Miss Holmes, the Professor Is Not a Villain

236 – Final Incident (4)

James Moriarty slowly woke up and muttered without realizing it. It was a phrase that was repeated several times.

It may have been a phrase he has been repeating for several years, perhaps even over a decade. No matter how good his memory was, he couldn’t remember the number in detail. Above all, unlike in the ‘past’, it was difficult to fully use such memory anymore. In a sense, he was already a broken person. James Moriarty knew it well, but he was in denial at the same time.

Because it shouldn’t have happened. All of this was just a lie. It was nothing more than a ridiculous nightmare or hallucination created by the brain. This couldn’t have been reality.

“Why…” …. Why is it the same this time?”

“It’s already in the past.”

And then a similar conversation was repeated again. Even without looking to the side, I could tell who the owner of the voice was.

No, this time, unlike usual, several people were guarding his side. Moriarty closed his eyes again, trying not to notice the women taking care of the awakened patient as if they were nursing him.

Of course, he opened his mouth again without realizing it. Unlike the first time, now he has resigned himself to everything and accepted it.

No matter how much he wanted to deny it, he couldn’t turn back his mistakes. But at the same time, he was like a child. Because he couldn’t accept the fact and he was still in denial like a child.

“I don’t understand. It shouldn’t have happened that way…….”

“Master said that once. No matter how strong he is, a moment’s mistake can turn him into a weak person. But I don’t think it was in vain because it all worked out in the end.”

“Ho… Just in case, take the medicine again-“

“No, leave it alone for now. That would be better. Because the teacher already knows it well. No matter how many times you repeat it, no matter how many times you repeat the thought experiment, the results will not change, sir. You can’t change the past. “In the end, it all ends at the Reichenbach Falls.”

“Richen… Bach?”

Hearing the thoughtful words in the voice, Moriarty unconsciously muttered like a patient who was on drugs. The name I heard for the first time in my life resonated on my tongue as if it was familiar.

It was strange. Since he was not the type of person who enjoyed traveling, he did not know more about geography than was necessary. However, the name Reichenbach Falls seemed familiar to him, as if it were a part of his life.

“No, actually, it might be because I’m used to it without even realizing it.”

In my memories of my past life, memories of Sherlock Holmes and Professor James Moriarty were still vague.

The two are each other’s archenemies. And unlike his real self, in the end Holmes was victorious from Professor Moriarty, and the winners and losers were divided by life and death.

There was only so much information that someone who had never read the original novel could have. However, belatedly, information that even these people might know seemed to emerge.

Perhaps it was even more so because I was dreaming. At some point, James Moriarty realized that the women surrounding him were all illusions created by a dream.

Yes, Reichenbach Falls.

I don’t know how many times Professor Moriarty appeared in the original novel and what specifically he did. However, I could remember that the being appeared for Holmes’s end.

The two probably fell to their deaths while fighting at the waterfall. How did Holmes survive after that?

That question disturbed me for a moment, but it was probably a good problem. It was a memory from the past that was not worth thinking about until now.

From the beginning, someone’s original work was meaningless in his life. There are only Miss Holmes and Professor Moriarty.

Therefore, he will never go to the waterfall. That’s what I thought until now. No, he didn’t even think about defeat.

But now?

But Moriarty could not answer that question. Because right after that, her head started hurting like it was going to split.

And at the same time, faint sunlight began to appear in the dark field of vision. She blinked her eyes without realizing it, but even such an obvious action was painful and exhausting. So she moaned softly without realizing it.

But when Moran, who was by Moriarty’s side as if he were his own body, realized that small movement, she raised her voice without realizing it.

“Master?”

“… What… What is… ….”

“Master, you are awake! Uh… “Get a doctor quickly!”

“Ah… you.”

While Moran was unable to hide her happy expression and tried to leave her, Moriarty struggled to open her mouth. She moved so slowly that it was difficult to use her mouth, which had not been open for so long.

Fortunately, Moran was still a hunting dog that faithfully obeyed his commands, and even though she looked at her owner with concern, she listened to her owner’s command and stopped.

No, rather, he supported Moriarty, who was trying to get up from the bed, and checked his condition.

Moriarty could tell from her body that quite a bit of time had passed. His body, which could already be said to be weak, had become slightly weaker.

No matter how old he was, he had been unconscious for a long time, so he could only blink and remain silent for a long time. Peony waited silently for her master. However, he had no choice but to raise his voice again without realizing it when he heard the owner’s voice muttering in vain.

“It might be better to die.”

“Master!”

Fortunately, Moriarty smiled wryly as if it was still a joke. However, he had to close his eyes for a moment to the rudeness of Moran, who hugged him fiercely with tears in her eyes.

No, it might be better that way. Now that he knew that Porok was a traitor, even Moran couldn’t completely trust him.

But at the same time, I had to accept the fact that the hunting dog that I could use and that I could definitely trust was Moran.

“Peony.”

“Yes, master.”

“How long has it been since I collapsed? “Don’t lie, tell me the truth.”

“… About 13 days, master……. “For now, I moved from the hospital to my home, but I still had to quickly call a doctor for a check-up.”

“Peony.”

Moran was silent again, waiting for Moriarty to open his mouth. Moriarty whispered, stroking the back of Moran’s head as she hugged him, as affectionately as a lover’s touch.

“Listen carefully, Peony. Long time… Because I want to go on a trip together. Together… Are you going to do it?”

“… Yes?”

“Go out and prepare the things I tell you to do. ASAP. Because I have to go to Paris sometime today. Of course, I must not be found out that I am awake. Okay, Moran?”

“Owner… sir?”

No matter how much Moran woke up, she couldn’t help but look puzzled at Moriarty, who was making unintelligible sounds. However, Moriarty coldly called Moran out once again, and Moran, who belatedly came to her senses, went outside.

Peonies will do well. Moriarty thought. Because he believed in her abilities.

But at the same time, she laughed again without realizing it. Because she couldn’t trust her own abilities for a moment.

How should I handle the log?

No, he shook her head. It was not because she forgave the traitor or thought that her own judgment might have been wrong. Unfortunately, there was no time to deal with the porog right away.

He had to painfully accept, like swallowing a lump of burning coal, the fact that he could not do anything for an inordinately long time, and the possibility that perhaps he had indeed been defeated by his student.

Of course, without realizing it, Moriarty’s hand was trembling with anger and shame.

Like this, he had to leave London and England. That was enough time for his own protégé to plot something with his collaborators.

What if that’s not the case? If not, that’s good, but even so, it wouldn’t be a problem. Literally, it was enough to just treat it as an impromptu trip and vacation with Moran.

It was okay to confirm the problem after crossing the Strait of Dover and moving to France. But what if it’s really over?

Moriarty, still unable to face the possibility of defeat, did not bother to answer the question. Even if that were the case, he could never let his student win.

It was childish behavior, but he didn’t care.

How much time has passed? James Moriarty continued to lie on the bed, anxious but trying to appear calm as he waited for Moran.

Because he was afraid that Holmes’ surveillance might notice that he had woken up. Of course, he tried to act calm.

Moran couldn’t help but feel confused and strangely happy at the same time.

He was confused because he did not understand his master’s commands. And at the same time, the trip with his master, just the two of them, felt like a honeymoon, so he couldn’t help but feel good without realizing it.

But it was definitely a strange thing. The master’s command felt as if the two were running away.

Such a thing was unbecoming of the master. Running away was something only the weak did, and the master was not a weak person.

When Moran returned to the bedroom after getting ready, he could see his master still lying on the bed like a patient.

Without realizing it, Moran handed over the mokuldae and calmly reported to the master.

But she no longer saw her master as a strong man. For a moment she seemed like the underdog, weaker than her, but she tried to believe it was her own illusion.