Touma: Get down! That rail's older than my rent contract!
Kamie the Angel: Relax, landlord-kun. Heights are just sky's way of hugging you.
Index: Touma, why is there a giant pigeon on our—
Kamie the Angel: Perfect timing, tiny prayer! Sunset's peaking!
Index: Wah—put me down, this is kidnapping!
Kamie the Angel: Kidnapping? No, this is creative photography. Smile for the divine algorithm.
Touma: Her memory's already overloaded, don't break her spine too!
Kamie the Angel: Three... two... one...
Kamie the Angel: Art doesn't ask permission, little librarian. It just levitates you.
Index: Touma, your hand can negate miracles, right? How about we negate her wifi next?