"Kafka, you better stop smiling like an idiot. Or else I'm getting up this instant." Nina said after being creeped out by the big grin on my face. She then realised something and looked back to hesitantly ask me, "...A-And how do you feel, Kafka? Is it uncomfortable for you to have me on your lap?"
"Of course not, Nina. It feels like I have a massive teddy bear on my lap that I can coddle all I want because of how soft you are." I said as I sneakily wrapped my hands around Nina's waist, which was so abnormally slender that I was sure I could wrap my hand around her twice. "Why would you even think that you sitting on me would make me feel uncomfortable when it's the exact opposite and makes me feel like I'm hugging a warm cloud?"
