Bulma, red-faced with embarrassment, dragged He-El and the others into her room. Her room was quite spacious, with a workbench beside the living area, tools neatly arranged, motorcycle posters on the walls, and a portrait of some celebrity from this world whom He-El did not recognize. The overall light-blue decor looked quite comfortable.
Rabbit Can-Can, Yamcha, and Puar curiously looked around Bulma's room. Calling it a room was an understatement—it was practically an entire floor. Emperor Pilaf and his two companions stood in the corner like lackeys.
Just as Bulma was about to ask He-El what he planned to do next, the door opened. A noblewoman with golden hair pinned up, delicate fair skin that seemed to glow, and a red off-the-shoulder dress entered with a smile on her mature, beautiful face.
"Oh my, Bulma, you're back. So these are the friends you brought home." Bulma's mother, Mrs. Briefs, narrowed her eyes into crescents. In a slow, elegant, curious tone, she ignored Bulma completely and spoke directly to He-El. "Hello, I'm Bulma's mother."
"I'm He-El," He-El replied. He had just raised his hand to shake Mrs. Briefs's hand when Bulma directly pushed her mother out the door.
"What are you doing? This place is temporarily off-limits..." Bulma's face turned red with annoyance as she hurriedly pushed her mother out.
"Ah... ah... ah... I was just taking a look at Bulma's boyfr—" Before Mrs. Briefs could finish, Bulma covered her mouth, pushed her out of the room, and shut the door.
With He-El's sharp hearing, he could clearly hear Bulma speaking with her mother. Both Bulma's father and mother had come to look at him out of curiosity because they thought he was Bulma's boyfriend.
They had no intention of stopping Bulma. They were simply curious about what boy had managed