At twelve, even the sanatorium attendants had begun calling you Father Pucci. But when you asked the priest that old question again, he still told you to wait a little longer.
Apponia was six. Perhaps because she had seen too many other people's fates, she no longer cried.
After witnessing a child whose fate she had glimpsed die of illness just as she had foreseen, she understood that you had merely been deceiving her every night.
She treated this ability as a gift from God and wanted to save those with tragic fates.
Apponia began running about for the sake of others' destinies. You sighed at how the child had grown up, then turned your attention to caring for Seele.
Seele was more clingy than Apponia. She truly needed you by her side every moment.
Helpless, you even took Seele with you when you worked at the sanatorium.
At fourteen, Seele's condition had not improved. Whenever someone spoke to her, she would hide behind you in fear.
But you could not keep Seele with you forever. You began training her, forcing her to communicate with others.
For Seele's training partner, you chose Apponia.
"..."
"..."
Apponia stared straight at Seele without speaking.
Seele lowered her head fearfully, seeming about to burst into tears.
"Apponia, say something."
"...I saw your future. You will kill many people."
Apponia killed the mood. Seele's communication practice was a complete success—now, whenever someone spoke to her, she no longer hid. She just cried directly.
Fortunately, the three of you lived together, and their daily interactions gradually made Seele familiar with Apponia.
Though the process was somewhat long, who could blame adorable Seele?
At sixteen, the sanatorium's priest fell ill.
The priest who had held up the entire sanatorium could not withstand the ravages of