Chapter 23: Quite the Sight

Chapter 23: Quite the Sight

– BANG!!

As the previously closed reception door swung open, Charlotte Holmes entered the room in haste. A brief silence thus permeated the room with her entrance.

“...You’re here, Charlotte.”

“It seems that the client has already left.”

Soon after, Mycrony began swiftly fixing the buttons of her disheveled blouse, while Isaac Adler averted his gaze in a rush while wiping the corner of his lips.

“What on earth...”

Charlotte posed a question looking at Mycrony while scrutinizing them intently.

“...What were you two doing sitting together like that?”

“Mr. Adler expressed his wish to join the Diogenes Club.”

“So, we were just filling out the membership application Miss Holmes.”

Their responses flowed naturally, akin to water.

Even if the one asking was prone to bouts of paranoia, their answers were convincing enough for an individual to nod in agreement.

“..........”

Had her sister not been blushing up to her ears and wearing an expression like that of a girl she’d never seen before with clear bite marks on her neck, Charlotte might have unconsciously nodded as well.

“What’s wrong?”

The flustered Adler, who had been stared at intently by Charlotte for quite some time, tilted his head and asked her the question when she approached him.

“...Miss Holmes?”

Charlotte, grabbing Adler’s arm and pulling him up from his seat, ushered him out of the room, not replying to his words.

“Stay there for a moment.”

Leaving that command, she quietly closed the door.

“.............”

Back in the silence of the room, Charlotte, who had been staring intently at her sister, began to speak in haste.

“You orchestrated people to sneak me out didn’t you, sister?”

To which Mycrony just silently nodded.

Seeing her sister’s face still flushed with heat, Charlotte posed a question in a cold voice with a furrowed brow.

“In here, what exactly did you do with Adler?”

At that question, Mycrony went wide-eyed and shifted her gaze for a moment.

“...Charlotte.”

She began to whisper in a soft voice, resting her chin on her hand...

“I never imagined I’d have to say this to my adorable and beloved younger sister...”

Recalling the most intense moments of her tasteless life.The debut release of this chapter happened at Ñøv€l-B1n.

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“Hmm...”

Up until the moment Isaac Adler leaned in, Mycrony felt nothing out of sorts.

The unfolding events were merely one of the dozens of scenarios she had played out in her mind.

‘Even so, I probably won’t feel anything.’

However, even if it was Isaac Adler who had half the women of London under his grasp, she was sure that he couldn’t satisfy her.

Because just like her sister, Mycrony Holmes too bore a ‘curse’.

“I’m sorry, but I’m already married to England.”

Because of that curse, Mycrony could not easily feel stimulation or amusement in anything. In other words, she was born with inherent apathy and anhedonia.

The only things she had genuine interest in were her beloved homeland England and her adorable younger sister— Charlotte.

By managing an entire nation like England and forcing herself into its busy routine, she could somewhat alleviate her boredom and apathy.

And observing her sister, an entity that was somewhat on par with her on the scale of intelligence was quite an intriguing pastime.

“That’s why, regrettably...”

Hence, for her... Isaac Adler was an obvious target for elimination.

Although they were nearing a state of ennui, Adler was still a threat to the interesting state of England.

Moreover, just a few days ago, he had even bewitched her only adorable and beloved sister.

Truly, he deserved the nickname of the fox that ensnared London— the quintessential playboy.

She had given him a chance, a mere 5 minutes in the hope that maybe he could entertain her as well. But watching his actions, she felt the conclusion was already evident.

“The methods you’ve always employed will never work...”

It meant that a man named Isaac Adler would vanish from London today.

“You should be my blood bag.”

“Pardon?”

However, her conclusion which seemed undoubtedly unchangeable...

– Sigh.

“......?”

Unexpectedly, the moment Adler, with his eyes dyed in a deep shade of red, bit into her slender neck... the conclusion she had drawn slowly began to crumble.

She began to blink slowly, feeling a sudden emptiness at her neck.

“.........”

Adler, after licking his lips and lowering his head, looked directly into her eyes.

“Five minutes have passed, Miss Mycrony.”

With a dazed expression, Mycrony looked blankly at Adler, absorbing his words with all her being.

“...Have you now come to understand why you cannot kill me?”

Still gripping her arms, Adler added those words, prompting the previously hidden glint in Mycrony’s eyes to emerge once more.

“I’m sorry, but I’m neither convinced nor satisfied.”

A cold voice then flowed from her lips.

“...However.”

Just as Adler, hearing her tone began to close his eyes in resignation.

“Five minutes haven’t passed yet.”

Once again, her quiet meticulous reasoning began to fill the air.

“..........”

Adler, looking perplexed at her statement, lost words upon seeing the time on the clock she pointed to.

“It’s only 12:10.”

“..........”

“There’s still about 55 minutes until 1:05.”

While naturally, she should’ve been averse to the pain, for the first time in her life, Mycrony wasn’t in a position to shy away from this sensation...

Regardless of what might come later, she wanted to be submerged in that intense stimulation right now.

“But continuing to bite might endanger your life.”

“Why so?”

“Your skin is so delicate that even if I bite the sturdiest part of your neck, your blood vessels might not hold up.”

To her surprise, Adler started to explain himself— beads of cold sweat forming on his brow in the process.

“Then, I suppose you can just avoid the lower part of the neck.”

“Excuse me?”

However, the determination of a woman experiencing immersion for the first time in her life was more terrifying than one might think.

“I never thought my ample flesh would come in handy.”

Just like her younger sister had been helpless to it before her.

– Rustle...

Charlotte entered the room after a brief moment from then.

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“...Your boyfriend is quite something.”

Mycrony, coming out of her reverie and fully opening her eyes for the first time in a long while spat out a sentence that seemed almost unbelievable coming from her.

“What?”

To Charlotte, who momentarily wore a stunned expression, Mycrony added in a faint voice.

“I want to try it too.”

“...You’ve lost your mind.”

The dark gazes of the two sisters silently intersected in mid-air.

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Outside the reception as the tension eased and I felt deflated, a welcome message popped up before my eyes.

– Probability of Assassination — 69% → 33%

“Huh?”

Judging by that, it seemed I was quite adept at thinking on my feet.

Warning!

– Probability of Confinement — 40% → 60%

– Probability of Abduction — 25% → 50%

“...Oh.”

But not in a good way it seemed.

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