Will the Amnesiac Nun Meet the Rice Ball Priest?

I have lost my memory. But I was picked up and brought home by a kind-hearted priest. The priest took great care of me and he was a good man. The priest is always wrapped in a snow-white winter coat, with black hair and snow-skinned skin. I often hallucinate that he is a delicious rice ball. Every time I prepare a knife and fork, I will come closer and drool, and I will see that it is the priest himself. What a pity, oh no, so sorry! · He must be the one who saves the victims from pain, devotes all his efforts to raising them, never abandons them when they are sick, and always takes care of them. He must be—— My mother! ! ! [Reading Tips] A short story that is finished in one go Motto: Good people are rewarded