Three years
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It had been three years since I last saw Canaan. I had grown up a lot. I made it so that Canaan wouldn't have to protect me anymore I can do it myself. I needed to proven to her I didn't want her to protect me anymore. I can do most things she can do now. I still act like my old self just more mature. I lives in the heart of Japan. in Tokyo.
I was taking pictures of the skyline when I saw something run across. On instinct my finger pressed the shutter button and snapped a picture. I ran home quickly to develop the picture. I'm so happy I had my own little dark room for personal pictures.
I looked at the film. It had to be her. I mean she had more if a figure and a bigger chest but everything else was the same. She was just as beautiful as I remember if not more.
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