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Cats and the Eiffel Tower

（Nancycake is the name of cat.）

Shout.

We're at the Seine.

I glanced at my watch.

It's almost time. I don't know what the French think about punctuality, but IF it were me, I'd be furious.

Looking ahead, I never thought I was so far from the Eiffel Tower.

I sped over.

I wonder why I wear heels.

I even thought about taking it off and running.

I saw Vincent.

... He was holding something in his hand.

Vincent wore a khaki windbreaker with a black sweater that shortened his neck slightly, but a plaid scarf hid the top of his neck just right.

Honestly, it's the first time I've seen him without a suit.

Much younger than wearing a suit.

"There you are." His voice was calm. "I thought you'd come like this."

"I'm sorry... Raphael, you know, he can put it off."

"So you should let me pick you up."

"... No, Raphael will fire me if he sees me."

"Honey, you should have left that ridiculous company and joined us."

"I know... How many times have you told me..."

Vincent glanced slightly to the left. "Here you go."

It's a hydrogen balloon in the shape of a heart, and I just saw it on the road.

"Thank you... . But don't spend so much next time..."

"Do you like this one or the rose? ... I thought you'd like this."

"No need... This is really good. Thank you, Vincent."

"Don't mention it." There was silence.

Vincent invited me, and I was kind of happy at first, but I regret it now.

My relationship with Vincent, only Lois and Rafael know, and Rafael almost fired me at first, even ignored me for days, but who wouldn't want to say no to the Prince of Darkness in Paris? Besides, it's a secret relationship. I like the excitement. "Vincent." I broke the silence. "Maybe you can tell me when you started, um... Want to know me?" "At the Canal Saint-Martin."

"Oh." I frowned. "Don't talk about that contest anymore. I'm really..." "I see. You seem to be obsessed with my kiss." "Wait, WHEN did I say I couldn't forget it? I wanted to forget it, but..." "If it offends you, then I may apologize for my behavior." Vincent smiled. "After all, you're the smartest woman I've ever met." "Thank you." "But together, the truth has finally emerged. I like the truth."

"So do I."

"But I'd also like to know what made you... ." Vincent took a look at my bag. "Ah ---------."

"Oh?" I looked at him in surprise. "What, what's wrong?"

"What's that moving thing in your bag?"

"Oh, my cat, Nancycake."

"I knew it, god." He almost went white. "It's a real cat... .Really."

Nancycake jumped out of her bag as if she had been summoned.

"Stay away from me, you stupid cat... .." Vincent immediately took several steps back.

"Why, she's so cute?"

"I just want to ask you, why do you have a cat in your bag?"

"There's no one to take care of her, so I have to take her to work."

"Bring a cat to work? I feel sorry for that bastard Raphael."

"But why do you hate cats so much?"

"... It's either annoying or... Not close. I was scratched by a cat when I was a kid, and then I have an allergy to cat hair."

"Oh!" I suddenly realized, "So you have a dog hanging in your office with a banana instead of a cat?"

"Forget about the picture. Put your cat back in your bag."

"No, she's been holding it all day."

"Good heavens." Vincent had nothing to say.

I've never seen him in such a state of decline.

Maybe he really doesn't like cats.

We looked at the Eiffel Tower in golden light.

Perhaps because of the festival, all Paris was brightly lit.

"Come on, Vincent, what were you going to ask?"

"When did you notice me?"

"When you're a villain. "

"The villain." Vincent laughed. "What villain? I only used love for better things, but as it turns out, I was wrong... Perhaps love is not something that money can buy, it is something that exists in the heart, and even the elite cannot be shaken."

In the dark night sky, flecks of white snow were falling.

"It's snowing." Vincent sighed. "Once in decades."

"Maybe it's the cat."

"... You can shut up." Vincent said helplessly.

"You're really nice, though."

"What?"

"Nothing. I mean, cats are really cute."

"Will you stop talking about cats?"

"Well, well..."

I smiled, the red love balloon accidentally fell off, flew into the air.

Where white and darkness meet, it infuses red love.

Lovers in the distance saw, also have to release the balloons in the hand, a time, Paris was enveloped by a heart.

"Nice."

"To tell you the truth, it is. No complaints about me buying this now?"

"... Why is that the first thing you thought of?"

"Because I care about you."

Vincent walked slowly toward me,

"Really... Very much."

Nancycake suddenly ran over.

"God... Can we get her back? !!!!!!!!"

I began to laugh again.

This has to be the loveliest February 14th I've ever had.

#colp #Vincent Karm

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