Collapse Simulator, why are we drifting apart?

"Boss, boss!"

A burst of noise broke out in the originally quiet little restaurant. Fan Mu, who was sitting at the counter reading a book, helplessly put the book on the table, looked at Padua Felice who was rushing over from a distance, and sighed.

"What is it? Paddo."

"Boss, that's the one..." Padu was holding a fat cat in his arms, scratching his head a little embarrassedly and said: "I picked up another cat, look..."

Fan Mu covered his face with his hands, showing an expression that said, "I know it. Keep it, but don't bring it back next time."

"Good!" Padofelius said happily.

"That's right!" Suddenly, Fan Mu remembered something and looked at her straightly, as if he wanted to stare a hole into her.

"What...what's the matter, Boss?" Pado couldn't help but shrink her head when she was stared at by his gloomy gaze, and took a step back without saying a word.

"Where's the cat food I put on the shelf? And where's the instant noodles?"

"And most importantly, where is my shiny toy orb?"

"This...ah...ha...ha..." Paduo was embarrassed and took a few steps back. Then he immediately turned around and wanted to escape, but Fan Mu, who had anticipated this, grabbed the back of Fate's neck and he instantly lost the ability to resist.

"Did I ever tell you not to steal anymore?" Fan Mu turned her around and made her look straight into his eyes.

Now we have enough food, drink, clothes to wear, and a place to live, so why do we still steal things?

It was okay in the past, but now this habit must be changed.

"Next time...next time..." Padu agreed, but her voice became smaller and smaller, and her voice was full of uncertainty.

"You...ah..."

Fan Mu felt helpless when he saw her current appearance. In the end, he put her down and waved his hand.

"Just clean this place up and go play. I'm going to be out for a while!"

"Great! You're such a nice guy, Boss. You're the most handsome guy I've ever seen."

"Stop flattering me!" Fan Mu took some milk and snacks from the shelf, put on his clothes and walked out of the store.

The weather was still so cold. I carried my things and turned left and right before I arrived at a church. It was hard to imagine that there would be a sacred church in such a chaotic and disorderly place. Although it was a bit dilapidated, it could indeed be seen at a glance that it was a church.

From a distance, before reaching the church entrance, Fan Mu saw a man wearing a mask and carrying two large boxes on his shoulders walking into the church.

“Qianjie, were you called up to work so early by Abonya?”

"Shut up, you wanna fight!"

From a distance, Qianjie's angry voice reached his ears.

"Okay." Fan Mu spread his hands. The person in front of him was still as irritable as ever.

I followed him into the church, turned a few familiar corners and arrived at a door.

dong dong!

"Please come in!"

An ethereal female voice came from inside the house, as if sacred and inviolable. There was no trace of distraction in the voice, it was pure.

When I pushed open the door and walked in, what came into view was a nun with a curvy figure. The clothes were tight on her chest, showing off her assets perfectly. Her slightly thick, white thighs were exposed. The clothes did not cover her whole body, but there were many exposed parts.

Her long golden hair reaches her waist, and the tulle on top of her head adds a touch of temptation.

If it weren't for her voice and the gesture of her hands clasped together in prayer, it would be hard to imagine that the person in front of me was a pure nun.

"You came?"

"Yeah." Fan Mu nodded and put the milk snacks in his hand on the table beside him, "I'll bring you some food."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." He raised his head and took another look at the plump person in front of him. He had to admit that he was completely lustful when he first saw her. Even now he still couldn't control himself.

Everyone loves beauty. Although he does not plan to find a wife, not having a wife does not mean that he is a eunuch and will not feel anything when faced with such family affection.

"Do you... want my body?" Aponya's somewhat doubtful voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Hmm...ah? No." After realizing what he had said, Fan Mu nodded subconsciously and quickly waved his hands to indicate that he would not do that, and began to explain.

"I sent the supplies voluntarily. I didn't have any other thoughts. Don't think too much about it."

"Yes, I know." Aponya still maintained the original action, clasped his hands together, and made a blessing gesture, "God told me that your desire for my body and sending us supplies are not in conflict with your inner kindness."

"No, huh?" Fan Mu was overwhelmed by her.

"You can if you want." Aponiya said shockingly, his voice was calm and his face was extremely calm, with nothing unusual. If Fan Mu had not heard it clearly, he would have thought he was crazy.

How could a nun say such a thing?

"Innocence is of no use to me." Aponiya slowly took off the veil on her head and the clothes on her arms. "I just want to thank you for your kindness."

Fan Mu looked at her fair skin and listened to her voice. His throat felt dry and he couldn't help swallowing and took a step back.

"Don't...don't..."

His voice was so pale and weak. Although he said that, he did not stop it, nor did he leave immediately. Instead, he still stood there.

"Excuse me..." After taking off these things, Aponya did not continue, but pressed her hand on the huge soft chest, slightly sunken in, and asked him back: "Do you need to take off these clothes yourself?"

"I don't know much about this kind of thing, but I think you would be happier if you took it off yourself, right?"

"I..."

Fan Mu swallowed again. His reason told him that he couldn't do this, but his impulse told him that the other party was willing.

Voluntary...

Voluntary...

Anyway, I have done so many good things, and this is a place without order in Twilight Street...

Fan Mu said this in his heart, trying to convince himself, and took a few steps forward to stand in front of her.

The closer he got, the clearer the beauty in front of him became, and his throat became drier. He stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched the other person's sacred face, slightly lifting him up. Seeing that the other person did not respond, his arm began to slowly slide down, and finally fell on that soft place.

...

Squeak, squeak.

The shabby wooden bed in the church shook for a long time, as if there was an earthquake, and heavy panting sounds came from the room, like the roar of wild beasts.

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Get rid of the character? Never mind, it's a side story anyway.