The church where Father Arno resides in Feilengcui seems like an ordinary church, but it is never open to the public. Meow has never seen anyone coming for Mass here, but... previously Sister Nicole mentioned that those who can attend Mass here must have extraordinary identities.
Today, the church was empty, and upon arrival, the nun told Meow to wait inside for a while.
Meow sat in the church, looking at Jesus nailed to the cross, praying devoutly.
"God, please bless me to find my family, to find my memory. I don't want to live my whole life in this confusion. I want to know my roots. I'm begging you, if you're too busy today, help me tomorrow. If not tomorrow, the day after. If... the day after isn't possible either... then at least let me remember my parents while I'm still alive. Thank you, Amen."
Meow hadn't even lowered her hands when she heard a low, rich laugh behind her. She turned around happily and, sure enough, saw Father Arno.
