Neko ran a finger across the Neko in the picture. She seemed quite happy to be with Tenshi. "Baka," she scolded herself. "How come you can't see it? You can't possibly be in love with her, can you? How could you be so blinded by her charms?" She turned the page quickly, but was met with more of the same. "Idiot, even I got past them, and I'm only three days old."
The next few pages were filled more Neko-Tenshi photos. She scowled at a picture where Neko gazed adoringly at Tenshi as the older girl received a trophy for pole vaulting. Honestly, what was her problem?! What was it about Tenshi that had that Mizuno Neko so enthralled? Neko's mind flickered to scenes of Tenshi during the first two days she'd known her, but she brushed the images away angrily. Newborn and na�ve, she couldn't be held responsible for how she felt back then.
She shut the album quickly. Her eyes were beginning to get tired, and she decided that maybe she'd get up and do something else.
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