Chocolate leaned over Jenkins' shoulder and looked at the box on the pulpit. Candles adorned the place. Behind one person and one cat stood a circle of people wearing white priest's robes and priest's collar. More people seemed to want to listen to Jenkins. Sitting on a pew under the pulpit, like preaching.
It is extremely quiet here, all the gas lamps are not turned on, the candles on the crystal chandelier, and the candles erected in the aisle, flickering to make the scene even more sacred.
Dad sat in the second row, smiling encouragingly at Jenkins as if he was doing something very difficult.
Reaching out to hold the lid of the box, with a slight force, the box was opened. Although he didn't look up to the front of the pulpit or behind him, Jenkins knew everyone must be holding their breath.
He slowly took off the lid of the box and put it aside, then poked his head out together with the cat on the shoulder of his shirt. He maintained this movement for at least ten seconds, even the cat on his shoulder.
But people dared not disturb him, or even ask aloud.
Jenkins finally moved, tiptoeing and thrusting almost his entire arm into the box. When he finally pulled his arm out, he was holding a black top in his hand.
People looked at the top with anticipation, and Jenkins unfolded it with a calm expression. It was a black long-sleeved men's coat with buttons down the front and buttons on the cuffs and hem. There are two pockets on either side of the waist and one pocket on the left breast. The collar is not very long, but it is enough to stand up in autumn and winter to block the severe cold.
It looked good, especially since it was the exact same style and size as what Jenkins was wearing right now.
"So you went out tonight just to get back a dress?"
Jenkins' home on St. George's Avenue at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Jenkins stood tiredly in front of the closet, hanging his clothes in it. After confirming that the clothes were the rewards of the sages, the people of the church were not surprised that their styles were the same as Jenkins' clothes, and took it for granted.
"That dress is a gift... Shouldn't you care what I'm going through tonight? I almost got stuck in a time loop tonight."
He emphasized that the red-haired girl sitting on the edge of the bed dangling her legs was not surprised:
"Oh, time loop~oh, gift~"
she repeated in a very irritating tone.
"Yes, the time loop, a very dangerous monster appeared, but I solved it. As for this top, it has functions such as automatic cleaning, fire and moisture resistance, and constant temperature."
Jenkins closed the closet while talking. He was wearing a shirt at this time, so he pointed to himself, and the black coat appeared immediately, and then disappeared as he thought.
"So, it also has the function of saving you time when you get dressed?"
"Yes."
Jenkins nodded and pulled up the chair in front of the desk. I bent down to turn on the gas table lamp before sitting down, and the cat immediately jumped down, and then trotted a few steps onto the table.
Jenkins turned his back to Hathaway, and Hathaway heard him pull out his pen.
"Besides, I need to write at least three reports, one of which must be false to deal with other churches. Oh, don't you really want to hear about my experience tonight, I am Saved three innocent people who had been trapped for tens of thousands of years."
He said while holding the pen to absorb ink, and Hathaway, who was sitting on the bed, nodded, with slippers hooked on her toes, and her right hand unconsciously patted Jenkins' mattress.
"Speaking of which, tonight was really dangerous. Fortunately, I was lucky and met some trustworthy friends. Also, what happened tonight was not just about rescue, but actually had other purposes. Although the church and the old Dad won't let me tell anyone, but I want to tell you that it's okay... I'll tell you when I finish the report."
He buckled the lower end of the pen on the ink sac and tightened it firmly. He heard a knock on the door and let Julia come in. Julia was in her pajamas, normal pajamas, holding a tea tray. On the tea tray were teapots, cups and some pastries, mostly for chocolate. Jenkins is a very self-disciplined person. Even if he doesn't get fat because of eating too much, he won't eat a lot of sweets so late.
"Thank you for your hard work, you should also go to rest."
Jenkins said to the maid, after Julia put down everything, she smiled at him holding the tea tray. Then seeing Hathaway sitting by the bed, Julia winked at the red-haired lady, and then said to Jenkins:
"Go to rest too, I heard that you are exhausted tonight."
"Yes, yes, what happened tonight was really unexpected. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen? But it is also very worthwhile."
He smiled and looked at the silver bracelet on his right wrist, then continued to write quickly with his head down. Although there is [reading and writing] now, Jenkins still likes to write by hand. He thinks that the report written in this way will be more real. After all, only he knows how false the text he is going to write is.
Seeing that Jenkins didn't care about her words at all, Julia could only smile regretfully at Hathaway, then covered her mouth and left the room with a chuckle.
Hathaway was bored looking at Jenkins' back, watching Jenkins writing with his right hand, and pushing the chocolate away from his left hand:
"You're going to write a report all night?"
"Of course not. You are still waiting for me. Of course, I will spend a few minutes to finalize the general outline and then finish."
Jenkins said, Hathaway's face immediately showed a happy expression:
"Then tell me about tonight, you got that useless garment in the Church of the Sage..."
"Oh, don't say that."
In a world where the true God exists, one should be cautious in words and deeds. Jenkins hadn't mentioned the divinity thing yet, so Hathaway didn't know that the clothes were gifted by the sages.
Of course, she thought the dress was useless, and she was right. At least Jenkins didn't find it anything special other than the advantages he mentioned. But this is the clothes obtained by sacrificing divinity, and now it is the end of the era, and the sage will definitely not give the Holy Son any mysterious items.
Both Church and Jenkins thought there must be something profound about the dress, but they just didn't get it right now. Now that the clothes are being worn by Jenkins, they will one day show their true effect.
"What the hell happened tonight? I was at home with Britney and Julia and saw nothing unusual in the sky."
"Not everything will cause abnormalities in the sky."
Jenkins snapped the pen on and slapped it on the table. Stretching, I turned off the gas lamp with satisfaction, walked out of the room to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and washed my face, and came back soon. After turning off the lights in the room, I was finally able to end the day.
Of course, he still didn't forget to whisper what happened tonight in Hathaway's ear while he was hugging her, and he didn't forget to throw aside the chocolate that got under the quilt at some time.