Becoming Professor Moriarty’s Probability

To reach Cornwall where the client was, we had risen early in the morning, quickly finished our breakfast, and boarded a carriage headed straight for our destination. "Professor, I believe I advised moderation in your sugar intake."

"... Why bring this up again?"

"Tell me, why wouldn’t I bring this up when you only had milk tea for breakfast, that too stacked with so much sugar that it couldn’t even get dissolved into the liquid anymore?”

Incidentally, the professor avoided meeting my eyes throughout breakfast.

Her demeanour was so different that I felt confused about whether this was indeed the professor who used to emanate such an imposing aura.

"Adler."

"Yes, Professor."

"Aren’t... Aren’t you a bit too close?"

While I observed her from the side, she glanced at me and softly asked a question.