Chapter 164: The Devil's Foot (2)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 164: The Devil's Foot (2)
About an hour after arriving in Cornwall, Professor Jane Moriarty and Isaac Adler encountered a rather bizarre situation.
“Excuse me, we’ll need to conduct a brief inspection.”
“………”
“Please present some form of identification.”
Having received a report, a police officer had arrived at the scene. She directed a suspicious glare toward Professor Moriarty and Isaac Adler, who were standing outside the mansion.
“It seems there’s been a misunderstanding,” Adler said. “We are the ones who reported the incident, and we are also the only witnesses.”
“Yes, I understand that. But from my perspective, you are also unidentified suspects.”
“… Hmm.”
As Adler’s expression soured at the officer’s blunt response, Professor Moriarty, who had been watching quietly from the sidelines, began searching through her belongings.
“Will this suffice?”
“What is this?”
“I am a professor at August Academy. This gentleman is my assistant.”
“… Is that so?”
As the professor handed over her credentials while explaining in a calm voice, the confused officer finally offered a stiff salute.
“My apologies, ma’am. I didn’t recognize you.”
“… There’s no need for that. I’m not exactly your superior, am I?”
“I believe professors at August Academy are accorded the same protocol as high-ranking police officials.”
“It’s merely a formality. Regardless, cooperation with the local police is necessary for any investigation.”
Despite the professor’s modest tone, the officer, now with beads of sweat dotting her forehead, spoke in an even more subdued voice.
“Oh, no… I’d be honored if you would assist me with the case.”
“Very well. I look forward to working together.”
“But how did you both end up at the crime scene…?”
“… We were hired,” Adler responded in a low voice, cutting through the officer’s confusion.
“By whom, if I may ask…?”
“It was an anonymous request; we don’t know either. But we were certain that an incident would occur here.”
Having finished his explanation, Adler looked at the officer with a brusque expression.
“So, may we enter now?”
“Y-Yes. I’ll be sure to put in a good word for you with upper management.”
Finally stepping aside, the officer allowed them entry.
“Excuse me, just a moment.”
“……..?”
“I think it’s important that you know something.”
Before Adler could walk past, she grabbed his arm and began whispering to him, her eyes narrowed.
“… You are currently public enemy number one for the British police.”
“Huh?”
“You’ve essentially stolen someone who was nothing less than an idol to most officers, inspectors, and cadets.”
An incredulous look nearly overtook him, and Adler couldn't help but ask, “Did you know who I was from the start?”
“… There are formalities to observe, you know.”
The officer leaned in close to Adler and whispered again, her voice dropping even lower.
“If Inspector Lestrade shows even a hint of sadness, police officers across the entire country—no, her entire fan club—will mobilize to take you down.”
“…….”
“Please take this to heart.”
Staring at her in disbelief, Adler let out a long sigh.
“You speak so harshly for someone with such a fair face.”
“……?”
“You might be as pretty as Lestrade if you just dressed up a bit…”
Adler’s calm muttering—having discerned that the person in front of him was a woman despite the baggy police uniform—made the officer step back with a guarded expression.
“Half the women in London might like you, but please remember the other half feel the exact opposite.”
“… Why don’t you grow out your hair a bit?”
“Please stop. Just stop.”
At her stern response, Adler scratched his head and moved on.
“Well, the short hair is quite pretty as well.”
“……..”
“Anyway, thank you for the advice.”
Leaving her with another thoughtless remark, he entered the mansion with the professor, who was waiting for him by the entrance.
“……..”
Silence fell over the threshold.
“… Uh.”
In the quiet, the officer, who had been glaring at his back with a stern look, suddenly bowed her head as a cold wind swept over her.
Thump, thump…
“…..?”
At that very moment, her heart began to pound uncontrollably, confusing her to no end. Even though she had vowed to tear Isaac Adler apart at the first opportunity, why was her body reacting like this? The female officer could find no answer to her dilemma.
*
“It’s cleaner than I expected.”
“Don’t say such ominous things.”
As Professor Moriarty entered the mansion and looked around, whispering in a low voice, Adler chided her.
“… Do you want me to strip you of your undergarments as well?”
“Adler…”
“Or should I add some mild pain to your punishment?”
“Huh?”
As Adler spoke, he lightly pinched her side. Immediately, she bowed her head and let out a soft moan, her stomach twitching in reaction to his touch.
“Since you’ve taken off your clothes, your senses have become so sensitive. So, please, restrain yourself…”
Squeeze…
“… Heughh.”
Despite her plea, Adler pointedly poked her lower abdomen with his finger. Professor Moriarty bit her own finger, forcibly stifling a moan.
“Come here.”
“……….”
“Professor, what did I tell you to do when I pull the leash?”
Tugging the leash tied around her neck like a dog’s collar, Adler whispered in a low voice.
“Professor Moriarty?”
After waiting for her reaction, he called her name again with a stern expression. With a flushed face, Professor Moriarty quietly moved next to him and opened her mouth.
“… Woof.”
Making the most awkward dog sound in the world, she began rubbing her cheek against Adler’s.
“Good.”
Lick…
As Adler stroked her chin, he pulled a sugar cube from his pocket and tugged down on the necklace. The professor, now somewhat accustomed to the routine, began licking his hand obediently.
“Just keep doing this from now on.”
Adler, looking at her with a loving gaze, gently stroked her head.
“Slowly seep into me, both mentally and physically…”
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped and began blinking rapidly, a vacant look in his eyes.
Wait, what?
He realized he had been swept away by an indescribable rush of heated energy, unknowingly escalating his scandalous words and actions.
Am I getting too excited? Going this far might backfire…
Knowing the domineering and arrogant nature of Professor Moriarty all too well, Adler shook his head, trying to cool his overheated mood.
Click, click…
“…….?”
At that moment, as Isaac Adler’s gaze lifted from his hand, he saw Professor Jane Moriarty unbuttoning his coat.
Swish…
Soon, she slipped into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his waist and magically covering them both with the coat she had spread open.
“… I-Is this how I should seep in?”
At her voice, thick with embarrassment, Adler’s body was once again engulfed by that wave of indescribable heat.
“… Professor.”
“What is it?”
“Shall we stop by the restroom for a moment to… investigate?”
A muffled voice emerged from Adler’s lips.
“… If that’s what you want.”
At that moment, a sly, sinister smile appeared on Moriarty’s lips, her eyes hazed with lust.
Swish…
“……..?”
Suddenly, someone approached Adler from behind.
Squish…
“Ah, you startled me.”
Feeling a soft touch on his back, Adler jerked his head around in surprise, his eyes widening immediately.
Rub, rub…
The mansion’s maid, whose screams had kickstarted this entire investigation about an hour ago, was now clinging to his back and rubbing against him.
“… Tsk.”
A fleeting look of murderous intent flitted across the professor’s face—the same face that had been showing shy, girlish expressions until a second ago. However, the look vanished as quickly as it had appeared.
*
“He-He-Hey, what are you doing all of a sudden…?”
“… Please help me.”
“What?”
Caught in a scenario that usually only happened on crowded public transport, a bewildered expression overtook me. As I gazed back at the maid, she began whispering in my ear in a tiny, heat-filled voice.
“My body is too hot…”
“Why are you telling me that…?”
I started breaking out in a cold sweat at the madness in her eyes.
Screech…
Suddenly, the mansion door opened, and the stern-looking officer we had met moments ago entered.
“Ah, you’ve come at the right time.”
“…….”
“I’m sorry, but could you please take care of this maid…”
Thinking she had finished her report and returned to duty, I was about to ask her to take the maid away, when—
“A-About what you said earlier…”
Looking at the officer, I saw a madness in her eyes that mirrored the maid’s. A chill ran down my spine.
“… You’ve got to be kidding me…”
Just a moment ago, she belonged to the half of London that despised me. But now she was fiddling with her fingers, acting shy, and speaking in a breathy whisper.
“I-It’s nothing special. It’s just been a while since I’ve heard someone call me pretty… just out of personal curiosity…”
“… So hot.”
I didn’t know what the hell was going on, but one thing was clear.
“Shall we get out of here?”
“… Fucking worthless vermin.”
Staying here any longer would be dangerous.
*
“… Professor?”
Did the professor just say something? [1]
“Since we’ve looked around enough, let’s get out of here, Adler…”
“……..”
“I also think this place is rather dangerous…”
I must have heard wrong.
*
Footnotes
[1] Adler is referring to this line: "... Fucking worthless vermin."