owlsbooks Chapter 217: Deal
Chapter 217: Deal
A few hours after the grand finale of London’s largest treasure hunt,
“... Ugh”
Rachel Watson, the victor, lay sprawled on a cold floor. In a daze but oddly refreshed, she stood up and stretched with a yawn.
“The hell.”
Only to freeze in the next second, a dazed look in her eyes.
“Where am I...?”
Instead of the familiar ceiling of 221B Baker Street, she was looking at an opulent and lavish ceiling she had never seen before.
“What did I do last night...?”
Confused, she tried to recall the events of the previous day.
“I went to the racetrack since it was a holiday... Lost horribly at every game... In frustration, I ended up at a pub... And then... um...”
Her memory was fuzzy, perhaps due to drowning her sorrows in alcohol and exceeding the limit of her tolerance.
“Did something unusual? It feels like I watched something like a horse race...”
Muttering to herself with a troubled expression, she started to get up.
- Slosh...♥︎
“... Huh?”@@@@
Suddenly, she felt a sense of fullness and warmth in her lower abdomen, causing her legs to give way, and she collapsed back to the floor.
“What did I eat yesterday...?”
“What you ate...”
“... Huh?”
Just then, she heard the indistinct sound of someone sobbing nearby.
“........!”
Without thinking, Watson turned her head and her half-closed eyes widened in shock.
“Was me... You ate me...”
Isaac Adler, the man she had vowed to kill after that miserable day, was twitching on a dining table beside her, his eyes covered with his palms.
“Please... I was wrong... I was wrong, okay...”
He was completely naked, tied up with silver ropes while his breaths leaked out in hot gasps.
“Please stop... stop it...”
“........”
“No, thinking about it, you didn’t listen even when I screamed myself hoarse... It’s pointless...”
Watson, looking at the prominent bite marks and scratches on his shoulders, finally realized the atrocity she had committed.
“... Then, please be a bit more gentle.”
“Ah...”
Not only that, she was wearing her white doctor’s coat, naked underneath like the man sobbing before her.
“Oh, or... please... I’m begging you...”
“.........”
“Please, at least use a condom...”
It did not take long for her to realise why her abdomen felt so full, and why her body felt both weary and strangely invigorated.
“... Fuck. Bloddy fucking fuck!”
“I’m sorry. I’ll just shut up now...”
“........”
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“Excuse me.”
“Ye-Yes.”
Still half-naked Rachel Watson just sat in front of the dining table without speaking for a while. But, she suddenly shot Adler a cold look, making him sweat heavily, before opening her mouth. Ra????оbЁᶊ
“Got a lighter?”
“What?”
“... Can you produce a fire?”
“Oh, yes.”
Adler was puzzled by her words for some time. Not for long though, as he soon produced some flames with magic before Watson. Still giving him a cold glare, Watson soon flicked a cigarette over the burning flames.
“Phew...”
“.........”
“... I had quit smoking after the surgery, fuck.”
Taking a deep drag of the nicotine, Watsoon soon started cursing out loud.
“Even the drug addict of a roommate was not able to break my non-smoking record... yet a fucking London bastard just came and broke it...”
“Um... it isn’t like Miss Watson was violated here, it was me, so why are you the one being angry...”
“... Shut up, bastard.”
Easily crushing the timid jab Adler was throwing at her, she stretched her hand.
- Bubble, Fizz, Frrrr...
“... Yes.”
“There’s one condition.”
In the silence, Adler spoke softly, his eyes shining in a scheming light as he made his proposal.
“I need to go abroad for a while. Will you come with me as my personal physician?”
“As your doctor...?”
“I have to... kulluk.”
Pausing before he could finish, he threw a coughing fit.
“I have to last three months, at least... you see.”
“.......!”
A moment later, he raised his head again, a trickle of blood running from his mouth.
“... If you help me this time, I’ll tell you the reason after three months. What do you say?”
But as if it were nothing, Adler wiped the blood with his sleeve and finished speaking with an almost imperceptible quiver in his voice. Like that, Watson observed him for a long, long while before speaking.
“Exactly where are we going? I’m a busy person. I can’t go too far.”
At her question, Adler checked the remaining quests he had left.
◈ Quests 1. Make Watson confess to you again.
2. Maximize the killing intent Charlotte Holmes and Professor Moriarty have for each other.
3. Maximize the danger level of the organization...
Quickly, he turned his head towards Watson before answering.
“It’s not too far. It’s in the USA.”
“The USA is incredibly far!”
“That’s alright. I’ll cover all the expenses.”
“Haaa...”
Feeling a throbbing headache coming her way at his cheeky words, Watson leaked out a pained sigh.
“So where is it?”
“Ah, there’s one more favour I need to ask you.”
Following her question, Adler whispered to her, his voice even softer than before.
“Please kidnap me.”
“... The hell?”
In his eyes, the terrifying scene beyond the windows was reflected.
“If I don’t use this opportunity, I just might get raped repeatedly over these three months...”
“........”
“... Please save me.”
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Meanwhile, outside Professor Moriarty’s house,
“Move!! You damn bitches!!!”
“I won’t allow it!!! Who decided you could determine Adler’s ownership amongst yourselves!!!”
“Monopolizing public goods is illegal!!! It’s no different from blocking the capital!!! It’s basic common sense!!!”
In the yard, more than half the women of London, including the runner-ups of the treasure hunt, were rioting with crazed eyes.
“... I really dislike crowds.”
“Yes, it seems so.”
“... Is London really going to be alright at this rate?”
Meanwhile, Professor Moriarty, Charlotte Holmes, and Gia Lestrade were facing the crowd head-on.
“Wait~”
Simultaneously, they turned their heads at a voice from behind.
“Excuse me, I need to get through.”
“”.........?””
Their gazes landed on Rachel Watson, who was stepping out of the mansion carrying a slightly large briefcase.
“I’m totally unrelated to this case...? I just got involved because I was drunk, and personally, I really dislike Adler. I’m sure many here know about the magnitude of my distaste for that person, right?”
- Thud, thud...
“So, I’ll just quietly leave now. Goodbye to all...”
As she delivered her opinion to everyone with the utmost composure and naturally moved through the crowd,
“... Watson.”
Charlotte, with a dark smile that did not reach her eyes, suddenly grabbed Watson’s arm as she was passing by and asked her in a low voice.
“I’m quite curious, what’s in that bag.....?”
- Clunk, clunk...
In the ensuing silence around them, the sound of the briefcase clunking quietly began to echo.
“... You don’t need to know.”
“The audacity of this /genesisforsaken