Laugh with me

As I expected, Izumi-senpai soon found herself uncomfortable with that position. However, because she didn’t want to admit it, she tried to endure as much as possible.

Not wanting for the girl to hurt herself because of this weird stunt of hers, I opened up her legs, allowing me to lean forward. Before she could call out what I did, my arms were already enclosed to her back, and used a little bit of force to carry her to my lap.

As soon as she found herself straddling me, Izumi-senpai cupped my cheeks, trying to squeeze my head with all her might.

Obviously, with how weak her arms were at the moment, she only managed to pull a duck face from me. She then unwittingly laughed, finding that too funny at the same time as forgetting her annoyance for bringing her to my lap.

“This should be your default face, shameless junior.” While still holding my head in between her palms, Izumi-senpai’s humorous giggles filled this abandoned clubroom.