"And the story ended."

James Moriarty said in a bored tone. After the three guests left. Sherlock Holmes sat down in the opposite chair. As for Watson, Miss. Hudson had called up.

"Are you not satisfied that you waste your time without getting anything?"

"A little bit," Moriarty shrug without paying attention. "What I'm really interested in is the crown. But if it's gone, let it be."

"Did you know from the start there was a crown inside the chest?" Asked, the detective raised his eyebrows.

"Fifty-fifty. Blue diamonds on the crown I heard a rumor a group was aiming," replied Moriarty as he stood up, sign he leaving.

"A group? It's not good news," said Sherlock Holmes, stood up, and followed to send a friend.

"Discuss detail later."

Those words were meant to be discussed at the Free Man Hand organization leadership meeting. The identity in the society behind which both Holmes and Moriarty were hidden.

"See you, James."

"Goodbye, Sherlock"

After James Moriarty left, Sherlock Holmes leaned against the wall. Contemplating what his dear friend said, a group of people was aiming for the treasure. Although he still does not know the level of threat. But James should have told him in the first place. So, he will be careful not to let the crown disappear like this.

"Good grief! always does as he please."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Sherlock Holmes raised an eyebrow, turning back to see Mrs. Hudson looking up at him.

"Sherlock, are you free now?"

"A ... nothing special yet. What's wrong?"

"Just a moment ago, I ask John to buy things. But realized that he is not familiar with the way, plus go to many stores as well. Can you follow him? He will go to Bob's shop and market to buy flour and eggs."

"Alright."

Sherlock Holmes took the robe and hat and left the house. As the two legs are about to step out. One person who stood out from the crowd appeared. The silver hair shines in the sun with green eyes that look like not looking at any point.

"Oh, Watson!"

Sherlock Holmes said. Looking at the other, carrying the bulky baggage that looks heavy on both hands. But his face doesn't feel any trouble.

"What's wrong? Why do you look surprised?"

"Mrs. Hudson asks me to go after you. Because she was afraid, you didn't know the way you might be lost." Replied Sherlock Holmes as he looked at the bag of items in Watson's hands. "But it not what she thinks... let me help you carry it?"

Watson looked at the object in his own hand. Before looking up to meet the black-haired man's eyes

"No, it not heavy or difficult to hold. I'll give Mrs. Hudson the stuff." As soon as Watson said, He walks past a detective into the house.

Holmes wryly smiled though Watson was thinking something in his mind. He takes off his robe and hat and following his partner.

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"You're getting used to living here."

Sherlock Holmes asked as they sat down on the sofa. After Watson brought the item to Mrs. Hudson. It seems that she appreciates Watson a lot.

".........."

Watson turned to look at the young man, but he looks away without answering anything. Holmes was confident that Watson was pondering something. He waited not long. Watson decides to say what he was thinking.

"I'm useless."

Words out of the blue, causing Holmes unable to follow. He was confident Watson was not referring to shopping for Mrs. Hudson.

"I am unable to follow the orders perfectly."

"What do you ... mean?" Asked Sherlock Holmes, but he was beginning to understand a little.

"I know you don't want me to kill people, knew but made mistakes. Inability to manage the situation effectively, to meet your needs."

Watson was referring to himself killing Napa and Kida. Whether that is the intention, unable to stop his hand, or can't find a better way. As a result, two people died. That is what Holmes worries about.

"Your investigation needs evidence. If in the future I kill your evidence. I Will ruin your job, Holmes." Watson turned to the eyes of the person who told him to be a partner.

"I don't know what kind of partner you want. What I know is ... that person is not me."

Sherlock Holmes tilted his head to look at the owner of the green eyes sitting next to him, saying the sentence with empty eyes. That made him think of a man lying still waiting for himself to be destroyed.

"If you said so, I made up my mind," said Sherlock Holmes, place his hand on Watson's shoulder.

"You killed those two people to protect me. Guilty of what happened, I carry with you because we are partners."

Holmes patted Watson on the shoulder, who remained silent.

"You said you're incomplete, make mistakes, that's good. If we know the point of making a mistake, we can continue to improve ourselves. Watson, you don't have to worry or overthink about partner. Be yourself is enough."

Watson looked at the black-haired man right in front of him. Even though he is still sitting here together, but he felt the distance was far away. He does not understand humans, doesn't know what they were thinking. Especially a human named 'Sherlock Holmes', Even though he was at risk of causing trouble, but why would Holmes still insist on him? Even though other Free Man Hand members agreed that they would leave him.

"It seems Miss. Hudson has finished cooking for us. I'll go out and help set the table. "

Sherlock Holmes spoke as soon as he smelled the fragrant food. Without wondering why, he knew Mrs. Hudson would invite the two of them to join in for dinner. Because the number of items bought was not for Mrs. Hudson alone. But it was enough for the other two. Also, she was not the one who kept more than three meals. And the fact that Mrs. Hudson wanted him to leave the house to follow Watson. Because she was made the detective's favorite soup. If he could smell it before, this dinner might not surprise him. Mrs. Hudson always have fun to think about how to surprise Holmes, but sadly, she never succeeds. Holmes always knew things that others did not know or had never noticed.

That includes Watson ... there are still things he doesn't know. Since living with Sherlock Holmes, he has faced many different human beings and the many rules he needs to meet to live together.

"Watson ... are you going together?" Sherlock Holmes turned and asked as he reached the door. Waiting like that.

There is still a lot in this world that a mechanical doll like Watson must understand and adapt. But it would be nice to walk with this man, the silver-haired man decided and got out of his seat following the detective.

Sherlock Holmes ... the first human he was known as his partner.