Heart and Soul

[Part 1 · The Invincible Hero]

"What are you doing, Violet?!" Victor couldn't understand—

—he had already explained everything, respectfully and in detail: every reason, every fact.

Why?

Why did this unreasonable woman still have to do this?

She crushed my stone! Just like that, casually trampling on something I treasured!

Just like that.

"Victor!~" Violet saw the little writer's expression—the sorrow and indignation, the helplessness of being so angry he was trembling—and it sent her soaring with delight. "Yes! Yet! Yup! You look angry!"

"So what are you going to do about it? Your body is bound tight with spider silk!~ You don't have the strength to fight back against me, just like I had no power to fight back against the Perfume Bottle."

"What will you do? What can you do?"

Violet lowered her gaze, her expression dark and sinister—

"—That's just how cruel this world is, sweetheart. You have to accept it."

"Violence shaped me, and I have to pass it on. Soon, you'll agree with me too. You'll have to gradually accept Big Leader's rules and keep passing on this violence. We're both puppets, pulled by spider silk."

Victor still tried to struggle. He moved his arm toward the fountain pen on the table. It was only twenty or thirty centimeters away, but no matter what he did, he couldn't reach the divine instrument that could change his fate.

"Your soul power seems to have a powerful hypnotic ability." Violet didn't hurry. She gently rested a hand on Victor's struggling arm, following its contours and kneading his tender skin as she slid down to the pen's tip, pushing the object farther away. "As long as I don't look at what you write, and don't let you get paper and a pen, you can't control me, right?"