Senga continued his school life, except now his life included a No. 18.
Since that day, No. 18 and Senga have been getting closer and closer, and in other people's eyes, the two look no different from a couple.
That day, the school organized a visit to the Capsule Corp. On the No. 18, he arrived early at Senga's classroom door to wait.
Even though the male students passing by knew that No. 18 was already taken, they still couldn't help but take a second look.
No. 18 was already used to these stares. She crossed her arms and leaned quietly against the wall, adopting an aloof and unapproachable demeanor.
Inside the classroom, a group of gossipy students huddled together, discussing something in hushed tones.
"Hey, look, isn't that Lazuli? Is she here to see Senga again?"
"Of course! Could she be here to see you?"
"I'm pretty self-aware, okay? How could a girl like that be interested in me?"
"I can't believe that Senga has won over the school's most beautiful girl in less than two months! It's truly infuriating to see someone like him like that!"
"There's nothing strange about that. Senga is practically perfect. Have you guys forgotten that basketball game? Lance was completely demoralized by him!"
"Yes, I heard that the PE teacher approached Senga, wanting him to participate in the city-level competition, but he refused."
"Senga- kun was ultimately taken away by someone else. It's so heartbreaking!"
"Hey! You're a guy!"
After a while, Senga's figure appeared at the end of the corridor. Seeing Senga, No. 18's lips curled into a smile. When Senga walked to her side, she spoke.
"You're such a busy person! Where have you been again?"
Senga shrugged and said with a helpless expression,
"It's those PE teachers again. They insist I participate in some basketball tournament."
"So? You agreed?"
"No, that's all I'm good at. I'd better not embarrass myself."
"Stop joking! I think your skills are good enough to win a national championship!"
"Haha, it seems you have a lot of confidence in me!"
No. 18 turned her head and clicked her tongue, then naturally took Senga's hand and walked downstairs.
"I'm not going to argue with you anymore. Let's hurry downstairs to meet up. The bus will leave soon, let's see if there are any good seats left!"
The "good seats" that No. 18 mentioned were the kind of seats that are next to each other. However, when the two of them got on the bus, they found that there were no more "good seats" left, and the only seats left were single seats.
Senga said casually,
"Looks like we'll have to sit separately. I'll go to the front..."
"Don't sit! Let's stand!"
No. 18 interrupted Senga directly, and to everyone's surprise, she boldly grabbed Senga's arm and leaned against him.
Senga himself hadn't expected No. 18 to be so proactive. He looked down at No. 18 and found that although her expression seemed calm, her flushed face betrayed her inner emotions.
When it comes to relationships, No. 18 is still a novice, and making such intimate gestures in front of everyone is quite a challenge for her.
Moreover, there was some traffic congestion on the road, with cars stopping and starting intermittently. No. 18 bumped into Senga's arms several times, which made her face turn redder and redder, and you could even vaguely see some white gas coming out of her head.
Fortunately, the journey wasn't far, and the car quickly arrived at its destination: the entrance of the All-Purpose Adhesive Company.
As soon as the door opened, No. 18 dashed out like a rabbit, and everyone in the carriage couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Of course, they meant no harm; they just found the scene quite amusing.
Senga got off the bus and found No. 18 next to a big tree.
As Senga approached, No. 18 asked, her face flushed.
Was I really embarrassing just now?
Senga reached out and tapped No. 18's forehead, smiling as she spoke.
"What's so embarrassing about you? I think you're quite adorable!"
"Really...?"
"Of course it's true! Who dares say you're a disgrace? I'll beat them up for you!"
"Then it's better not to, I'm afraid you'll beat someone to death!"
No. 18 looked at Senga with a serious expression, feeling that Senga really had the power to kill someone with a single punch.
Just as the two were talking, a stylishly dressed woman with short blonde hair suddenly appeared. She smiled, her eyes narrowed.
"Oh my, what a handsome couple! Are you students here for a visit?"
No. 18 was startled. She instinctively stepped back behind Senga, looking at the "squinty-eyed" person in front of her with a wary expression.
Senga felt the man looked familiar, and he tentatively asked,
"Yes, are you Mrs. Brief?"
"Hey? Do you know me, sir? What's your name?"
"My name is Uchiha Senga, and her name is Lazuli."
No. 18 looked at Mrs. Brief in surprise, not expecting her to look so young, considering that Dr. Brief was already over sixty years old!
But thinking about it, it makes sense. Rich men usually marry young and beautiful women, so it's not unreasonable.
However, No. 18 was wrong. Mrs. Brief was not young at all; she just looked young.
It's truly outrageous that her face didn't change much even until her death.
Mrs. Brief covered her mouth and laughed.
"Hehehe, what are you two doing here? I see your classmates have already gone inside."
"Well, it seems we've fallen behind."
"It's alright, in that case, I'll show you around."
She actually had a pretty good impression of Senga, though Senga's face was at least 80% to blame.
No. 18 immediately became alert. She reached out to grab Senga's arm, but Senga had already agreed first.
"Thank you for your help."
Mrs. Brief's squinting eyes looked even more curved as she moved closer to Senga. Upon seeing this, No. 18's face fell, and disregarding any sense of shame, she forcefully hugged Senga's arm, as if asserting her ownership.
She clung to Senga like that, silently following Mrs. Brief into the company.
Mrs. Brief was indeed honest; she actually took Senga and No. 18 directly to Dr. Brief's workshop, without worrying that Senga might leak any important blueprints inside.
Before we even went inside, the crackling sound of welding came from within.
Pushing open the door, inside was a girl wearing a mask and with a blue ponytail.
For Senga, this girl was no stranger; she was Bulma, the undisputed female lead in Dragon Ball.