Standing in the heat was something you don't like to do, but if it means seeing this beautiful scenery you would gladly do so. You were too busy watching the scenery that you didn't realize Kafka had taken a picture of you, the quiet familiar click was what drag your attention back to her.

"Oh? Didn't think you would hear that sweetheart."

Kafka chuckles, walking over to you with the newly taken picture in hand and a sly smirk. You got to admit, you did look amazing in the picture.