I'm in Mota, and they all want me to confess my feelings!

"Finally, I fell into the deep sea."

"Even today, I cannot forget the despair of being enveloped by coldness, deathly silence, and suffocation."

"But I survived—I was swept here by the waves."

She stretched out her hand and pointed to a rock not far away.

"The priests who later found me all said it was a miracle—no one could survive such a storm; it must be a blessing from the Lord."

At this point, the girl suddenly raised her head, her gaze quietly falling on his face.

"Mr. Duanmu, do you remember what happened in the Rijoli Islands?"

Phoebe lowered her eyes, and although her voice was very soft, there was a clear smile on her lips—a pure and clear smile.

"At that time, we also encountered a phantom elephant attack and eventually plunged into the deep sea..."

"That feeling of being swallowed by despair enveloped me once again."

"But this time, it wasn't the Lord of the Year who saved me—"

"It was Mr. Duanmu."

“In the past, this was a secret base for me and them, a place that only my family could know about.”

"That's why I chose to share this place with you."

"Sharing—this is my little miracle."

The echoes of the waves reverberated on the desolate beach.

Benedict, who was standing next to her, whispered a few words in her ear.

Although Duanmu Yan couldn't understand Sheng Hai's language, he clearly saw Phoebe's fair cheeks instantly turn crimson.

"Eh? I... I didn't mean that. Saying that will cause trouble for Mr. Duanmu." The girl hurriedly waved her hand, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.

Duanmu Yan looked at Qun Liu Yi Qi Yi Er Ba Shi Si Ba Abu: "Abu, what did Benny just say?"

Abu held a slice of pizza, thought for a moment, and then said, "It should mean, 'Phoebe wants Mr. Duanmu to become a new member of the family,' right? Yes, that's the idea!"

"Eh? I... I really didn't mean that..." The girl's cheeks flushed even more, and she hurriedly looked away, not daring to meet his gaze again.

Looking at the girl's shy appearance, Duanmu Yan finally just shook his head gently and revealed a warm smile.

"Become Phoebe's family? Hmm, of course."

"Mr. Duanmu! Please don't say that... I really didn't mean it that way..."

Phoebe picked up a slice of pizza, turned around shakily, and nibbled on the food in her hand like a little hamster. Her appearance was so cute that it melted your heart.

"So... Phoebe doesn't want me to be family?"

"me……"

The girl, still with her back to him, visibly trembled slightly as she uttered those words.

"I...I didn't say that."

Her voice was muffled, like a soft muttering.

Volume 1: Chapter 119 White Pantyhose Smell Good

Should we make Mr. Duanmu a new member of the family?

How...how can this be?

As a priest of the religious order, I bear the responsibility of spreading the Lord's word to the world. How can I forget my mission because of my own selfish desires?

not to mention……

Mr. Duanmu's relationship with Miss Koleta...

It must be something special, right?

How could I—

Despite telling myself this, hearing Mr. Duanmu's words still felt like a needle pricking my heart.

It didn't hurt much, but it made her feel inexplicably resentful.

That's why I inexplicably...

To say such a thing.

She didn't want to give up on this small miracle that belonged to her.

Perhaps, to others, Duanmu Yan is a very special person, an irreplaceable one.

But in the girl's eyes, Duanmu Yan is just Duanmu Yan, and it's enough for her to see him once a day.

She dared not harbor any more selfish motives, nor did she dare to hope for further progress.

Just keep things the way they are now.

"So, Phoebe, are you willing to let me become your family?" Duanmu Yan tilted his head, taking in the girl's shame and panic.

When discussing matters of the heart, the second young lady may feel shy, but she still maintains the elegance that belongs to "Coletta Mortari".

But Phoebe is different; she completely exposes her vulnerability to you, making you want to defile this pure little lily.

"Well……"

The girl let out a soft, ambiguous sob.

She blinked frantically, still not turning around or answering directly. Instead, she filled her mouth with pizza to avoid Duanmu Yan's questioning.

Abu and the other three voice skeletons did not choose to join them.

They were engrossed in their pizza feast, leaving the stage entirely to him and her.

Duanmu Yan gazed at Phoebe's slender back, then stood up and sat down in front of her: "Phoebe?"

The girl tried to turn her face away in a panic, but he beat her to it—he reached out and gently cupped her cheeks, kneading them.

He had wanted to try rubbing Phoebe's round face for a long time, but unfortunately he hadn't found the right opportunity.

Having finally seized this opportunity, how could I let it slip away so easily?

"Ugh... Mr. Duanmu, please, please don't rub my face..."

The girl's voice was muffled, and she wrinkled her little nose trying to break free, but it was all in vain.

Phoebe's face is like soft, sticky rice cake; once you start kneading it, you can't stop.

After a while, the girl cupped her slightly flushed cheeks and carefully moved back a little.

“Mr. Duanmu…” Her voice carried a hint of grievance and reproach.

"I'm sorry," Duanmu said with a smile. "It's all because Phoebe is too cute, I just couldn't resist."

"Don't say such embarrassing things!" Phoebe quickly picked up a slice of pizza, trying to change the subject. "By the way, we came here to eat pizza. If Mr. Duanmu doesn't eat soon, the pizza will get cold. Here, this tomato and cheese pizza is for you, it's delicious, have a taste."

Duanmu Yan looked at the pizza, then glanced at Phoebe—a certain hidden emotion flickered in the girl's eyes.

She was deliberately changing the subject.

Duanmu Yan was well aware of this.

But he didn't expose her; instead, he went along with what she was saying.

“Yes, it’s time for pizza,” Duanmu Yan suddenly suggested. “How about… Phoebe feeds me?”

"Huh? Do you want me to feed you?" Phoebe's hand, holding the pizza, hovered in mid-air, her cheeks flushing even more. "W-why?"

“I always feel that the pizza that goes through Phoebe’s hands tastes better than the one I get myself.”

"What kind of reason is that?!"

Duanmu Yan remained seated, staring at the pizza unmoved. "So Phoebe doesn't want to? Sigh... Looks like I was just being presumptuous. I thought I could be accepted by Phoebe and become part of the new family. I'm sorry for putting you in a difficult position, I'll be leaving now."

He deliberately feigned a disappointed expression and made a move to get up and leave.

If it were Yuno or Koleta, they would obviously see through his little trick at a glance.

But Phoebe is different—

Naïve and believing his words came from the heart, she panicked and hurriedly tugged at his sleeve. Her petite body trembled slightly in the sea breeze, and her iris-purple eyes seemed to be misty with tears.

"I...I understand...I promise you, I'll feed you pizza."

"Please, please don't leave me..."

Looking at the girl's pitiful appearance, Duanmu Yan suddenly felt a sense of guilt—it's over, Phoebe... seems to have taken it seriously.

Sigh, I'm such a jerk.

That being said, he had no intention of stopping there.

If it were you, could you refuse Phoebe feeding you by hand—no, I mean, hand-feeding you?

If you can refuse this, then you can become a monk.

So Duanmu Yan sat back down in front of Phoebe and opened his mouth slightly.

Phoebe blushed, and her hand holding the pizza trembled slightly.

He lowered his head and took a small bite.

"Is it... delicious?" Phoebe asked softly.

“Yes,” Duanmu Yan nodded with a smile, “The pizza itself is delicious, and it’s even better when Phoebe feeds it herself.”

"Really?" Phoebe's cheeks flushed even more, her gaze drifting to the side as she unconsciously fiddled with her hair. "Then Mr. Duanmu, please eat more. There's still plenty left... Eh? Do I have to feed you? Well, okay then..."

At first, Phoebe was quite reserved.

But slowly...

When she saw Duanmu Yan's smile, her mood involuntarily lightened.

Faith originates from love, love leads to sharing, and sharing in turn returns love.

The true meaning of Pizza Day is sharing and spreading love.

At this moment, she is sharing her past and secrets little by little with this tiny miracle that belongs to her.

As a result, she became more and more skilled at feeding the animals, and the frequency of her feeding increased significantly.

Before Duanmu Yan could even swallow the first slice of pizza, a new pizza was already being offered to his lips.

"This flavor is also delicious, Mr. Duanmu, please try it!"

"and this!"

"This one too!"

"Come on, Mr. Duanmu, open your mouth—ah~"

Duanmu Yan gradually became overwhelmed and almost choked on the pizzas that kept coming. He hurriedly drank a large mouthful of green branch juice to catch his breath.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mr. Duanmu, are you alright?" Phoebe covered her mouth, looking apologetic.

"It's nothing, I just got carried away." Duanmu Yan took a deep breath and waited for the food in his throat to slide smoothly into his stomach before he finally calmed down.

"Do you need to rest for a bit?" Phoebe asked with concern.

Duanmu Yan looked up at the boundless starry sky: "I'm definitely full, it's time to rest for a while."

"Perfect, I brought it with me—" The girl looked down and rummaged through her small bag. "Huh? Where's my folding pillow? Did I forget to bring it?"

Duanmu Yan chuckled: "A pillow? Aren't there some right here?"

"Where?" Phoebe looked around in confusion.

Besides the scattered rocks and gravel, what else could be used as a pillow?

"It's right here."

Before he could finish speaking, Duanmu Yan had already naturally rested his head on the girl's legs. He felt a soft, warm touch on the back of his head and let out a satisfied sigh.

"Mr. Duanmu!?"

Even the docile Phoebe was taken aback by his sudden and bold move.

She lowered her head, her body stiff and unable to move, her hands hanging limply as she stared blankly at Duanmu Yan, who was resting his head on her lap.

The girl did indeed harbor a hazy and subtle feeling in her heart, and secretly hoped to get closer to him.