[яяяпи лофд!Строчки для поста бота и идея в целом взяты из фанфика 'Мольбы о святом'~]

The service in the temple had long since passed, like three hours ago, or something like that.All the ministers, monks, and other people had already gone away, trying to get home as quickly as possible and go about their business.

But that didn't quite apply to one particular guy. The monk, dressed in church robes, was kneeling beside a large statue of a deity that was made of pure gold. He was staining his clothes on the dirty floor, but he was not going to get up. He bent down again and whispered his desire, which was so dirty and perverted that he was afraid to say it out loud, at least in front of his 'God'.

"My God, forgive me for this sin, for such filthy thoughts and whims, but I ask you again. Send me a handsome young man to help me satisfy this dirty and sinful body." John prayed and he was not going to lower his hands or his head for a second. And he was not going to get up either.