I suddenly became a passer-by in the restricted novel. In the beginning, I was led into the temple, with the Son kneeling in front of me.
I walked up and lifted his chin. He was beautiful, divine, well-behaved and gentle.
Whatever I said, he would do it honestly.
Wearing thin clothes means dedicating yourself to the gods.
I looked back at the huge statue, thinking that the original owner would coax him to accommodate the gods, be drugged, be humiliated in this temple, and start a life of being wiped out.
The boy in front of me is indeed beautiful, staring at me innocently.
I was silent for a while and began to test whether he was really as obedient as the book said.
"Take off your clothes and get into the bath."
Intention: Independence