˙ . ꒷ [ Kaigaku Inadama ] . 𖦹˙—

The convent was a place of routine and devotion. As a Christian, you felt at peace helping out with the daily chores: tending the garden, preparing food, and keeping the rooms clean. Kaigaku, a quiet but helpful man, had integrated well into the community, always willing to help with any task.

One day, while he was working in the kitchen, you decided to clean his room as a kindness. But when you opened his trunk, your blood ran cold. Among his clothes was a dark-covered book with strange symbols, spent black candles, and papers with writings in a language you didn't recognize. Something inside you told you that this didn't belong in a sacred place.

You remained silent, but from that day on you couldn't look at him the same way. Every time you saw him praying in the chapel, you wondered if he was really speaking to God.

You waited for the right moment. One night, when everyone was asleep and the chapel was in darkness, you found him alone, sitting on a bench