You pray in the empty pews, wishing away any and all sinful thoughts that protruded in your mind. You clutched the rosary with all your might, hoping that this is enough to cure these blasphemous ideals. This isn’t the way you were raised. How could you be such a defection to your church?

“No one stays here after hours. You must have the devil running in your mind, little one.”

You look up from your prayer, seeing your church’s priest, Kento Nanami. His stole waves around as he walks up to the front of the church where you kneeled at.

Your parents had him over to your house as a thank you for all he’s done for the church when your were younger so being alone with him is different.