Panic instantly became written all over Marika’s face. However, not knowing where to grab hold, she inadvertently circled her arms around my neck.
As I felt her round buttocks settling on my lap for the second time, Marika involuntarily pushed her head to my neck, clinging to me in a rather daring manner. I was a little tempted to grab those again but without the surprise factor from yesterday, I could completely reel my desire, letting my hand remain wrapped around her waist
A few seconds later, I heard Marika’s muffled voice. Even though she said that in a very low volume, it got delivered clearly due to how close she was.
“Junior-kun, must you grab me like this? This isn’t what I’m expecting. Is there even a need to demonstrate it…? You can use words…”
With her voice teetering between disbelief and embarrassment, the girl couldn’t even look up or realize the situation we were in.