《Hunted Enchanter》爱大米

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　　Hunted Enchanter

　　My friend T died last week. No one came to his funeral except me. I am the priest of the church in the town.
　　When I was walking in the town, back from his funeral, an old woman asked me for a talk.
　　“May I help you, ma'm?”
　　“Yes, Father. Why did you go to the funeral of that basterd?”
　　She seemed to be really offended by my attendance of the funeral of my friend. It is reasonable. My friend committed a suicide, which was not accepted by God. Well, that's not the determinate factor. He is notorious among the whole town to be a rapist, a pedophile.
　　He was accused to for raping his step-daughter. When the police came to his house, they found him dead in his bathtube. People in the town are annoyed by such an astonishing news. However, they are still a little bit amused. It is a too peaceful town. The accusation of my friend is like a real-life parody of Lolita, which is dramatic enough to please them, in a filthy way.
　　“I can understand how you feel about T. I did not come as a priest, I just came to fulfill my responsibility as a friend--”
　　“But father, that basterd is such a dirty criminal. You should have kept way from him, and

　　from his filthy body.”
　　She is still annoyed.
　　“I'm sorry Ma'm. However, T is not at all even. When he was still alive, he denoted lots of money to charities, and he also helped me a lot in the church. I believe he is just tempted by the evil.”
　　T was wealthy, in reality, the most wealthy man in the town.
　　“All the money he donated was just to conceal his evil and abnormal personality. But thank God. Poor little Elizabeth inherited all the money. Even though these money cannot compensate for her suffering. It may make her feel a little bit better.”
　　“Thank you, Ma'm. I'll take care of poor Elizabeth.”
　　“Thank you, Father. You are the only man Elizabeth can still stay with. When I saw her yesterday, my heart was broken. She is so pale, so weak, and emaciated. I will never forgive that bastard. Poor sweetheart.”
　　“Well, he is in hell now.”
　　The old woman laughed, then said Good-bye to me.
　　I could still remember the confession of T.
　　***
　　“Father, I feel really guilty. I know is is wrong and abnormal. But I do love Elizabeth. She is so adorable, so lovely, like a tiny and lightsome lark flying around me. And … she also loves me. I know it sounds incredible. But I'm not a pedophile. I love her because she is Elizabeth, and it has nothing to do with her age. We are in a platonic relationship. But she told me yesterday that she wanted to have me and want to be my woman. I refused that but she said I did not really love her

　　and she is not sexually attractive enough. She even asked me to go to other woman. Oh, God. What
　　can I do? I don't want to lose her but she is too young.”
　　***
　　“Hey, Elizabeth.” I entered the door of the house, which used to be my friend's.Now it is his stepdaughter's possession, however.
　　“Hey, Love. Just call me El.” She stood on tiptoe and gave a sweet kiss to my lips when I leaned to her.