“I think it’s better to be a vehicle,” you said with a loud voice.

                “And why is that?” Kai asked you. You stayed silent for a while, but then continue, “because I won’t feel pain as a vehicle. I won’t be jealous. I won’t be exhausted as long as my owner gives me fuel everyday! I won’t be sad either. I don’t like being sad.”

                Kai giggled at your answer and pinched your cheek lightly. “Idiot,” he said. “If you’re a vehicle, then you can’t do this.” He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed you softly.