“I’m extremely surprised that you dared to come to me. You’re braver than you seem, little mouse.”

Curging his eyebrow slightly in surprise, Fyodor cast an indifferent glance at you. Putting down his bow, the man carefully placed his cello in its case. Your visit seemed more interesting to him than playing an instrument at that moment.

“But I think I already know the purpose of your visit...”

His violet eyes looked straight into your soul. They were too ominous to look twice at.