Miss Watson of the Sherlock Holmes

At the moment of being submerged in sea water, Ursula's body instinctively held her breath, but her thoughts went astray.

She watched the bubbles float in front of her eyes and felt the squeeze of the sea water. For a moment, many images of mermaids dragging sailors into the sea, and sea monsters stretching out their tentacles to sweep away the people on board flashed through her mind.

Although she thought a lot, the small theater in her head actually only took a few seconds in reality, and she only sank a few meters when she started to worry about ventilation.

The confinement on the ankle was loosened at once, and Ursula involuntarily floated up a little under the action of the water flow.

She looked towards the bottom of the sea in amazement, and as expected, there was only darkness, and the guy who pulled her into the sea could not be seen at all.Just when Ursula was about to display her almost non-existent swimming skills and was about to go to the surface to breathe first, a black shadow flashed in front of her eyes, and she felt a light pressure on the top of her head.

"Breathe." There was a chuckle in her ears, and an arm wrapped around her waist.

A little goblin-specific fluorescence lit up, and the sea water suddenly became transparent, and now she could see clearly that Eric was wearing an extremely funny red hat floating beside her, with a smile on his face.

Ursula took a breath tentatively, her eyes lit up, and it was really no different from the ground.

"What's this for?" She kicked him angrily, bringing up the current, although she had the red melo-maid hat that Holmes got from no one knew where, but because Ursula couldn't grasp it underwater The skill of the movement, so this kick has no strength.

"Didn't you say that you have to start over on the boat? So in order to keep the agreement, I want to chat with the lady witch I knew before boarding the boat, but that will only take you off the boat." Mr. Half-elf embraced her Spinning freely in the sea as if on a dance floor.

"What are you talking about?" Ursula played dumb.

"All the weird things you've been through since you got aboard," Eric said.

"Ah, you mean, meeting a suitor with an odd character who doesn't read the wink?" said Ursula curtly.

"Then do you like this kind of weirdness?"

"My uncle and I heard there was a murder plot," said Ursula at once, returning to business.

"When." Little Holmes was not disappointed when he didn't receive an answer, and his expression naturally returned to the business, as if the sweetheart's complaints about his strange character just now never happened at all.

"Not long after I got on the ship." Ursula recalled, and she told Eric the whole experience.

"Coincidentally, the same situation happened to me. One of the parties happened to be the Frenchman." Little Holmes said to her with a very interested expression.

"How likely is it that 'he' is the same person?"

"I'm more interested in whether that ruby ​​has anything to do with these plots." Ursula signaled Eric to let go of her, trying to control the balance in the sea, but unfortunately she underestimated the weight of the hat, after all It is a prop that allows the melo mermaid to sink in the deep sea and live normally on the bottom of the sea without being pushed up by buoyancy.

As soon as little Holmes let go, Ursula began to sink faster, but luckily the other party picked her up quickly.

"It's so difficult." She touched the feather-like hat.

"If you need to cooperate with breathing, I will teach you when you get off the boat." Eric said.

"So skilled, have you ever robbed the passing Melo?" Ursula asked in surprise.

"No, it was given to me by my mother. It was exchanged from the mermaid when she was young and traveling at sea." Eric replied generously. "My father wore them too."

Ursula was full of curiosity about the fact that Mycroft Holmes had used this supernatural item, but considering the current situation, it was not suitable for them to stay in the sea for too long, so she swallowed her curiosity.

"So you're going to intervene?" Ursula asked him affirmatively.

"Of course, aren't you also very interested in this, miss." The young detective smiled.

"The rare normal human case, of course I'm interested," said Ursula. "Since I accidentally heard it, whether it's a conspiracy caused by so-called revenge or greed, we, who call ourselves detectives, always need to find out the truth before the murder happens, don't we?"

"Then do we have to rely on our own abilities this time?" Eric asked with a smile.

"No, cooperate and cooperate." Ursula shook her head hastily. She didn't have the energy to cope with the pursuit of a silly and sweet Sherlock Holmes while also fighting wits with him.

"Then let's agree on a way of communication. After all, I still want to maintain my personality, right?" Little Holmes helped her tidy up her messy long hair.

"Then give me the hat and see you in the sea every two nights?" Ursula said.

"I don't think it's appropriate." Little Holmes actually didn't agree.

"Huh? Then what better way do you have?" Ursula asked in surprise.

""Of course it's writing letters!" The young detective said solemnly: "If I write you a love letter every day, then I can exchange the case in a fair manner. "

"Although there is no such strange character design of you, it is purely to satisfy your personal desires." Ursula black line.

"What do you think?" Little Holmes sank a little, his eyes were at the same level as Ursula's, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Do you hate love letters? I promise to write them seriously, really." Don't you want it?"

"I still think about it, after all, this is a necessary process for re-pursuing." Ursula said awkwardly. "But why can't we just chat in the sea?"

"Because..." Little Holmes laughed. "I don't want to do strenuous exercise like desperately chasing the boat every night!"

"what!"

Then Ursula remembered that when the two of them stopped at the bottom of the sea, the boat did not stop!!

Ursula, who felt that she was so stupid, was clumsily dragged by the half-elf who was extremely comfortable in the sea and hardly looked like a land creature. Using the element of wind, she caught up with the cruise ship that had traveled a long way .

"By the way. One more thing." Eric said suddenly.

At this time, in order to avoid the patrolling crew, they controlled the wind to support the two of them, clinging to the hull and floating under the railing on the bottom deck.

"what?"

"I'm going to collect my spoils."

Ursula, who stood on her feet and stared at the direction of the two lanterns on the deck, turned her head in confusion. She watched the young detective's face suddenly approaching, and then felt a warm and soft touch on her lips.

"..."

Ursula closed her eyes subconsciously. It wasn't until the strange touch left and her brain started to function again that she realized the other party's meaning. The prize for the winner of the apple game in Bruno's house was a kiss from her. .

"Such... this kind of prize, shouldn't someone give the prize instead of taking it by yourself?" Ursula took a step back, blood rushed to her face, she tried hard to control her hand that was about to move, so that it would not to touch lips.

"Ah, I'm taking the liberty." Little Holmes was taken aback by Miss Witch's clever response, but he quickly reacted and bowed slightly.

"Please also present me with a prize."

This sentence was full of ridicule, obviously Mr. Detective didn't take the hard-talking of the already red Miss Witch seriously.

"..." Ursula stared at little Holmes who showed no sign of shyness after kissing her for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him by the neckline.

In the astonished eyes of the other party, he raised his head and kissed him.

"Congratulations on your victory, Mr. Holmes." Ursula let go of her hand, and climbed up to the railing by herself, sitting on it and looking down at the shocked detective.

"Also, thank you for the hospitality." She showed a smile of a successful prank, and then trotted into the cabin while the staff were leaving.

Eric, who left a rare sluggish look, really froze in the air.

"It's really..." He didn't recover until Ursula's back completely disappeared.

The young detective covered his expression with his arms, but the blood-red color of the tips of his ears gave away his heart.

"Unreserved lady."

When Ursula rushed to the cabin with the attitude of a victor, she regretted it.Because this is the warehouse area on the ground floor, there is still a long distance from the deck where she lives.But don't even think about going back to the deck and flying up directly with magic. How could she turn back to face Eric after exhausting all her courage today to kiss and run away.

Sure enough, Mr. Holmes is right, love will affect IQ.

In self-disgust, she climbed up the stairwell under the cover of magic.When it was time to cover the deck, Ursula stopped suddenly, and she heard some strange movements.

"Have you taken the medicine yet?" a young female voice said.

"Yes, miss." A female voice, also very young, answered. "all the best."

The heat faded from Ursula's face, noticing the approaching footsteps, and she crouched cautiously in the corner of the grand staircase, melting into the shadows.

After a while, a blond girl walked into the stairwell holding up her skirt, and Ursula saw her face clearly through the light of the cabin corridor.

"what?"

Except for the difference in gender, it was almost the same face as the French youth Paul Duran who came to strike up a conversation during the day.