Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability-Chapter 223: The Valley of Fear (6)

“Ugh…”

As I hoisted myself up, my mind still clouded and hazy, the scene I witnessed was truly as bizarre as it could get.

“Heugh…”

- Twitch, twitch…

The gang members I had been with for the past few days were all lying on the floor, twitching.

What on earth had happened here?

Had we been attacked?

“Ugh…”

“Gah, that surprised me.”

As I glanced around, my mind failing to comprehend the scene before me, I was suddenly startled by the twitching sensation I felt in front of me and stared at the source.

“This, it’s finally…”

- Brrrrr…

“…..???”

It was only then that I discovered the leader of Scowrers, naked under an overturned blanket, her body still convulsively violently.

… What’s going on?

I tried to recall my memories, but my head throbbed painfully, making it hard for me to even think.

I remembered up to the point of readjusting my disguise in the room…

“Ah.”

As I racked my brain, a sudden bout of cold sweat began beading my head.

Yeah, while I was adjusting my disguise, the gang members who had unintentionally breached through the door had caught me in my male appearance.

And then…

I was so nervous, I drank the water in front of me.

My thoughts reached that point and I turned my gaze to a desk a little farther away, finally realizing what had happened.

… It wasn’t water, was it?

What I had drunk was not water, but inhumanely potent whiskey.

Since the room had been lent to me by the gang, they probably hadn’t cleared away their alcohol and left it as it was, and it seemed that I had blacked out after drinking it.

The question is, what happened in the meantime…

- Swoosh…

As I curiously scratched my head about what could have possibly occurred during the time I had blacked out,

“M-Mr… Adler.”

The leader next to me, who had been twitching till now, quietly lifted her head and began muttering in a low voice.

“Sorry for… messing around…”

“……?”

What does he mean by ‘messing around’?

“I won’t fight back anymore… so please stop thrusting…”

What on earth was she talking about?

In a group of tough women like that, I’d likely be on the receiving end of the leader, not the other way around. I should be getting dominated, not dominating others but… ɽäꞐ𝙤ＢΕś

“I-I’ll even beg, yes, I will beg right now…”

But somehow, the leader, her abs now clearly visible, was assuming a posture of submission that only a dog might show.

“I understand, so please, put on some clothes.”

“… Earlier, you said females should stay undressed. That we are only good for showing off our bodies.”

“Haaa…”

“Huuuu.”

As the headache that was slightly improving began to recur, I exhaled deeply and covered her with the blanket beside me.

“”……….””

“… Oh dear.”

But suddenly, I felt a stir from the side and when I turned my gaze, an even more bizarre scene unfolded.

Not only the members who had collapsed on the floor earlier, but all the members of the Scowrers, including the officers, were kneeling before me, their faces flushed.

What the hell was going on here?

“Yo-You defeated the boss…”

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“Th-The position of the leader goes to the strongest…”

“You’re the boss now…”

As I quietly tilted my head in confusion, the member with dishevelled hair at the front and another with bite marks on their neck and shoulders whispered in a barely audible voice.

“This is insane.”

Had I, in a drunken stupor, really subdued all these women and became the gang leader?

Is this really alright?

“Uh, um… so…”

Still unable to distinguish whether this was a dream or reality, I scratched my head for a while before finally opening my mouth when I noticed the uneasy glances of the members.

“If I’m the boss… then you’ll listen to my command…?”

“Of course.”

“Good, then…”

Though I still couldn’t fully accept the situation, if this was not a dream but the reality, it was nothing less than a golden opportunity for me.

“The Scowrers will be disbanded as of today.”

As I murmured softly, the temperature of the room immediately plummeted.

“What did you just say?”

“Disband…?”

“That can’t be…”

As the kneeling women, who were not collapsed on the floor, began to murmur with chilling expressions, my spine also turned cold.

“Please.”

“Huuuu.”

“Say something. You’re the leader, aren’t you?”

In that situation, I poked the belly of the leader who had been under the blanket in a puppy posture up until then and made that request.

“These guys… just fuck them all…”

“This is crazy.”

At that abnormal response, I couldn’t help but clutch my head.

How am I supposed to deal with all of them, fuckkkk.

If I were drunk then it could have been possible, but what was I to do while I was completely sober?

In this state, dealing with these rough, muscled women would surely end in me getting beaten black and blue.

“Well… there’s no choice then.”

However, according to the Pinkerton Detective Agency’s request, I had to neutralize this organization.

Then, the only remaining method was clear.

“Everyone pack your bags.”

“”………?””

“You all have to immigrate to Britain by today.”

These guys, all of them, could be included in Moriarty’s forces without a problem.

This is what you would call disposing of the excess.

I’m sorry, Professor.

But they would make up the soldiers of your kingdom, Professor, so please understand.

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Congratulations, you have completed a quest.

Raising the danger level of the Organization to its maximum is deemed a success.

It was one of the toughest missions, but you managed to pull it off… somehow…

“… Oh.”

As the gang members started packing up busily, I stepped out into the courtyard for a breath of fresh air when a message from Miss System appeared before me.

There really is not much time left for us. Our time together is coming to an end.

“… Are you sad?”

Do you want to be discarded right before the end? Please moderate yourself before I am forced to do that.

I whispered to her, a faint smile tugging on my lips, but I was met with an immediate harsh response.

You were just a tool for expanding the probability of this world from the beginning.

“Wow.”

It wouldn’t matter even if you disappeared now.

However, contrary to such cold responses, the last word was written in the smallest font he had seen the system write.

- Spin…

And noticing that itself, Miss System rolled the window away from me before I could say anything.

Well, whatever… That’s that.

“…….?”

Since you’ve cleared a particularly difficult mission, I’ll reward you.

Then, Miss System, still in that state, sent a message from behind and suddenly made an unexpected suggestion.

“A reward…?”

Why, don’t you want to receive it?

“No… I’m just curious why you are giving a reward now when there are still a few quests left.”

This left me momentarily perplexed, my head tilting to the side.

“… Perhaps, this is your way of giving me something for the end?”

With a doubtful expression, I asked that question and started to slowly scrape the system window with my fingers.

… Tell me what reward you want.

“Oh, is it really true.”

Just tell me.

Surprisingly, Miss System did not deny it outright, just urged me with a bold font.

“Um… then…”

Well, considering it wasn’t a bad opportunity, I decided to throw in the wish I had been longing for all this time.

“Please give me a drug that can extend my life.”

That’s not possible.

“I mean a drug so effective that even someone on their last days could easily live to be about 100 years old.”

I told you it’s not possible.

Of course, Miss System firmly refused my wish.

“Even if I set a condition that it won’t work on me but on others?”

That’s…

“Then there shouldn’t be any problem, right?”

After my continued insistence, she seemed to contemplate for a moment.

What do you intend to use it for?

Almost persuaded, she finally threw that question at me.

“Well, you see…”

Since Miss System was the only entity I could fully disclose my plan, I openly shared my thoughts without omission.

Idiot.

With that single word, Miss System vanished right before my eyes.

“Definitely a tsundere.”

All the while, a white pill had been placed in my hand.

- Swoosh…

Smiling briefly, I carefully tucked it into my breast pocket.

“Is everything over now?”

“… What exactly did you do inside?”

A smile tugged on my lips when I spotted Lupin, waving her hands, and Watson, wearing a disgusted face, coming toward me from the distance.

“Nothing much, really.”

“No, I heard all sorts of moaning sounds, and a few women even came up to me complaining of stomach cramps…”

“Well, let’s start moving.”

It was time to dash towards the final stage of the plan.

“Adler, where do you think you are going?”

“Huh?”

“You’re supposed to go to the Castle of Cagliostro with me, remember? Isn’t it a breach of contract if you don’t?”

Of course, to do that,

“We need to get out of here safely first, right?”

“Huh?”

I would have to first escape the pursuit of the women who were hot on my wheels, their infused mana within me kicking up a storm as they drew closer and closer towards me.

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A few days later, at the Diogenes Club in London,

“… Haaa.”

As usual, Mycrony Holmes was sprawled on the sofa, reading the newspaper with a bored expression, when she began to mutter, breaking the club’s rule of silence for the second time in all of its existence.

“Look at this…”

The letter that had just been delivered to her was reflected in her eyes. It included the presumed address of the sender’s hideout.

Come play with me.

- Your Vampire.

Considering the postscript and the small vampire doodle next to it, it was quite clear who had sent it.

“… He’s just begging to be stolen at this /genesisforsaken