Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

In the morning, Ursula had just stepped out of the gate of the witch's residence when she saw a familiar figure.

This is a guy who, as usual, should not appear, at least not now.

Ursula looked at the awakened street full of houses and fireworks, and then at the resident behind him, who was about to fall asleep, and decided to treat the other party as air this time.

"Ursula~"

But the other party obviously didn't realize Miss Witch's tolerance for him, not only didn't dodge, but also approached him generously.

"Are you free today? Do you want to go for a stroll in the park together?" This little Mr. Holmes, who was dumped just a few days ago and was almost locked in a dark room by his ex-fiancee last night, seemed to have lost his memory, and said affectionately Try to get close to her.

"What knocked your head?" Ursula took a step back, distanced herself from the other party, and looked at Eric with extreme vigilance. The other party's mental state is very good today, and she doesn't look like she has been hit by setbacks at all.

Not only that, but it's more...fancy.

Ursula withdrew her eyes from the champagne-colored champagne in the pocket of the opponent's jacket, and seriously warned this guy with an unusually bright smile:

"We have broken up now, and we are still hostile, Mr. Detective~"

"Have I agreed to break up?" The half-elf took a step forward, took out the rose from his pocket, raised his hand and inserted it into the girl's bun.

"...I'm sorry, for things like feelings, one-sided shattering is the end."

"Generally speaking, although I have objections to the unilateral disintegration, but for the sake of our pleasant communication today ~ why do we say we are hostile positions?" Eric wisely skipped about Ursu The question of how much of Ra's feelings for him was left, was simply changed from another subject.

"...What the hell are you going to do again." Ursula gave him a suspicious look: "You better find out, half the people in this station behind me hate you so much, so now say you and them are Stand aside and no one will believe you."

"And..." Ursula took the flower off her head and threw it back on Eric: "This situation made me wonder if you couldn't find other partners because of your bad reputation in London. , just stared at me on the train."

"A little bumpkin from the countryside who doesn't know what you are like in the heart of a London witch..." Ursula said while staring at the expression of little Sherlock Holmes, and she found that the other party was silent for a while.

"Did I guess right?"

"No, I guessed wrong." The half-elf said solemnly, "Am I such a casual person?"

"..." Ursula glanced at him.

"Don't mention Sherlock's fake engagement operation, he was in the process of handling the case, and I didn't receive any commission when I met you."

"Oh..." Ursula said dryly, walked around him and continued to move forward. This guy is so good at rhythm, she almost got into a quarrel with him here.

"Aren't you curious why I said that I am not hostile to you?"

"I'm not curious. I've thoroughly reviewed the fact that my curiosity provoked you last time, and I've been crying about it every night." Ursula walked past him and raised her hand to beckon the carriage.

"You have already become a high-level executive of the association, why do you still take a taxi? According to the financial situation of the Witch Association as far as I know, it should be enough for you to have a special carriage for travel, but you have no plan to use it."

"Are you going to do something that the association cannot know?"

"Get out of the way." Ursula pushed him away, and got into the carriage, but it was no use, the half-elf followed her into the carriage with great deftness, and sat opposite her with the utmost cheekiness.

"Let's go to Big Ben."

Before Ursula could reprimand him, he called out the destination to the coachman.

"...you." Ursula, who was directly called out today's destination, looked at him in surprise.

"You should be going to visit Miss Rose today to observe the situation of their clock tower, and then in the afternoon to meet those witches who are not resident in the association's list, right?"

"Is that reasoning?" asked Ursula.

"No, it's because I learned something, so I knew your plan in advance."

"I didn't tell anyone about this plan."

"However, if I know who is leading you to do this, then the plan will be easy to find out." Mr. Detective smiled.

"Mrs. Luna was very low-key at first, until she suddenly became the president five years ago. She joined the association 17 years ago. Before that, her personal experience was blank, as if she just popped out of nowhere."

"So, what do you want to say?" Knowing Eric's habit of lying, Ursula was unmoved.

"I didn't mean to lie to you, Ursula." The young detective's tone was very sincere: "After you got angry this time, I deeply reviewed my behavior and thought that I did do many things wrong. I believe your It’s one thing to have the ability to be successful, but it’s another thing not to tell you the plan and make you worry on purpose.”

"You are my lover, so you can be my chess player, or my partner who dances with me on the chessboard, but you should not be a member of my chessboard."

"I'm too proud." He said: "Your response to me, the tacit understanding between the two of us, not only made me immersed in happiness, but also gave me an illusion."

"I think I can still act as recklessly as before." Eric's eyes gradually darkened, and his tone became more serious.

"I gave you the necklace of the contract, but I forgot that I was also bound in this relationship."

"Restraint." Ursula couldn't help raising her voice: "I really wronged you~ Mr. Detective."

"You may think my words are inappropriate, but this is indeed a bondage, and it is also for you." Eric did not stop the conversation because of Ursula's shame, but leaned forward and held her hand hand continued.

"Sherlock..." Ursula wanted to shake off the claws of this ignorant half-elf, but he mentioned her uncle's name, which made her pause and prick up her ears.

To tell the truth, she really wanted to know what Dr. Watson and Mr. Holmes thought of her "rebellious" behavior.

But what Eric continued to say was not the content, but it also prevented her from continuing to try to shake off the other party's hand.

"Sherlock once said that his feelings would affect his work, so he decided to be a celibate, but in fact..." Eric looked Ursula in the eyes and continued: "The relationship between our two lovely uncles The friendship between them is also fiery, he claims that he is absolutely rational every day, but in fact the friendship has made his emotional side stronger and stronger."

"You know, he's the one I've learned to observe since I was a child, so..."

"So." Ursula looked at him.

"I said that I decided to be different from him, to be a detective with love, but in fact, I was deeply affected by his relationship with his partner, and I forgot a very important thing."

Ursula looked at the other's ears that had turned red suddenly, and suddenly felt bad.

"Even a friend who can live and die together is different from a lover." Eric said quickly: "For example, if a person travels far away, a friend will feel at ease when he confirms your safe return, while a lover otherwise."

"Maybe from the moment you set off, that heart was taken away together. I felt it during the two days you left Baker Street." The half-elf shimmered in the dimly lit compartment, looking extremely clear Silver eyes looked at her: "I'm sorry, Ursula, I was wrong. This is the last time to worry you, and I will not do anything dangerous without telling you from now on."

"..."

Facing this sincere apology from the heart, Miss Witch was very moved, and then...

He gave the other party a chestnut and said: It's late, there is no way to get back together.

"Oh... is it really not possible?" The half-elf looked up at Ursula standing on the car with a pitiful look.

"Let's not say that I just broke up with you two days ago, and you coaxed me back. Do I have face, and will I give you the illusion that I am particularly easy to fool." The witch did not go to the carriage and tried to help her Eric's hand she got off the carriage, she directly lifted the hem of the skirt, and jumped off the carriage neatly.

"Our present position is not suitable for being together, Mr. Holmes."

"The law enforcers of Avalon who specialize in clearing up the relics of the old times and the witch who is suspected of being the reincarnation of the old gods, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to have any ambiguous relationship. Besides, even if you say you surrender because you love me too much, there is no one in the association. will believe you."

"So..." Ursula turned around and glanced at Eric who was following her: "Stop following me, and investigate your own case, Mr. Detective."

"Instead of seeking a normal reunion with me, you might as well count on me to catch you in the basement of the station on a whim to have a sadomasochistic relationship." Miss Witch raised Mr. Detective's chin slightly with the handle of her parasol, speaking in a tone that was definitely not friendly sneered.

"That should be enough, right?" Ursula thought, after all, the "gentlemen" of this era are very concerned about face and dominance.

"Eric, he should also..."

"I think you can take me away now, but I don't want to live in the basement, it's too far away from you, can I apply to live on the carpet in your bedroom?" The young detective asked.

"what."

Ursula's pupils trembled, what happened to Eric, this guy is no longer a problem with deep routines, he has evolved, and he can say such shameful words.

"You really have a broken head, right?" Ursula looked at the half-elf who was much taller than her with an indescribable expression.

"How did you become so... not reserved."

"Still..." She stood on tiptoe and looked at the silver chain around the other party's neck. It was Eric from this timeline.

"I am sincere." Little Holmes couldn't help laughing when he saw that Ursula's face was turning red.

In fact, the color of his ears is not much better, but this guy just straightened his hat, deliberately buttoned it a little deeper, and half-hid the tips of his ears.

"I already know that Mrs. Luna is actually a puppet made by Mrs. Watson, the same as your Miss Black Rose and the blonde who was bought by Hook."

"Speaking of which, you have always said that these magical dolls that can be injected with spiritual power to operate remotely, and even act independently according to the personality of the host's memory, are custom-made by someone. That person is actually Mrs. Watson, right?"

"Otherwise, that blond-haired doll wouldn't be kept in your parents' home in Egypt. It can only mean that it was completed by your mother in Egypt."

"... so confident."

"Of course, after all, we've known each other for so long, and you didn't intend to introduce him to that magical magic item maker. Obviously, I also have a balance that needs to be repaired."

"It's out of character for you to care deeply about your family."

"...Excuse me, you don't count now, and you didn't really count as "family" before." Ursula said indifferently.

"It's really hard to start from the beginning..." Eric shrugged with a smile: "But, Ursula, you must stand with me this time."

"Why on earth are you so confident!" Ursula gave him a surprised look. It couldn't be that her breaking up really drove Holmes crazy!How can this be!

"I said earlier that I have awakened, and I cannot be the one who controls the rhythm of both parties in love, but in this incident, we have no choice but to be on the chessboard controlled by others."

"For those watching the game, it doesn't matter which side wins, he just needs to achieve his goal." At this point, Mr. Holmes took out a fifty-pence coin and tossed it up, and then caught it.

Ursula stopped, turned, and narrowed her eyes a little.

"Don't play charades, since you said you must be sincere, then tell me everything..."

"If you were in my father's position, what kind of existence do you think the parties in London and London are like? Excluding the magical creatures that most ordinary people can't touch, the self-proclaimed law enforcement officer who can freely travel back and forth between London and London What is the existence of the paladin organization in China, what is the existence of those alchemists who always make some supernormal products, what about those guys in the Mage Tower and the Witch Association who are still keen to summon strange creatures in this era? kind of existence."

"According to a report I read from my father, there are already hundreds of magical societies that are not registered but are operating in secret."

"Among them, a third of them really caused something to happen."

"You know what my father's job is, Ursula."

"Just to mention, your parents and my parents are actually old acquaintances. The earliest time they met was actually before we were born."

"I have more information here, about your past and your future, do you want to hear it?" The half-elf stretched out a hand and smiled brightly.

"..."

Ursula stared at the other's slender fingers, and suddenly felt that the temptation was a little too big.