Hunched over her latest essay, Kurumi’s quill flew over the paper as she attempted to keep up with all the ideas that were flowing through her head before they got lost in her rather complicated thought process. Walnut pawed at her arm wondering just how much longer it was going to take before the girl remembered to feed him. Realizing that his pawing was going unnoticed, Walnut flopped himself right down smack in the middle of her parchment.

“Walnut! I can’t work on my essay with you sitting on it,” Kurumi sighed glancing at the time.

Exactly, the cat meowed.