“Ugh…don’t ever make that face again”. Miyamura takes his hands off my face, staring at me in irritation. 

Heh.

Serves him right. 

My smile is not some party trick— I can’t do it on command.

And even if I could, I would not smile at him. This was just a mistake. 

I just made a face to go along with his demand, and he apparently hated it.

“You’re finding this hilarious, aren’t you?”. Miyamura asks, glaring at me. 

Well, forgive me for ...