Ch.276Side Story – The Adventures of Isaac Adler (10)

About 3 hours after Adler left the mansion and encountered Microny.

“Hehe, I didn’t expect such a cute mosquito to be hiding here.”

“Urghhhh.”

“Fortunately, my informants stationed in Switzerland detected something suspicious. I almost missed a good opportunity.”

Instead of her usual cool expression, Microny sits in an armchair with her legs crossed, her face slightly flushed, whispering in a gentle voice.

“That’s not… mmm. That’s not right, Adler?”

She’s specifically addressing Adler, who is kneeling between her legs with his head bowed.

“Pfft. No, well…”

“…Did I tell you to stop sucking?”

“…Slurp.”

“That’s right. Mmm, ahh…”

As the stimulation from below begins again, Microny lets out a slight nasal sound, leans back in the armchair, takes a puff from her pipe, and makes a happy expression.

“So, why were you all tormenting our cute Adler?”

“……”

“Why is everyone silent?”

After filling the room with smoke, she suddenly glances sideways at Lady Clay, Silver Blaze, and Moran who were kneeling beside her, and asks in a cold voice.

“Huff… huff…”

Incidentally, Poppy of Baskerville, who had betrayed everyone as soon as a stronger person appeared and was now lying next to Microny with her belly exposed, panting, was the exception.

“This isn’t the Diogenes Club, so I don’t understand why everyone is keeping their mouths shut.”

“……”

“…So hurry up and say something, anyone.”

As Microny’s narrowed eyes began to open slightly, revealing a dangerous glint, Moran, who had been silent all along, finally gathered courage to speak.

“H-honestly. If Microny had the chance, you would have kidnapped and fucked him too!”

“…Huh?”

“You’re literally fucking him right now!!!”

As Moran’s frustrated scream echoed through the room, a momentary silence fell over the mansion.

“Is it our fault that this bastard, who looks so damn tempting, finally got his karma after doing nothing but pissing everyone off?!”

“…Silver Blaze doesn’t understand complicated things. Just want to fuck master one more time.”

Lady Clay and Silver Blaze’s agreements added harmony to the echoes reverberating through the mansion.

“It seems there’s some misunderstanding.”

In the slightly hostile(?) atmosphere, Microny continued speaking with a slight eye-smile.

“You said I would have kidnapped and fucked him if I had the chance. That’s a misunderstanding.”

“That’s a lie…”

“…How about developing the habit of listening to the end of what someone is saying, Moran?”

She reveals a terrifying killing intent while smiling at Moran who tried to interrupt her.

“……”

Although Moran usually talked back to anyone except Professor Moriarty, this time she had no choice but to keep quiet.

Despite her smiling expression, Microny Holmes showing genuine killing intent looked as terrifying as the crazed Sharlotte or Professor Moriarty.

“Anyway, that’s a misunderstanding.”

“……”

“Because if I wanted to, I could have taken Adler away and fucked him alone anytime.”

As those intimidating words came out of Microny’s mouth, the atmosphere in the mansion suddenly became solemn.

“Sharlotte? Professor Moriarty? Have either of them ever seriously fought with me?”

“……”

“Hehe, they should be grateful that I’m not a particularly ambitious woman.”

While it might sound like boasting, everyone gathered there (including Adler, who was busy pleasing Microny) knew those words weren’t empty.

After all, Microny Holmes was the person Sharlotte Holmes acknowledged as smarter than herself.

Moreover, Sharlotte had publicly stated that if Microny Holmes hadn’t been physically limited or had shown even a slight interest in investigating and solving cases, she would have become an even more capable detective than herself.

Despite her lack of ambition, Microny Holmes occupied a position of power, moving the shadow government of England.

If she had seriously jumped into the bloody battle between Sharlotte and Professor Moriarty to create a love triangle, it was terrifying just to imagine what kind of bloodbath would have swept through London.

“Anyway, any more questions? If not, let’s get to the main point.”

“……”

“Would you all please step outside for a moment?”

Having quickly silenced the complaints, Microny made a request to everyone gathered in the house in an extremely gentle voice.

“Ugh, uuu.”

“…Tch.”

“Sniff.”

Of course, everyone gathered there knew it wasn’t a request but a threat.

“Yes, it’s good that everyone is being obedient. Good.”

As everyone reluctantly stood up and walked out of the house with dejected expressions, Microny saw them off with a slight eye-smile.

“Then I’ll also…”

“I never told you to leave.”

“…Gulp.”

Of course, Adler, who was trying to slip away from between her legs, was the exception.

*****

“Now, finally we’re alone.”

After Lady Clay, Silver Blaze, and Moran (including Poppy) had left the house, Microny gently stroked my cheek and spoke to me.

“Oh my, look at these dark circles. Those naughty children must have been quite cruel to you…”

“…Haha.”

“I didn’t tell you to stop sucking, did I?”

“…Slurp.”

As I tried to agree with her, I heard a cold voice from above and glumly bit into Microny’s plump flesh.

“Mmm. Now then. I have a proposal for poor you.”

After letting out another satisfied moan, Microny suddenly made a proposal to me.

“I can guarantee you a safe residence, funds, and freedom.”

“…?”

“…In return, work under my desk once a week.”

Honestly, when I first heard those words, I perked up my ears quite eagerly.

“And stop meeting Sharlotte and the Professor from now on.”

But as her conditions increased, I realized I couldn’t accept her proposal.

“Final condition. Get me pregnant at least once.”

I was certain that the moment I accepted this proposal, London—no, the entire world—would be swept up in a bloodbath.

I couldn’t break the peace(?) I had sacrificed myself to achieve just for my own comfort.

“I’ve decided to name the son Mycroft Holmes. Oh, that’s right. What should I do if it’s a girl?”

To be honest, I was afraid I couldn’t handle Microny if she became a yandere.

“If you don’t like the proposal, you can stop sucking and get up.”

“…!?”

“Oh my, you’re not getting up?”

So even though I tried to gather courage to stand up, I couldn’t.

“Very well. That means you want to get me pregnant?”

Microny was applying pressure with her legs to prevent me from getting up.

Of course, since Microny was quite frail, breaking free from that so-called “daisuki hold” wasn’t particularly difficult.

But the problem was not knowing what would happen the moment I stood up.

“…Sigh.”

But having come this far, I decided to take a gamble and quietly extended my hand to Microny’s waist.

“…Eek?”

And when I pinched her side slightly, Microny’s eyes widened and she released the pressure from her legs.

“…What are you doing?”

Although she asked me in a cold voice again, that reaction reminded me of one fact.

“What do you think?”

Microny Holmes suffers from congenital anorgasmia.

And she can only feel stimulation through me.

Moreover, she quite enjoys it.

“You, what are you…”

There was only one conclusion that could be drawn from these facts.

*Slap!*

Microny Holmes is a true masochist.

“…Huh?”

After slapping Microny Holmes’s cheek with all my might, I desperately uttered what might have been my last words, hoping my deduction was correct.

“Take off your clothes, you bitch.”

“…Are you in your right mind?”

“Shut up and strip.”

The slight twitch and upward curl of Microny Holmes’s lips upon hearing those words was something I thought best to pretend not to have seen.

*****

About an hour later.

“…?”

“…Eck.”

“…Huh?”

Lady Clay, Silver Blaze, and Moran, who had been crouching outside the house with gloomy expressions, couldn’t believe their eyes when they saw Microny and Adler coming out through the door.

“…♥”

Microny Holmes, with handprint marks on her face, reddened and swollen, and even finger marks on her neck, was leaning on Adler’s shoulder with a rather modest expression.

“…Haah.”

In that situation, Adler, whose dark circles under his eyes had grown even darker, let out a deep sigh and said:

“Life really isn’t easy.”

It was the moment Issac Adler gained his first ally since his escape.