, my hair and live the life as a commoner. I live in cheap rented room I could find. Now, no one would know my identity, right?

My name is Mori Hadrian. I dyed my hair black and I got into university to fulfil my sensei's last wish of me living a normal life. Where did that last name came from? Just some random name I picked up in a newspaper.

[Well that's not the case for the author who was searching for his last name during an online class :x Picture is not mine, obviously. Idk who's this, but he has green eyes so yeah, that's why I put him here.]

[Mori= means death in Latin but means forest in Japanese, Hadrian= Dark (in Latin); In the second century, Roman Emperor Hadrian built a magnificent wall in Britain. Named for him, the wall still stands as one of the wonders of the world.]

[And I messed up once again. The real William James Moriarty have brown eyes. I didn't know because I'm a manga reader. Everything is BLACK, WHITE and GREY. Anyhow, green is still pretty so let's just say this is another realm where he does has green eyes. Problem solved! *Thumbs up!*]

I managed to get a sponsor to further my studies in Oxford University. It's a nice place, except for...

"Lowly commoners. He dare breath the same air as us." I hear one of the nobles whisper from afar. "We should teach him a lesson." "But the teachers are strict! They even have higher statuses than us! Plus, that Holmes is here! He'll figure it out in an instant!" "They're not in the same class and Holmes have no reason to save him. I think it's perfect." They snickers and I sighed mentally, hiding behind the wall nearby them.

Idiots. I walked away and at that very moment, someone rushed out of a classroom and bumped into me. "Oh, sorry." He apologizes first. "It will make a good impression if you wear your tie more properly."

"Says the one that didn't wear tie at all." I replied.

"I have my own reason!"

"You've lost it huh."

"Uh... How did you know?"

I smiled innocently. "I didn't. I'm just guessing."

"Unexpectedly quite cheeky. You look like a delinquent in the first glance. My name is Sherlock Holmes. And yours?"

Ah... so this is Sherlock Holmes. Now I'm confused which book I'm in right now. "My name is Mori Hadrian. A pleasure to meet you." I tried my best to be polite. "Well then, I'll be on my way."

"Where to? Cafeteria is that way."

"I'm not going into the mouse trap." The nobles will make a fuss at the cafeteria again.

I walked away. I caught a glimpse of a certain fatty in Holmes's class. "The skin peeler." I mumbled to myself and set my eyes forward. "The trap setter." "The head collector." I mumbled again as I set my eyes on the future villains in the plot. I only intend to make Holmes curious. There is no better exit than to leave a famous detective in wonder.