Dia peers at Hanamaru's cheeks, carefully reaching her hand near Maru's cheeks and pinched her cheek. Hanamaru squealed indigently, shoving Dia's hand. "Dia-chan?
"W-what are you….?" Maru cups her cheek, her jaw dropping.
"Hm? Ah, I-I'm sorry, Hanamaru-san. Y-you're cheeks um…" Dia swallowed hard; staring at her hand. The same one she used to pinch Hanamaru's cheeks. Those adorable cheeks were soft and fitted right into her fingers. Not to mention, the warmth. "Can I touch them again?"
"What?" Hanamaru exclaimed. She was positive her ears were hearing things.
"May I?"
Dia's stern gaze met Hanamaru's own puzzled face and she instinctively nodded her head. Dia's hastily strolled closer and cupped Hanamaru's face, pinching her cheeks with enough force of a mad human. Dia's elated expression was becoming frighteningly by the minute and Hanamaru hoped she didn't make a mistake. But, it was to see Dia excited, smiling in awe when she pinched Hanamaru's cheek gently.
Hanamaru giggled, touching Dia's hands as she began kneading her cheeks once again.