Chapter 170: Morning
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 170: Morning
Chirp, chirp—♪
“……..”
As I slowly blinked my eyes open to the sound of birdsong, a familiar face came into view.
“Did you sleep well, Adler?”
“…Professor.”
Professor Moriarty was smiling gently, her eyes locked onto mine.
Given that her face was the first thing I saw the moment I woke up, she had likely been awake and watching me for quite some time.
“How long have you been like that…?”
“Ever since you fell asleep in my arms.”
“Then… have you been watching over me all night without sleeping?”
When I asked, the professor, who had been gazing at me absentmindedly, answered in a sweet whisper.
“Why would I sleep? Watching you is far more restorative than that.”
“…….”
“By the way, if you don’t mind, I could stay like this for a month or more.”
Her eyes began to gleam with a dangerous light as she spoke.
Her words felt like an unspoken warning—a promise of violence. It was as if she were contemplating preserving me alive to display me in her house as her most prized collection, something she could stare at whenever the whim struck her.
…Even if I did mind, could I even resist?
A chill ran down my spine at the thought. If the professor truly intended to do that, there was no stopping her unless I used my final trump card—the return ticket.
If I had succeeded in subduing her, the circumstances might have been different, but my bold attempt had ended in a dismal failure, making my situation even more dire.
“Why the gloomy expression, Adler?”
“……..”
In truth, I had been played by the professor from the very beginning; there was never any hope of my plan succeeding.
At first, I thought she was helplessly succumbing to my momentum, but even that turned out to be a masterful performance. Once the professor got serious, my stamina was absolutely no match for hers.
Throb, throb…
Even now, my lower body—which she had utterly ravaged throughout the night—throbbed with a dull, persistent ache.
“Professor, shall we part ways now?”
“Let’s. It is getting late…”
When I whispered in a small voice, she smiled readily and shifted her body.
Creak…
“Ah, wait a moment.”
As the full force of the soreness racked my body while I tried to move, the professor suddenly grabbed my hand.
Swoosh…
Then, with a slightly shy expression, she guided my hand to rub her belly and upper pelvis.
“Feel it for yourself.”
Slosh, squelch, rumble…
“And tell me.”
Unknowingly, my cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson as her soft voice caressed my ears.
“How does it feel to know you can’t run away anymore?”
“…….”
“You’re mine now, Isaac Adler.”
At her words, a cold sweat broke out across my pale face. Meanwhile, Professor Moriarty continued, a dark smile tugging at her pink lips.
“Not the property of that feeble detective with the frail body and mind, nor that officer who stole a marriage certificate like a thieving cat, nor that unknown phantom thief, nor the murderer filled only with thoughts of blood and slaughter… You are entirely mine…”
“Is that so…”
“Heh, heh, hehhhh…”
A sinister, skin-crawling laugh leaked from her lips.
Even though she usually smiled with a condescending air, it was completely unusual for the professor to laugh out loud like this. She must have been feeling exceptionally pleased.
“P-Professor, there’s something serious I want to discuss.”
“……?”
“You know, about what happened last night.”
Alright, this was as good a time as any to strike a deal.
“…Let’s just say it was a mutually consensual affair.”
“Hmm?”
“At first, I was the one who aggressively made a move on you, and then from the middle, you dominated me… Let’s just settle on this bout being a draw.”
Upon hearing this, the professor tilted her head in confusion. It was as if she couldn't understand why I would care about such a thing, but it was vital to me.
[Game Over Alert!]
Because if the system decided that I had been forcefully dominated and raped by the professor, it would lead to an immediate Game Over scenario.
In other words, it would lead to the destruction of this world.
“You’ll agree to this, won’t you, Professor…?”
Sway, sway…
Desperate to avoid that scenario at all costs, I began to plead with her, even wagging the tail that had popped out behind me.
Swoosh…
“Well, if that’s what you really want…”
Observing me quietly, the professor reached out and grabbed my tail before opening her mouth to respond.
“Ah, thank you…”
Nom…
“…Eek!”
Just as I was about to thank her with a relieved expression, a sharp, tingling sensation ran down my spine, suddenly overwhelming all my senses.
“Indeed, there was a reason your body twitched whenever I touched this spot, even after you fainted…”
Brrrrr…
“…Listen to me carefully from now on, Adler.”
As my entire being trembled and stars swam in my vision, the professor leaned forward and whispered into my ear in a languid voice.
“In private, I will gladly accept this as a consensual affair. But publicly, you were raped by me today.”
“…Wh-What?”
“I, too, am looking at a bigger picture, just like you. So, just as I am happy to play along with your plan, I insist that you play along with mine as well.”
I could only stare at her with a dazed expression. The professor caressed my cheek lovingly, her voice dropping even lower.
“If anyone asks about today, just say that I forced myself on you… It’s quite simple, isn’t it?”
“B-B-But… what about your reputation, Professor?”
“Adler, all you need to do is follow my instructions…”
No matter how I thought about it, spreading such a lie would do her more harm than good.
“Do you understand…?”
However, intimidated by her sheer force of will, I simply nodded as quickly as I could, forcing an awkward, strained smile.
“Ye-Yes… Publicly, I was raped by the professor today.”
“Excellent.”
Only then did the professor, wearing a satisfied expression, release my tail.
“You go on ahead. I need to stay a bit longer.”
“…You’re not coming with me?”
“I need to clean up here and undo the spells I’ve cast on Cornwall.”
“I-If that’s the case… I suppose I have no choice…”
Hastily, I slid off the bed with trembling legs and scrambled to put on my clothes before she could change her mind.
“Oh, and one more thing.”
Just then, the professor’s relaxed voice pierced my ears again.
“From now on, you don’t need to bother slipping post-coital contraceptives into my tea or secretly casting ovulation-aversion spells on me.”
I froze mid-motion. I stopped everything as I realized the professor could read me like an open book.
“I have already cast a spell to preserve the current state and contents of my womb. No matter what you do, this state will continue indefinitely as long as I will it.”
Slosh, bubble…
“That means I can progress the situation whenever I want.”
In the silence, the professor bobbed her head from side to side in her usual uncanny display, her eyes fixed intently on me.
“If you misbehave even slightly in the future, I will immediately make myself pregnant.”
“……..”
“Just be aware of that from now on.”
After dropping that bombshell, she waved her hand dismissively. I just stood there with a dumbfounded look, my vision turning white.
“Off you go then.”
It took more than five minutes before my trembling hands could finish buttoning my shirt so I could finally leave the room.
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Squeak…
As Isaac Adler staggered out of the room on unsteady legs, the door closed behind him with a thud. A heavy silence enveloped the room, leaving Jane Moriarty as its sole occupant.
“…Phew.”
In that silence, the professor—still feeling a sense of fullness—stroked her belly as she rose from the bed.
Click…
Taking a deep breath, she approached the door and locked it firmly. She closed her eyes tight and removed the magical seal she had conjured within her womb.
“………….Haaaa!”
In the very next moment—
“Uh-uh, ughhhh…”
Overwhelmed by the intense sensations centering on her lower abdomen, Jane Moriarty let out a sound as if the wind had been knocked out of her and collapsed on the spot.
Brrrrrrr…
“This… I didn’t know it would be… this severe…”
She trembled and twitched, curling into herself as her entire body quivered from the aftershocks of the previous night. She was left breathless.
“I-I didn’t know…”
The professor felt a flicker of regret for having magically postponed her body's physical sensations just to maintain dominance during their night of passion. However, it was far too late for regrets.
“Ah-ah-ah-ah…♡”
Brrrr, bubble…
The trembling moans that resonated through the sealed inn room only subsided when the sun was already high in the sky.
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“Uh…”
Meanwhile, as Isaac Adler stepped out of the inn—
“……..”
Before he could take a single step, Adler froze solid. He had discovered a figure surrounded by black smoke waiting for him just outside the door.
“There, so this is…”
A choked whisper leaked from his lips as he desperately racked his brain for any possible excuse.
Thud, thud…
But Charlotte Holmes, watching him in silence, began to inch closer.
Swish…
“Uh.”
As she reached him, she quietly extended her hand.
“…Ah?”
Adler, who had instinctively squeezed his eyes shut, slowly opened them. He felt the cold, damp touch of her hand.
“Quietly follow me.”
Gripping his hand, Charlotte Holmes silently trudged forward, pulling him along in her wake.
“Yes…”
Hesitating for a moment due to an inexplicable, ominous feeling, Adler realized that despite it being morning, the sky was darkened by Charlotte’s black smoke. He shrank back in fright and began to obediently follow her.
“But why is your hand so cold and damp…?”
“……”
“Ah, it’s nothing.”