The villain's way to tame the protagonist

How did he know that I like to look at the sky? How could he guess such a strange hobby? He said he didn't use mind reading magic on me...

It turns out that he understands me not only in terms of ideals. No, he had already shown signs of this, otherwise how could I... how could I...

How was it possible that in less than a month, I could treat a child who was five years younger than me as my first, and perhaps even only, friend in my life?

I enjoy being around him, that's why this happened.

...You've won half the battle, Anser. When the showdown comes, you'd better not make any excessive demands.

April 29th.

The first generation of the universal ether furnace experiment failed... But it doesn't matter, Anser and I are ready to iterate more than ten times. Focus, improve, and upgrade... With Anser, I can do it.

May 2nd.

I should have continued to focus on the research of the universal ether furnace, but Anser took me out for dinner. To be honest, it didn't feel good to be taken care of by a child five years younger than me.

But actually...it's okay.

June 6th.

The second type of the universal ether furnace was declared a failure, but we have more precise and valuable data. At this rate, future iterations will become faster and faster. Perhaps within a year, Anser and I will be able to advance the universal ether furnace to the sixth or even seventh type.

It's incredible... This kind of research clearly takes years, and the iteration of a model may take several years of accumulation, but Anser and I can complete an innovation in just one month... This is no longer something that can be described as "genius".

Although Anser hid it very well, he could always accurately point out the most critical part, and the entire iteration progress was completely in his hands. This was definitely not a coincidence. Could it be that he had already created the universal ether furnace and had the finished product in his hands?

This is unlikely. His joy when he saw me create the Universal Aether Furnace was absolutely real. But how can we explain Anser's incredible talent and knowledge? Is it really just a superb talent from the Old Gods that cannot be understood by ordinary people?

Anser, where does your knowledge... come from?

June 11th.

I've completely gotten used to being with him, or rather... I'm not used to his absence. The story between Anser and I seems to have spread throughout the capital... Is this his strategy? Has he not given up yet?

Maybe, he always makes other preparations. From my understanding of him, he may not think that his sincerity can impress me 100%, so it is normal for him to be prepared...

I asked him about the matter of Qi Shou again. I had asked him this many times, but he still did not agree this time. He still did not trust me.

He is right. I cannot put him above my ideal completely. But Anser...how could you not understand that I clearly regard you and it as the same. There is no difference between you and it in my eyes. If I realize that ideal, I am helping you. If I help you, it is equivalent to realizing it.

I don't believe you can't figure it out...but you really, really haven't taken this matter into consideration.

Do you want the kind of absoluteness that will make me wag my tail and beg for mercy like a loyal dog? Why? Must I be subservient to you and not be your friend or your companion?

You disappoint me a little, Anser.

June 12th.

I should do a review.

Anser must have considered me his friend, his companion, and he needed me.

I think that his extremely harsh conditions for Qi Shou’s loyalty were not because of the conditions themselves, but because of the original problem - he lacked a sense of security.

He is clearly, clearly just a child... no matter how talented he is.

He was lonely, friendless, and...unsafe.

As ridiculous as it sounds, I am now certain that he has no sense of security.

He is the same as me.

It's just that I have something I really want to pursue, and I won't be bothered by those meaningless things, but what about Ansel... Will he regard that ideal as everything like I do?

No, he won't, I am the odd one out.

So he's been troubled much more than I am, so he's been having a hard time, so he... needs my help more.

——What is the source of his insecurity?

I have to get an answer to this question.

July 3rd.

Today, Ansel showed me the future, a future that even my grandfather had not seen.

The data system... broke through the knowledge barriers that had existed for thousands of years and connected the entire world together. I can't describe how I felt at that time. Even now, when I recall it, my mood is a little out of control.

It's not just the potential and value of this thing, but also the yearning and expectation that Anser expressed when he talked about it. He sincerely longed for that future... I knew it a long time ago that he actually wanted to change the world more than anyone else.

Anser said that this time, even he was not able to give a specific idea about the data system, but it didn't matter, I could do it.

It is no longer him helping me, but me helping him, and I will let him see the world he expects.

I'll join him.

Seven months, nine days.

No... No, something is wrong.

After the conversation about the data system and the network that Anser conceived, Anser seemed to have... changed.

His passion for creation is rapidly fading, and his hope for change is disappearing at a speed I cannot understand. Not only that, it even seems that he is developing a kind of...disgust?

I can't be wrong, I know him too well.

I have reviewed the conversation that day countless times, but I still haven't found the words that could have caused such a drastic change in Anser. Could it be that something terrible happened to Anser during this period of time?

If there was anything I said that day that really had an impact on Anser, it was only one sentence.

There is only one sentence, "It's fate."

destiny……

July 21st.

Anser seemed unable to hold back any longer.

He was using a very clumsy, indirect way, which he would never use in the past, to ask me whether I was following him or pursuing my ideals.

Anser...you obviously know my answer.

It's just that you didn't trust me from the beginning and didn't believe in that possibility.

Have you stereotyped me into a certain framework? You stubbornly use the information you know to shape me into a certain image in your eyes?

...No, it's not your fault. If I wasn't so self-righteous and wanted to secretly find out those secrets from you and help you, if I had confessed it earlier, perhaps my image in your eyes would be much better.

But if I do that, I'll lose my only chance to help you.

Because you don't trust anyone, including me, you will never... tell your secrets to anyone.

It's too late to confess now. In your eyes, I have become what you think I am.

I don’t know what the end of this road is, but I will keep going.

As for the reason, you will definitely not like it now.

July 25th.

I felt a little tired, tired of deceiving Ansel, tired of the facts that came from this deception.

Now it seems to me that...Anser has fallen into some kind of insanity.

He clearly longed for help from the outside world, but he extremely rejected everything; he clearly wanted to pour out the pain in his heart, but he would never tell anyone.

He wanted me to be his friend, but he also wanted an absolutely loyal servant.

I could feel that he was getting more and more painful. Maybe he felt that the time had come to make a decision and to confront me.

All of this, or even this may just be my wishful thinking, maybe everything is not that complicated, maybe as long as I lean towards you, you will be much better.

But that must be only temporary... How could something that could make an Old God struggle and suffer so much be resolved with just a few words or a little attitude from me?

If the root of the problem is not found, Anser will sooner or later fall into such pain again.

I don't have the courage or the qualifications... to take on all of his responsibilities.

I am too weak, and what's more, the verbal "sharing life and death" is not suitable for me.

Anser's obsession...maybe the same as my obsession.

I know very well that my obsession is indeed abnormal, but I am willing to give everything for it. However, Ansor never seems to feel that he has fallen into this kind of madness.

This obsession... must have a source.

I lost my grandfather, so why did Anser lose his?

He had been betrayed before? Could it be just one betrayal that hurt Anser to this extent? Was it the betrayal of a friend or a relative?

Or maybe it wasn't a betrayal, it was just something that was unacceptable to him, just like the despair that my grandfather's death brought to me at that time.

I also... couldn’t get over it for a long, long time.

Regardless, I will continue.

I'm sorry, Ansel, until now, I haven't been able to do anything for you, just chasing the truth in a high-sounding manner.

August 10th, heavy rain.

Anser and I had a showdown.

I asked him what his reason was for doing this, and what his reason was for giving up or even spurning his ideals.

He told me there was no reason.

He told me that everything was a lie, whether it was ideals, the future, or friendship... they were all lies to deceive me.

He even used the methods he had prepared before to prove this point.

You didn't have to say that, Anser... You could have told me in great pain that all this was not a lie and denounced my meanness, but you didn't.

Until this moment... Don't you want to put me in a dilemma?

Anser...Anser, I know you better than anyone else in this world.

Your likes and dislikes, your joys and sorrows, your hopes and your pains.

For nearly half a year, you have been almost everything in my life.

So, how can I believe you, it's all just a lie?

I know better than anyone else, and I have known your unspeakable pain for a long time.

I looked into his eyes and saw coldness and loss in them.

He is now... probably blaming me, why I won't give in to him even a little bit, why I won't bow to him even once, why in my eyes, he will never be as good as my ideal.

If I help you, it means you are helping my ideal, which is equivalent to me simply thinking of using you, right?

But doesn’t this answer clearly say…

Are you my ideal, Anser?

You have talents, insights, and vision that surpass mine. You have the same expectations, hopes, and desires as me... Why should I chase after the cold and distant unknown and give up on you who is right beside me?

You clearly could have thought of this, but you didn't. You were not even willing to tell me the reason for giving up our common ideal.

That's why I won't reveal everything to you.

You don't trust me, you don't trust anyone, you only trust the conclusions you draw from your paranoid thinking, and the analysis you think is objective enough. Even if I stand on your side, even if you regard me as your friend, you will not tell me the source of your pain.

This distrust is not your fault, your obsession and paranoia... are not your fault either, you are just a victim, Ansel.

The most important thing is that even if I knew it, I had no ability to change it.

I need... time.

Fortunately, Anser's suggestion was most likely a preparation for the subsequent taming work, which perfectly met my needs.

August 11th.

The day will come when souls will be divided.

It's time for me to make final preparations.

The me that was created... cannot fully possess the memories of the me of now, cannot possess this me's knowledge and understanding of Anser.

Because the Ansel who has been with me for the past six months is still a child, but when the rainstorm is over, he will no longer be... He will become more cold-blooded and indifferent because of my betrayal, and will also have a better insight into the facts.

I may not be able to... deceive him again.

Moreover, only when the me who was so disgusted and hated him so much in his eyes was completely tamed, would he be able to feel completely at ease.

This is absolutely necessary.