>>5641179“Is that all...” Bulma exclaimed as she laments on her fiance basically being splintered into four brand new individuals. Mixed feelings came flooding in around her as she thinks about the prospect. She wanted her Douji back no doubt about it. At the same time, there was something equally romantic about being the princess of her own host club party. Drool was starting to come out of her succulent lips as her eyes turned into heart symbols.
“Might want to do something about your face. It looks like their vision is coming into form.” Aeos bluntly remarks, cupping her hand against her lips to hold back a laugh.
It took the blue-haired scientist to slap herself hard against the face to snap herself out of her Fantasista Daydreaming. Bulma would let out a silent hiss, still not getting used to how strong she has become after her sacred baptism and partaking in the divine feast. As her cheek swells a bit, throbbing softly from the pain, she made a puffed-up pout before looking at Aeos. “Be quiet! I don't need you to narrate something that they don't need to see.”
“Yes, Yes.” Aeos retort, clearly taking the piss out of Bulma. Far more amused by her antics than downright off-put by how causal the sixteen-turned-seventeen-year-old was acting in her divine presence and within her domain I might add.
True to her words, your vision would finally clear up as you could now see the two people that you were able to clearly perceive through voice alone. Focusing your formally blurry eyes to the center, you were met with a comfy large throne chair fit for a goddess. The plush red cushion blended well with the gold plating that gave the well-crafted structure its glittering luster. From the furniture alone, you could tell that you were in some sort of throne room. Turning to the side you were met with a wide assortment of different luxurious furniture and apparatuses befitting someone of Aeos's status. Of course, on closer inspection, it seem that the room doubled as a command center.
Turning back to look at the two figures, your eyes focused on the one who was sitting on a throne. The first one was a woman of modest yet alluring charm. While she was short and petite, she was all but fragile or lacking in womanly appeal. Just from the first look alone, you considered the one known as Aeos to be rather a filled-out shortstack. Despite her youthful appearance, there was an air of maturity and authority coming from her casual demeanor. Her medium-length aquamarine hair and pale teal skin made her appear all the more otherworldly and sublime. Dressed in the special blue and gold garments of the Supreme Kais, albeit more feminine and casual than the standard, underneath the robes is a sleeveless turtleneck unitard. The most noticeable thing aside from her casual winning smile and pointy elven ears was her golden clock-embedded crown.
