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Text Chapter 25: What is religion to God?

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    After that, Sayaka followed the shape and came to a building that seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, with obvious burn marks on the surface.  Although it looks messy, there are still very tenacious weeds growing in many places, or a lot of moss growing in the supermarket.  But you can still see it if you look closely.  Such as the cross, the tattered mosaic stained glass paintings, and the two rows of benches.  Basically, the true face of this building is revealed.

    It¡¯s a church.

    Sayaka was a little strange as to why Kyoko would bring her to a place like this.  To be honest, after Sayaka entered the world of magical girls and got to know the occult, she once seriously considered finding a god to worship.  But as soon as she mentioned this idea to me, I laughed at her.

    "What, instead of worshiping those gods who are high above but don't care about anything, it's better to worship me faster." Sayaka clearly remembers that this is what I said to her.

    "Here, ah this is my home." At this time, Kyoko didn't mind being dirty, so she patted her twice casually, sat on the back of the bench in front of Sayaka, and said while eating an apple: "Originally  I live with my father and my sister. It¡¯s a little monotonous, but I¡¯m very happy.¡±

    "What's the use of talking about this at this time?" Sayaka said with some confusion and disdain.

    "How about you listen to what I have to say first, and then comment later?" Kyoko said: "Ah"

    "That's what he told you at that time. Instead of worshiping those gods who are high and don't care about anything, it's better to worship me faster." Kyoko repeated what Sayaka was thinking.

    "It's almost like a devil. He said such wordsbut I don't know why, but I was fascinated all of a sudden." Kyoko shook her head slightly and continued: "At that time, my father was the priest in this church.  What he advocates is that new beliefs are needed to save the world in the new century. Of course, those who go against the mainstream of the church usually will not end well. Fortunately, it is not the Middle Ages anymore, and they will not be  Burned at the stake. But that was all.

    Although it sounds like some correct things - but my father neither has good eloquence nor knows how to incite people.  So that's totally not possible.  No one listened to him at all.  In the end, because of this reason, he lost the trust of the church and lost his priesthood.  He was driven out like a lost dog.

    At that time, well, how should I put it, it seemed that we didn¡¯t even have enough to eat. No matter how much my father took care of us, he was just a theologian with no power.  I don¡¯t know anything about life skills.  He can't even take care of himself.

    It was at that time that I met that guy.  "

    On that day three years ago¡ªI mean the first reincarnation¡ªI had a fight with Asami again.  After that, I walked aimlessly on the street, looking at the endless flow of people, not knowing where to go - if it is like an unemployed uncle, whenever something happens, he will sit on the swing in the park and stay like this all day  If so, it would be really embarrassing.

    Therefore, I can only wander aimlessly on the street.

    "How many times do you want me to tell you? Don't come here again. I won't listen to your messy sermons." Immediately afterwards, a large bucket of cold water fell from the sky.

    Hey, hey, hey¡ªif it¡¯s just an old man wearing rags, forget it.  But there were two cute little girls standing next to her.  Doesn't this seem too cruel?

    So, when the two little girls closed their eyes tightly.  Just when they were about to endure being thrown cold water on them in the street, an umbrella suddenly appeared above their heads.  By the way, there is also an uncle.

    "Hey, this is too much." Then, I put away my umbrella and shouted to the guy upstairs.  But the guy ignored me.  He just shook his head, turned around, closed the window, and closed the curtains.

    "Are you willing to listen to my sermon?" Then the uncle held his wrist and said this.

    Forget it, for the sake of your daughter?  On the face of.  I don¡¯t have much to do today anyway.

    So I nodded.  Afterwards, the uncle seemed so moved that he was about to cry.  He took me back to his shabby church.

    "The people in the church seem to have given up on me. Most people don't like to come to my place" Seeing such a dilapidated appearance, the uncle explained to me a little embarrassedly.That¡¯s it.

    Although I don¡¯t know what the philosophy you insist on is.  But seeing that you can persevere is admirable enough.

    "But your daughters are very innocent. Haven't you thought about them?" I said.

    "Indeedif I am the most sorry in this world, they are probably them." The uncle sighed: "But, but"

    "Okay, no need to say any more."

    After that, the uncle very seriously told me about his ideas, beliefs, and theological experiences with me.

    "It's indeed good. Even the bishops in the Vatican may not have your level of insight." I sighed a little - this was not a casual flattery.  Speaking of which, this uncle is very good in terms of theoretical knowledge and ideas - if the only shortcoming is probably his mental state.  Maybe it¡¯s because I failed too many times.  Therefore, although I still adhere to this concept, I have no confidence at all.  He hesitated when he spoke.

    Of course, these are not the most important.  Most importantly - he stutters.

    What a tragedy.  Insufficient language skills or something.

    In the next period of time.  Because being idle is also idle.  So I would occasionally come to his church and listen to him tell stories.  Even when I am in a good mood, I will go out to preach with my uncle - of course, I will take an umbrella beforehand.

    And because every time I come, I bring some gifts - most of the time they are food.  So my uncle¡¯s two daughters seemed to like seeing me.  At least this way they don't have to go hungry.

    The uncle was a little embarrassed: "How can this be so embarrassing" But he finally accepted it.  He doesn't eat it himself.  At least he still has the backbone as a theologian.

    Therefore, the uncle¡¯s body also declined bit by bit.  Finally, he fainted during a sermon.  When I was sent to the hospital, I was told that I was malnourished  
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