Why Don't Both of Us Have Weddings at the Same Time?

The UTVs glided smoothly on the wide beach. 

Ryota drove the first UTV with Nanako sitting next to him. His niece and nephew were already waiting for them at the appointed place.

A little further behind them, Kazuya skillfully followed Ryota.

Himari, Izumi and Chiharu sat on their respective seats with safety harnesses strapped over their bodies. The two children's eyes were glued to the scene of the white sandy beach.

Cool sea breeze brushed against their skins, ruffling their hair into a mess. Behind them, the tire marks trailed on the sand. 

Himari averted her gaze from the back of the first UTV to her man who was driving next to her. Kazuya appeared so calm as he maneuvered the vehicle. 

"Kazuya, aside from driving a car, paddling a boat, riding a superbike and a horse and now a UTV, what else could you do? Oh ya, you could even draw, paint and cook."