"Me? Did the Young Master—"
"It wasn't Doffy who sent for you. I wanted to see you."
Werther smiled at Monet's surprised expression.
He wanted to see whether he could change someone's fate, so he had decided to change hers.
In the original story, Caesar had pierced Monet's heart. Whether she died afterward was unknown, but her chances of survival were slim.
Werther took out his Pocket Watch, rummaged inside it, and pulled out Two Hearts.
Ordinarily, a heart removed from the body would soon fail and die. Yet both Two Hearts in Werther's hands beat steadily, with no sign of weakening.
"Are those...?"
"One of them is yours."
The hearts Werther held had been removed from their owners with the Op-Op Fruit's power.
It was the perfect way to control someone, far more convenient than a slow-acting poison.
Holding the Two Hearts, Werther intended to return Monet's to her.
Then his expression froze. He had forgotten which heart was Monet's.
This was awkward. When he got the Two Hearts, he had tossed them straight into his Pocket Watch without a second thought.
So Werther could only smile at Monet.
"Monet, it's time to test your luck."
Monet frowned at his strange remark. A moment later, she understood what he meant, and her fair face turned bitter.
Werther chose a heart and gave it a squeeze.
"Ah!"
Monet clutched her chest in pain, her face full of resignation.
"Heh. Looks like your luck isn't very good."
Werther tossed her heart to her, and Monet caught it in a panic.
"Even if you give it back, I'll have to hand it over. I'm—"
Monet stopped. She had nearly let something slip.
"You were sent by Doffy to keep an eye on Caesar. I know."
Monet's eyes flickered, but she wasn't too