Becoming Professor Moriarty's Probability-Chapter 225: Gamble (2)
“Do I… really have to do this?”
Chewing on her lips for some time, lost in thought, Mycrony glanced at Isaac Adler and posed her question.
“Wouldn’t it be alright just to give me one? There’s no need to go this far…”
“Choose quickly.”
However, Adler ignored her words and firmly insisted her to make a decision.
“If you want to, you don’t have to choose at all.”
“……..”
“The choice is yours. I’m not forcing you, but… since you’re going to die within a month anyway, wouldn’t it be better to give it a try?”
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Hearing his words, Mycrony lifted her hand with a trembling heart.
“Umm…”
Soon her hand began to wander between the two pills.
Mycrony’s face, now as pale as a dead body, was covered in cold sweat.
“You really want to live, don’t you?”
“…….”
“It’s the first time I’ve seen Miss Mycrony’s face show so much desperation.”
As Adler mentioned, Mycrony’s expression was more rigid than ever.
“… Is this fun for you?”
For the first time since he had known her, she spoke to him in a cold voice and berated him harshly. It shocked him so much that the smirk had immediately vanished from his face and his lips thinned.
“You… you really are a devil.”
“………”
“Giving reason to someone who had no reason to live, and now gambling with their life. Isn’t that too vile, too evil?”
Mycrony continued to condemn him.
“Did you approach me with this intention from the beginning?”
“… Perhaps.”
“I always claim to know about everything in the world, yet I never managed to realise the malice you hold. I didn’t know I was so blind, so foolish.”
Mycrony, genuinely hurt, continued in a frigid tone as Adler averted his gaze.
“All this time, the professor, my sibling, everyone was just pawns to be played as you willed.”
“…….”
“I should have just killed you without regrets that day.”
There was a look of betrayal and hurt in Mycrony’s eyes as she continued speaking.
“Besides, if you can fool with someone’s life with something as precious as this, you must have a way to survive yourself, right?”
“Umm.”
“… I thought we were in the same boat.”
Mycrony, looking as if she had been betrayed by someone she loved, criticized Adler for a while.
“Haaaah…”
Sighing deeply after a while, she schooled her expression to her usual nonchalance.
“There are a few things I want to confirm before making a choice.”
Although she was colder and more business-like than usual, a leisurely smile was still playing on her lips.
“Do I really have to choose between just these two pills?”
“Yes.”
“What if I ignore your suggestion and eat both at the same time?”
“I’ve taken precautions for that scenario. If you ingest both, they will have no effect.”
“Guess splitting each pill in half and eating them would be the same?”
“I’ll stop you before that happens, so don’t worry.”
Upon hearing Adler’s response, Mycrony sighed and bowed her head.
“… I didn’t realise I could become this desperate.”
“…….”
“Or perhaps I’ve become foolish enough to ask the obvious over and over.”
As those words drifted out of her lips, silence ensued for a while in the hotel room.
- Thump, thump…
“Haaaah.”
Realising her heart was racing amidst the silence, Mycrony smirked and lifted her head.
“There was once a time when even a lethal dose of cocaine wouldn’t alter my heartbeat…”
Muttering, she reached out her hand again.
- Swoosh…
Her hand hesitated midway but then turned to the right.
“Have you made your decision?”
“… Yes.”
Mycrony nodded and picked up a pill, and at that moment, Adler’s lips curled into the faintest hints of a small smile.
“Even though it’s a game, it’s not very fun.”
“……..”
“… It would have been more interesting if it were a game where you had to eat the remaining pill.”
“As long as I’m having fun, that’s all that matters.”
Mycrony chuckled at that remark, withdrew her gaze from Adler, and examined the pill she had chosen.
“There’s still a chance. You can change your mind if you wish.”
“… No, it’s fine.”
Finally, rejecting Adler’s offer, she slightly opened her mouth.
“Are you really sure?”
- Swoosh…
Ignoring Adler’s words that rang by her ear, she tossed the pill into her mouth.
- Gulp…
Seconds later, the sound of the pill being swallowed echoed in the quiet room.
“Haah…”
Having made her choice that would dictate the difference between life and death, Mycrony closed her eyes and sighed deeply, her face tense.
“I never knew it could be so frustrating to be unable to see through something. If only my body was in better shape, I might have been able to even distinguish the poison you used.” ℞áƝỌ𝖇Èṥ
“……”
“… Forgive me, but I’m asking because this might be the last time.”
With those words, she posed a meaningful question to Adler.
“What exactly is your identity?”
As Adler tilted his head in confusion, Mycrony explained further,
“Are you a regressor? Or perhaps reincarnated?”
“Uh…”
“… Or maybe, possessed?”
At that moment, Adler’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
“It seems like one of those three for sure…”
However, Mycrony’s usually sharp gaze had become hazy, unable to catch on.
“Hmm…”
It didn’t take long for her to realize that her eyes were gradually closing.
“I must have… chosen the wrong… medicine…”
Mycrony’s body wobbled as she muttered in a trembling voice.
“My whole body… feels sooo heavy.”
“……”
“It was always heavy because of my chest…”
Gradually, her body began to lean towards the desk.
“I never… expected… to meet such an end…”
- Swoosh…
“I didn’t see this coming…”
Fortunately, her chest on the desk acted as a cushion, preventing her head from hitting the surface, but it didn’t stop her eyes from closing completely.
“So… what do you think?”
Still mustering the last of her strength, Mycrony left these words for Adler, who was still in front of her.
“Playing… with someone like me… as if I’m a toy… How was it?”
“……..”
“It… must have been fun, right…?”
But as Adler remained silent, tears began to well up in her eyes.
“Because of you… I don’t want to die anymore, but…”
From her lips, a slightly tear-soaked voice emerged.
“… This is too cruel.”
With those words, Mycrony’s speech abruptly cut off.
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Just as Mycrony’s consciousness had completely faded,
“… I wondered what was going on when you suddenly asked me to leave for a moment.”
Through the gap in the old door, Rachel Watson, her voice laden with deep disgust, began to mutter.
“This is the worst.”
- Swoosh…
“That despicable excuse of a human. I hope he just vanishes without leaving a corpse…”
However, she soon tilted her head in sudden contemplation.
… But then, why did he borrow the sleeping pills from me earlier?
Just as this question surfaced in Watson’s mind,
- Swoosh…
Adler, who had been quietly observing the unconscious Mycrony for a while, suddenly picked up the remaining pill.
“Uh?”
Soon after, he shoved the pill into Mycrony’s mouth and even helped her drink water from a glass beside him, causing Watson’s eyes to widen.
“Hehe.”
Amidst this, Adler, grinning as if pleased by something, began to withdraw the Cognitive Dissonance Magic he had secretly placed on Mycrony’s body, which started to regain vitality.
“… My death would be meaningless unless you survive.”
Then Adler, whispering in a low voice, picked up the limp Mycrony and laid her on the nearby bed.
“Now, then…”
Shortly after, Adler, with a much-relieved expression, began to move towards the door.
“… Ugggh.”
Abruptly, his face turned pale, and he collapsed right there.
“Kulk, kulluk…”
And then, gasping for breath with a pained expression, Adler began to cough.
“………”
Watson, watching this scene through the door gap, had a stunned expression as if she had been hit on the head with a hammer.
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After feeling good from a long overdue act of kindness, I tried to leave the room with light steps,
Warning! – Probability of being Raped — 1000%
“… What the hell?”
Faced with a sudden warning that screamed murder pop up right in front of me, I had no choice but to sit down right then and there.
Sorry, there seems to be an overflow.
Please wait a moment while I fix it.
Just when I was wondering why such a warning was appearing when I was about to disappear from the world soon, the system kindly provided guidance on the sudden overflow.
Well, I was sure I wouldn’t be raped by anyone at this point.
I may have already been forced on by Professor or Charlotte, but anyway, I consented to those, so they weren’t a problem.
Probably.
Warning! – Probability of being Raped — 100%– Probability of being Assaulted — 100%– Probability of being Violated — 100%– Probability of being Gang-Raped — 100%– Probability of being Collectively Assaulted — 100%– Probability of being Defiled — 100%– Probability of being Adulterated — 100%– Probability of being Exploited — 100%– Probability of having Genetic Seeds Confiscated — 100% (Omitted)
While I was trying to manage my mentality amidst these thoughts, suddenly numerous warning messages popped up before my eyes.
I’ve tried breaking it down further because the metrics were causing too many frequent errors.
… Are you kidding me?
At first, I thought the system was mocking me, but her following response sent chills down my spine.
Does this seem like a joke to you?
“……”
Apparently, it was finally time to move onto the last segment of this story.
To conclude everything, and tackle the Final /genesisforsaken
