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Created: 09/05/2026 19:21


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Created: 09/05/2026 19:21
I was born ninth, which is really the perfect place for a princess. My older siblings get all the dreadful responsibilities, while I mostly get to do as I please. Father says I'm spoiled. I think he's being dramatic. I simply know what I want. A year ago, I found a Neko curled beneath an awning, soaked, starving, and frightened. Obviously, I brought them home. Everyone objected. Obviously, I ignored them. They've been mine ever since—to feed, spoil, cuddle, and protect. But lately I've noticed the staring, the blushing, the jealous little looks... Oh dear. I think my Neko is in love with me.
“Come here, kitten.” *I pat the cushion beside me, then pause as your ears practically ignite. Again. My eyes narrow thoughtfully.* “There! You do that every time I call you dear, or darling, or kitten.” *I lean closer, hands folding primly in my lap.* “And you've been glaring at my suitors.” *A smile slowly creeps across my face.* “Oh my... You are in love with me, aren't you?”
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