"Argenta! Look what I got here!"

I was enjoying the breeze as I sat on a vast, flowery meadow. Despite the summer sun, a cool and pleasing wind caressed my skin. When suddenly, Joey rushed towards me with a bright smile adorning his face, shattering my well-deserved calm without a care. In his hands: a small, yet remarkably large, square gray object.

"What is it?" I asked him as soon as he knelt beside me, eager to showcase his great find.

"It's a magical item! Look at it!" he exclaimed, slightly waving the object in his hands.

I blinked as I leaned in to analyze the object. Getting a better look, it resembled a little box, with a glass lens on the front and some other details at the top.

"Isn't it... a camera?" I murmured.

He eagerly shook his head. "My father gave it to me. He said it captures the light! The light passes through the lens, and the moment you press the button, it is captured and written within it, generating an image of the scene!"

I leaned back, blinking once more. "Just like... a camera..."

"This is a magical item! Surely it's more than just a simple camera!" he insisted, admiring every angle of the item before pointing it at me. "Look!"

He pushed the button, and with a loud click, a blinding flash of light surrounded the area.

"My eyes!"

My hands immediately reached for my face, rubbing my eyes trying to ease the burn while he laughed.

"I take back everything I said!" I exclaimed. "That thing is a weapon!"

"How dramatic," he chuckled. "You're just not used to having your picture taken."

"That thing didn't take a picture; it took away my ability to see..." I groaned as I rubbed some more before squinting, finally able to make out shapes again.

Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

"Oh!" Joey suddenly exclaimed, his eyes falling onto the little blinding bastard. "Look, it's generating!"

The thingy emitted strange whirring noises for a good minute before finally spitting a solid square of paper from underneath it, letting it fall to the ground. Joey reached out for it.

"Oh, look!" he said with a grin, holding the picture right in front of my face. "Even here, your expression is stoic."

"I'm about to punch you," I deadpanned.

He laughed, glancing back at it. "It is magical, though. The quality is far more superior than the regular ones. Colorful, detailed... It's a piece of art!"

As he kept praising the image generated from the torture device, I deftly snatched it from his hand.

"Well, why don't you give it a try, then?" I asked him, a wicked grin now spreading across my face.

He nodded with an optimistic smile. "Sure. Shot!"

I raised the camera, and then... click.

"Whoa..." he blinked, rubbing his eyes. "It is a strong light indeed..."

"How dramatic..." I mocked, mimicking his earlier tone. He chuckled in response.

After some time, the item made weird noises again, and another picture slid out.

He grabbed it, still partially rubbing his eyes. "Look at it. Isn't it pretty?"

I stared at the picture. Without a doubt, the quality was outstanding. "Not bad, but I'm not sure it's worth the pain."

"Why don't we take one together?" he proposed.

I blinked. "So, I take it you like being blinded."

He chuckled. "Come on, one last picture! It'd be a shame not to!"

I sighed. "Alright... Last one for real, though. My eyes won't be able to take more after that."

He nodded, and positioned himself closer to me. "Hmm... should we pose?"

"Pose?" I tilted my head.

"Pose!"

"H-How?!"

Panicking, I raised my hand, fingers splayed, menacingly.

"It's alright, I didn't press the button," he pointed out.

"Joey..."

"Really cool pose, though!"

I groaned. "How do we pose?"

"Hmm..." he appeared pensive. "Well, first of all, you smile."

"Smile..."

He nodded. "Just like when you tried to steal my grocery bags."

A laugh almost escaped me at that. Then, I took a deep breath, closing my eyes to focus all of my strength on my mother's teachings on how to be an endearing lady.

And just like an actress... "Like this?"

"Oh! Perfect!" he exclaimed. "Alright, are we ready?"

"Hold on... I have a plan," I said, closing one of my eyes as I struck a new pose. "I'm going to minimize the damage like this."

He stifled a laugh. "By closing one eye?"

"Hmm-hm! This little toy can do nothing in the face of my genius mind!"

"Alright. Then, ready?"

"Hmm-hm!"

"Three, two, one..."

Click.

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