>>5952357To everyone else, she was the illustrious teenage super genius, but to you, she was your longtime friend Bulma Enchanto. Practically housed with a Ph.D. in Applied Dynamics and a minor in tactical weaponry, she was set to be the next figurehead of her family's company. Yet here she was spending time with a monkey girl getting to all sorts of wacky adventures. You had almost forgotten how the two of you met, it was an every occurrence as at the time you were participating in martial arts in the club's dojo. Yet, that same practice ended up attracting the curious mind of the child genius. One thing led to another and you found yourself being the stunning guinea pig for the researcher's goal for endless supply of global energy.
You were amused by her eccentricity as you could tell her scholarly endeavors were genuine. Perhaps, that's why you ended up becoming close friends, besties even, as her actions open the door for your motley crew today. You never flat-out said it, but you were thankful for the haughty heiress turned action girl for being your first real friend. Thus, you were willing to put up going to school and even college if it helped the scientist out. That, and you sure that she could pay for your tuition no problem. But that didn't stop you from saving up money from the various tournaments you entered under a false alias for cash. You wanted to travel the world and be able to support yourself so your grandma didn't have to worry.
As you recall what was so important that Bulma had to show you, your mind immediately recoils as the thought finally comes to you. You weren't fully paying attention at the time but you recall something about wanting to show you a pair of balls from a dragon. Your face winces at the thought, practically cringing at the imagery. You've eaten a lot of strange things in your life, but you were never going to gargle someone's nutsack for dinner. You didn't care if it came from a magical dragon or whatever, you had standards and rights after all. Right as you firmly cement your abhorred stance on the topic, you would pick up the sight of an aircraft coming to the area. At long last your friend had arrived.
"Hey, long time no see, Son Koku." The bluish, sometimes purple-haired woman chipperly cried with a smile.
"Bulma, it's only been a week since we last saw each other." You flatly answer, forming a soft smile yourself as you get up from your meditative pose.
"That's like forever between us." Bulma pouts, stepping out of her airplane after landing it a fair good distance from you. Soon regaining her smile as she walks over to you. "Anyway, are you ready to be blown away by the mystical orbs of wonder I told you about earlier?"
"I'm telling you right now, I'm not eating dragon's balls." You interject, causing her to fall out of shock.
"Oh my...YOU BLOCKHEAD, IT'S NOT LIKE THAT AT ALL. DID YOU NOT HEAR ME ON YOUR PHONE OR LOOK AT THE PHOTOS I'VE SENT." Bulma shouts hotly, stomping her foot.
