Becoming Professor Moriarty’s Probability

After staring blankly at the officer for a while, I forced a smile and opened my mouth again.

“Or am I misunderstanding something? Perhaps you meant you wanted to adopt a child?”

“That’s not it.”

But before I could finish my sentence, she shook her head in denial.

“I don’t want to adopt; I want a child that shares both our genetics.”

“……”

Hearing her words, I looked bewildered for a long while, then asked her with half-closed eyes.

“Did you eat something wrong?”

“No.”

“You know better than anyone that such powers don’t work on me.”

“Then why all of a sudden…?”

Unable to fathom why Lestrade was acting this way, I asked again with a puzzled expression, and Lestrade, looking emotionless, began to explain.

“I received a call from the police station this morning. The ship that Miss Charlotte Holmes had requested assistance with investigating had sunk overnight.”

“…It’s technically missing.”

“The only person capable of that would be you, who initially cooperated with Miss Holmes’s plan, wouldn’t it?”

Stunned by her unexpectedly sharp analysis, I remained silent, and Lestrade continued speaking softly.

“…The estimated loss of life is over hundreds. You managed to pull it off without batting an eyelid, even Holmes herself couldn’t do anything about it.”

“But if those guys hadn’t left a scar on my beloved wife’s cheek, none of this would have happened.”

Watching her carefully, I gently touched the small scar left near Lestrade’s left ear and murmured in a soft voice.

“…We’re having a serious conversation, so don’t throw flirtations now.”

“Ouch.”

Seeing the officer halt and stumble over her words momentarily made me think my flirtation had worked, but she quickly brushed off my hand and continued.

“When I received such a report, my only thought was one thing.”

“…And what’s that?”

“That I need to have your child as soon as possible.”

“But why does it come to that?”

Still not fully understanding her words, he wore a puzzled expression, and as he asked, the officer turned her cold face towards him.

“You are much more cruel, ruthless, and dangerous than I initially thought.”

“There…”

“Although there is a contract now, a single piece of paper no longer reassures me.”

“Officer…”

“So, I make one last proposal.”

She whispered softly into his ear.

“Make me pregnant today.”

“…….”

“By doing so, I intend to create a ‘weakness’ called ‘paternal affection’ in you. Of course, for the sake of peace in Britain.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Then, a silence began to flow between the two.

“If you refuse, I will get pregnant with your child by my own decision, so please be mindful.”

“Are you saying you would rape me?”

“Rape? We are a couple now. Rather, it’s a very commendable act that enhances national power.”

“…Sigh.”

Realizing her words were sincere as he gazed into her still brightly shining white eyes, he silently lamented over the judicial customs of the 19th century before speaking again.

“If that’s what you want, Officer, I don’t mind, but are you sure you’re okay with that?”

“Yes, I’m fine. I’ll take care of both childcare and earning money…”

“No, not that. To make a child, you know there are certain things we need to do.”

Then she started blinking blankly.

“Apart from that accident-like first kiss we had, you know we haven’t really had any proper physical contact, right?”

“I know.”

“I mean… do you even understand what sexual acts involve?”

“Oh, I do.”

Yet, she hesitantly replied, watching him carefully.

“I understand the concept, but… honestly, I don’t really know exactly what to do.”

Feeling a headache coming on, he sighed deeply and spoke.

“Are you sure you can handle it?”

“That I…”

“What if it goes wrong?”

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he whispered, prompting her to hesitantly answer his question.

“I’m okay.”

“Really?”

“…Because I like you.”

At that point, having nothing more to say, he determinedly stood up with the intention of making her give up this unreasonable plan halfway through.

“Don’t regret this later.”

“……..”

“I’ll do things my way from start to finish. Even if you beg me to stop, I won’t know.”

At that moment, the corners of the officer’s lips slightly curved upwards.

“That’s fine.”

“Because you like me?”

“You know well now without me having to say it.”

It must have been just his imagination.

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“…Excuse me, Mr. Adler.”

Shortly after, in a secluded alley located behind the increasingly dim park, rarely traversed by people.

“Why have you brought me here?”

Inspector Lestrade, whose arm was grasped and led there by Adler, turns his head quietly towards her as she throws a puzzled question at him.

“Lestrade.”

“……Hmm?”

Suddenly, Adler grabs her arms and pushes her against the wall.

“Are you suggesting we do it right here?”

“…….”

“…Although I am the one who suggested this today, it doesn’t seem like a good idea. It’s outdoors, and if people were to see us…..”

As he leans closer to her, Inspector Lestrade begins to mutter with a slightly flustered expression.

“Shut up.”

“…..Gasp.”

Adler, whispering coldly, silences Lestrade’s opinion and thrusts his tongue into her mouth.

- Crunch…!

“Uh, hmm…”

As Adler presses his body against hers and strokes her neck, she starts to twitch, her cheeks blushing slightly.

“Inspector, you have no right to argue with me now. Frankly, it’s you who wants a baby, isn’t it?”

“…Pffaha.”

“If you truly want to have a baby with me, from now on, you must unconditionally obey my orders.”

Struggling for breath, she quickly turns her head to the side, gasping for air, as Adler quietly wipes his mouth and begins whispering into her ear.

“If you resist even a little, I have no genes for you.”

“…….”

“You must persevere for the peace of London, Inspector.”

“…Understood.”

Then, catching her breath, she stands up straight and faces Adler.

“So, what should I do now?”

“Start by taking off your police uniform.”

“Here…?”

“I thought I told you not to argue.”

Eventually, with a heated face, she looks around cautiously and then begins to unbutton her uniform, following Adler’s command.

“Ah, just a moment.”

“……?”

“Before we start in earnest, try kissing me on your own.”

She then starts to look puzzled at Adler’s sudden request.

“Until now, it was always me initiating physical contact, wasn’t it? So, I need to check how sincere you are this time.”

“Ah…”

“If you can’t satisfy me quickly, a terrible misfortune might occur as this dense fog hiding us lifts by morning, so be careful.”

Then, Lestrade, biting her lip quietly and squinting her eyes, faced Adler who was looking at her.

- …smack.

She then cautiously pulled him by the waist and pressed her lips against Adler’s.

“Huh.”

Blushing, she started to nibble on Adler’s tongue slightly inside her mouth.

“”………””

Time passed.

- Gulp…

With Adler’s saliva fully in her mouth, she tilted her head back and slowly swallowed it down, closing her eyes tightly.

- Smack…

Watching Adler’s reaction for a moment, she then daringly kissed his neck and started softly licking it with her tongue.

- Squeeze…♥︎

“…….?”

Suddenly, she noticed something hard pressing against her lower abdomen and tilted her head in confusion.

“Now… that’s enough.”

Adler, stepping back slightly with a flinch, spoke in a low voice from the darkness, his cheeks flushed like hers.

“Where did you learn to do that?”

“I thought it might please you.”

“…….”

“Did it offend you?”

After a pause, Adler, avoiding her gaze, spoke again quietly.

“Let’s move on to the next step.”

“Understood. What should I do this time?”

He whispered quietly, swallowing dryly.

“Take off all the clothes you are wearing right now.”

“……..”

“And neatly fold both your police uniform and underwear beside you, then kneel down and lay on the floor as I instruct.”

In the darkness, Lestrade, looking steadily into Adler’s golden eyes, quietly nodded.

“I understand.”

Her smile creeping back up, and her heart throbbing wildly, a stark contrast to her usually professional demeanour.

- Thump, thump, thump…

And her gold eyes, hidden behind the coloured lenses she had been wearing for days, were veiled by the fog.

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“Th-this crazy…”

Meanwhile, at that time, miles away from Adler and Lestrade…

- Thus, under Adler’s command, Lestrade removed each piece of her uniform and underwear with her own hands.

- Under a particularly bright moonlit sky, she knelt before Adler, completely naked, neatly arranging the clothes she had just been wearing…

“What are you making a woman do now…?”

After days of hiding under the covers, Lovecraft finally mustered the courage to open his notebook for the first time in a long while, his face turning serious as he read the words appearing before him.

“Low, shameless! Pervert! Oriental!”

- And then, lying at Adler’s feet, she soon lifted her head and whispered towards Adler.

“This, this… lascivious and perverted…”

And then, she muttered curses in a low voice.

- “Please enjoy your meal.”

“…….”

However, upon hearing Lestrade’s provocative line, she stopped muttering.

- Swiftly…

She quietly blushed, then fixed her gaze downward and slipped her hand under the desk.

“…..Euh.”

And for a long time, the room was filled not with her muttering, but with monotonous onomatopoeia.