When Sherlock woke up as usual, put on his pajamas and headed downstairs for breakfast.

But I saw two familiar and unfamiliar figures at the dining table.

"Ivus?"

Sherlock stopped as he descended the stairs and muttered.

Evas, who was supposed to be in a wheelchair and pushed by Lily, was now sitting peacefully on the stool. Looks like he's fully recovered.

And Lily didn't stand behind Ivus, but sat next to him.

After only a week of not seeing each other, Sherlock keenly sensed that the tacit understanding between the master and servant seemed to have deepened a little.

"Looks a lot better, Sherlock."

Hearing the voice, Ivas turned around and smiled and said hello, "It seems that you are well used to your life at Mr. Bishop's." ”

It's still early, but Sherlock doesn't look sleepy, and his body clock must be in tune.

It's also possible that the hypoglycemia had been cured – his cheeks, which had been almost sunken, had been visibly filled in and some of his dry hair had become shiny. From this point of view, perhaps his previous hypoglycemia was purely caused by his unhealthy life.

"Indeed."

Sherlock nodded instead.

His body was propped up on the handrail of the stairs, and the corners of his mouth were raised: "At first, I was really a little uncomfortable, because I was usually dragged by Mr. Kent to solve some troublesome cases." All of a sudden, I felt uncomfortable.

"But once you get used to it, you can slowly calm down and read books and do research. Thanks to Lady Mina, I often don't bother to eat when I live alone, but she always reminds me in time. In addition, I have been gradually idle recently, and there are not so many jobs to drive me away...... Being able to eat three meals a day and have a regular schedule has made me feel like my body has improved a lot. ”

Mr. Hermes is very optimistic about his body.

Ivas leaned back in his chair, "I think it's the same if you live in your own home. ”

"No, no, no, that's not going to work."

Sherlock frowned, "It's not that I hate them—anyway, my family actually prefers to be quiet." ”

Sherlock said, and walked briskly down the stairs.

He sat down next to Ivas before he continued, "Do you know about McCroft's 'Barrel' Club?" ”

"Brother?" Ivas asked.

"Yes," Sherlock nodded, "he stays there every afternoon at a fixed time unless something happens." I think it's the weirdest club on Glass Island, and it's full of weirdos.

"You know, the Avalons love to socialize in various clubs. Joining different clubs is often a way for them to meet new friends and circles. But not everyone likes to socialize, and there are always some who are withdrawn, unsociable, or simply unsociable. But just because they're lonely doesn't mean they have to stay in the shadows.

"The Barrel Club is owned by McCroft, you should meet him, right?"

Sherlock asked.

Ivas nodded, recalling the man at Sherlock's funeral who was at least three times fatter than Sherlock, but had a gentle temperament and a smart mind: "Well, he is indeed a very smart man. ”

"The rule of the barrel club is that no one is allowed to talk to each other or to talk. The club is big and has all the facilities to be comfortable and light.

"Members can sit in the room they want to go to, drink tea, read books, do inscriptions, paintings, and read newspapers. The club can provide free tea and the latest journals, both for entertainment and academics. It's okay to find someone to play chess, but the rules are the same – no talking, no weird behavior, no too loud noise, no attracting attention. ”

…… Isn't that a study room?

Ivas suddenly became a little interested: "I think it's pretty good." ”

"In terms of the atmosphere alone, I think it's actually pretty good. It's just that there are weirdos from all over the glass island, such as ......"

Speaking of this, Sherlock paused slightly: "After my investigation, the sculptor Lars Graham also often appears there. ”

It was a code that only the two of them could read.

- This is the name of the "bone carving".

"But I didn't join the Barrel Club because I couldn't really be quiet for long...... When my mind is broken, or when I'm too bored, my mind becomes restless easily. At that time, I would do a dozen punches, or practice marksmanship and swordsmanship, or play the violin, to get my brain excited when I was about to fall asleep.

"As a result, whenever I'm at home, my family dislikes me like a child. And there are many rules in the house, and only Michael Loft can always please them. It's best if I go back once in a while, so I can feel the warmth of my family and not be too annoying. After a day or two, I'll be back to my own residence – if nothing else, there will be no business at home. ”

Sherlock explained.

"Ah, I understand."

Ivus nodded, understood.

It's like a child who is working or studying in a foreign country comes home, and the first few days are called a shush and ask for warmth. After a week, people began to get tired of dogs and were scolded back and forth.

Especially Sherlock, who has a chaotic schedule, doesn't like to eat, retreats for a day or two from time to time, and often makes a fuss at odd times...... His treatment in his own home is certainly not as good as that of Mr. McCroft, who is mature and steady, and understands the world. I don't blame him for moving out by himself, at least he won't be scolded.

But Sherlock and Mr. Bishop are not that close. Even if he is half a stranger and half a life-saver, he can't let go of it here, so he has to take care of some politeness. So Mrs. Mina called him to eat, and he had to come down and eat honestly. As a result, a week passed, and Sherlock's biological clock was stunned to turn back.

Ivas was amazed, this is probably one thing to one thing.

"Why don't you just stay here?"

Mrs. Mina took breakfast for four and distributed it on the table.

She smiled at Sherlock, "You're looking for a new house anyway, right?" ”

Hearing this, Sherlock was a little hesitant and a little reserved: "But...... That's too much trouble for you, isn't it? ”

"Then you can pay the rent."

Lady Mina smiled: "I can't rest assured that you live alone." ”

She and Mathers never had children. And these days, she has gradually realized that Sherlock is indeed a good boy. But his living habits are really reassuring...... Mina was almost certain that if Sherlock was allowed to rent a room, he might be back to his previous state in less than a month.

It took a long time for Sherlock to get her body back, and she didn't want it to go to waste.

"Mathers and I don't have children anyway, and it's not good to have more than half of the rooms in such a big house. Originally, there was no one living on the second floor, so it was not a hassle to cook or something for one more person. It's just one more pair of knives and forks. ”

“…… Then I'll ask Bishop Mathers. ”

Sherlock was obviously a little moved, too: "It's just that someone visiting me will cause you trouble, right?" ”

"It's okay, I can say that kind of thing. If you stay here, you can also solicit business for my shop. ”

Mina smiled: "You can get to the living room on the second floor from the stairs of my divination shop, do you want to change the living room on the second floor into your office?" ”

Now that Lady Mina has said that, Sherlock is too embarrassed to mention moving out.

"Thank you very much for taking you in, Lady Mina."

Sherlock said seriously, "I don't have any money with me right now, I'll bring the rent later." ”

"It looks like I've witnessed a good thing."

Ivus laughed.

In this way, I also have an excuse to come over often.

"Anyway, what about today's newspaper?"

Sherlock asked softly, "I want to read some newspapers while I'm eating." ”

During this time when he was unable to make contact with others, he relied entirely on various newspapers for his knowledge of Avalon.

"Here, be careful not to get dirty."

Ivas handed over the "Glass Steps" he was reading: "Or do you want another newspaper?" ”

"That's it."

Sherlock glanced at it and said casually, "You're in the headlines again...... Well? ”

He looked at it until he saw the headlines.

Evas Moriarty, a young hero with the Sacred Sword Badge, has been kidnapped by demon worshippers at school and is now missing! 》

Sherlock looked at the newspaper and then looked up at Evas, who had handed it to him.

“…… Missing? Sherlock repeated uncertainly.

"Uh-huh."

Ivus shrugged, "yes, I'm missing. ”

Chapter 2 will be a little later~

(End of chapter)