I became a heart-stealing thief in Azure Files

A gentle breeze and moonlight lifted the veil that made the girl's cat ears stand up, creating two cute curves. Holding her phone in one hand and waving her other hand slightly, the girl seemed a little hesitant.

The black outer layer of the white nun's habit creates an ethereal, hazy, and dreamlike visual effect.

The girl simply stood there with a smile, yet she was enveloped in a faint starlight.

Feeling the gaze, Mary breathed a slight sigh of relief. The sense of peace and holiness that had enveloped her was replaced by unease.

She hesitated for a while, but was unable to put into practice the various ways she had envisioned for greeting people from all walks of life.

Forcing a composed demeanor, Mary spoke somewhat awkwardly, "Sensei... please forgive my possible disrespect and blasphemy..."

"Because I have something special to say next... I just want to say it to you right now."

Amamiya nodded slightly, said nothing, and went to Mary's side, appropriately showing curiosity and a desire to hear more.

In situations that are clearly like a 'monologue,' it's best to avoid interrupting if possible.

"Regarding the recent 'borrowing race,' I've thought long and hard about the 'borrowing keywords' I received, and I still feel it's necessary to explain them to you..."

It really was about a race using borrowed objects.

Amamiya Ryoko, instead of standing there dumbfounded, slowly sat down in the audience stands in silence.

Mary, naturally embarrassed to stand, sat down again, feeling extremely awkward.

She twisted her fingers nervously, and began to speak uneasily: "First of all, I must explain to you... about the 'borrowing race' back then, the keyword I got for borrowing something was really... I really liked it..."

"My favorite person..."

The girl stammered, confused and uneasy, trying to find a balance between 'faith' and 'personal feelings' in her explanation.

While speaking, she unconsciously glanced up at very short intervals, 'obviously' and 'secretly' observing Amamiya's expression and reaction.

Amamiya was not surprised at all, but in order to match Mary's particularly cute reaction at this moment, she still cooperated by giving a gentle smile of 'listening attentively'.

Amamiya asked, feigning ignorance, "Why did Mary choose me back then?"

"The time I've spent with Sensei over the past ten days or so, and... there's also..."

"A series of shared experiences, both big and small..."

"Although the time I spent with you was short, it gave me a feeling of... a 'guilty' kind of happiness."

As Mary finished speaking, to match the atmosphere, Amamiya quietly activated a series of "star and moon" related bond skills that she had accumulated, allowing the tranquil and mysterious atmosphere to spread and envelop her.

"Blooming Heart" (Wakazama Bond) + "Distant Starlight" (Noah Bond) + "Waiting for the New Moon" (Ayane Bond) + "Wish of the Divine Moon" (Mimori Bond) + "Seed of Emotion" (Azuko Bond)...

In a setting where stars and the moon shine together, it is the perfect time for the seeds of emotion to sprout, grow, and blossom.

Mary's tension inexplicably eased considerably, but she didn't notice and continued her 'monologue'.

"Love is a very noble thing...yes, for nuns...it's also a very troubling thing."

"For nuns...love must be...a very special 'taboo'."

"...is an unacceptable sin."

"But, but..."

"Knowing that I have these forbidden, remorseful emotions... I, I also..."

"I want Sensei to continue following me."

"I want to be constantly... anticipated by Sensei."

"I want Sensei to keep watching me... to never take his eyes off me."

"I want... to be with Sensei like this..."

Mary was speaking when the stadium lights suddenly went completely dark, as if there had been a power outage, and all light sources except for the campfire were temporarily deprived.

Mary exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?"

As a member of the executive committee, she was so focused on 'busy running around' that she had never heard of such a drone show at the end of the performance.

Immediately afterwards, a faint hissing sound came from the darkness as the hatch was opened.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment as a flurry of drones, their lights twinkling, emerged from their hidden storage areas throughout the stadium, operating with remarkable efficiency and precision.

They gathered in an orderly fashion, shimmering with various colors, and then scattered in all directions like a 'Big Bang'. After reaching a fixed point, they hovered there, as if they had experienced millions of years of stars in an instant.

Large and small clusters of light converged into nebula vortexes, and the originally clear sky was instantly transformed into clusters of artificial galaxies.

Even from her vantage point, Amamiya could immediately sense the incredible gasps and exclamations of the students from the stands below, after a brief pause.

'Is this the engineering department's final drone show?! So cool!'

'That's so sci-fi!'

'It feels so dreamy...like a nebula!'

Such a performance evokes a sense of fantasy, even from a distance.

Not to mention the feeling of being there.

As she looked up, a line of poetry naturally came to mind: "The sky meets the clouds and waves, connecting with the morning mist; the Milky Way seems to turn as a thousand sails dance."

Time-lapse photography is already incredibly romantic... and now, there's an even more magnificent and romantic experience of being directly immersed in a real-time "cosmic time-lapse."

'Star……'

Mary instinctively stood up, clasped her hands together, and looked up.

'If I were to confess my feelings to Sensei now…!'

Amamiya was slightly surprised to suddenly capture such a strong echo of a thought using Mimori's "mind-reading" ability.

People's joys and sorrows are not shared... but people's capacity for 'romantic empathy' is similar.

Whether it's the group of students waiting to 'hunt' them in the bustling main venue of the Akawa Grand Festival...

Or is it Mary, who now thinks she has astutely seized an obvious 'opportunity'...?

Mary is a nun... but besides being a nun, she is also a student of Trinity, a thoughtful and insightful young woman.

This is why Mary's feelings could resonate so strongly.

It was because her identity as a 'nun' clashed with her uncontrollable inner world... which in turn gave rise to a sense of guilt about her identity and a sense of blasphemous pleasure?

While pondering this, Amamiya suddenly thought of something 'fun'.

If at this time...

'...Psona.'

'Satan Yar!'

By switching his Persona to 'the heretical archangel', 'the demon king before his fall', Amamiya used Satanyel's telepathic and telepathic abilities to have Satanyel transmit messages directly from a spiritual level.

Controlling Satanyal, Amamiya began real-time telepathic communication.

"You nun..."

"Have they already succumbed to 'extraordinary charm' and willingly fallen into depravity...?"

Mary blinked, then suddenly looked up and began to observe her surroundings.

W-what's going on?

Am I... hallucinating?

That voice, so sacred and resounding, that just entered my heart...

Could it be... a deity?

Did my devout prayers receive a response?

But why at this particular time...?

woo woo woo...

The thought that her actions might be being watched by the 'gods' made Mary so ashamed that she unconsciously covered her face with her hands, and her cat ears began to tremble irregularly.

"Calm down... I'm not condemning you."

"As a nun... I have always seen your devotion. Your self-discipline is also the only treasure of this great order of nuns."

Observing the small circles that appeared in Mary's eyes, Amamiya, unable to suppress a smile, continued to have Satan Yale relay the message.

"However, as a nun... you should also understand."

"If it is a nun... who has not made a lifelong vow, then it cannot be considered blasphemy."

"Your greedy thoughts and desires certainly deserve 'condemnation'..."

"But what you should really do is to vent your emotions in a healthy way, instead of letting your desires take root and grow."

"If that's the case... then there are only two possible outcomes."

"Either regret because desires were cut short...or become distorted because desires accumulated."

"By then, there will truly be no turning back."

"Are you worried about that so-called 'blasphemous act'?"

"No need to feel guilty... just go for it."

"This time... I gave my permission."

Satanyal is a 'heretic archangel,' the form of the demon king 'Satan' before his fall—although he looks a bit ferocious and his duties include 'the condenser of the seven deadly sins' and 'the judge of desire,' he is still an angel.

Moreover, she is the highest-ranking angel.

Even if there really is a 'god', it is not an overstepping of boundaries for Satan and Yerdai to issue divine pronouncements.

Amamiya's seemingly blasphemous act of 'fabricating divine pronouncements' was actually a form of psychological guidance.

Even if Givotos truly had a god, and that god could genuinely hear prayers, He probably wouldn't have any objections.

Mary, her cat ears twitching, slowly came to her senses.

Was that truly one's own 'inner voice,' or...?

A divine revelation, symbolizing "permission," bestowed upon me by a deity?

What should I do...?

"Sensei, I..."

"I want to say..."

Amamiya stood up and looked up at the 'dreamlike nebula' created by the drone.

Amamiya feigned confusion and turned her head to look: "Hmm?"

Mary stammered, her voice hesitant and broken, "I...I like..."

“I like Mary too.”

Before Mary could finish her confession, she was stunned by the unexpected turn of events and blinked in disbelief.

"...Sensei?"

After a moment of doubt, Mary felt as if she were overwhelmed by a huge surprise.

"Does Sensei also have feelings for me?... I hope so!"

After the initial surprise, Mary became slightly insecure again.

In the Trinity Sisters, compared to her seniors, she was probably a very 'immature' and 'unremarkable' kind of nun...

Can I really deserve this honor...?

“It’s so wonderful that an immature, wayward nun like me could gain Sensei’s favor…”

Her speech became increasingly illogical and incoherent; Mary's mind went blank, and she had no idea what she wanted to say or do.

This 'panic' lasted until she was embraced.

Knowing when to advance and retreat, acting swiftly and decisively, striking at weaknesses without holding back...

Adhering to the style of a 'phantom thief', Amamiya stepped forward at the right moment and embraced the 'delicate and adorable cat nun' in his arms.

"Mary, do you know how you are in my eyes?"