"This girl should be the prettiest one in our village, but she still has work at the Weaving Guild, and she has to get up early tomorrow to dye cloth. We can't exactly force her to go pick up Master Roshi for us."
Hearing her words, Uchiha Hiko nodded thoughtfully, then turned to Bulma and asked, "Don't you know the president of the Weaving Guild? Can't you ask for a day off for her?"
Uchiha Hiko's question stumped Bulma. She turned to him, a trace of confusion on her face, and said, "Miss Kobayashi already refused. If I go ask her president instead, wouldn't that be disrespecting her decision? How could I do something like that?"
Hearing Bulma speak so righteously, Uchiha Hiko nearly laughed. He did not know whether he should be glad that Bulma was so upright or lament that she did not know how to adapt. But no matter what, the problem before them had to be solved. He turned to Bulma, smiled, and asked, "Bulma, do you trust me?"
Although Bulma did not understand what he meant, her trust in Uchiha Hiko was ingrained in her bones. So she nodded again.
Uchiha Hiko looked at her gently, placed both hands on Bulma's shoulders, and met her eyes. Smiling, he said, "Then I need you to do me a favor first. Are you willing?"
Although Uchiha Hiko had not told her what kind of favor he needed, the person speaking to her was Uchiha Hiko, the man she had always trusted and loved. She felt that no matter what the problem was, she could solve it. She nodded solemnly and said to him, "Don't worry, Hiko. No matter what task you give me, I'll do my best to complete it. Just tell me what you need me