West City, Bulma's home.
Bulma, who had just broken up with Yamcha, sat by the window with her chin resting on her hands, gazing curiously at the enormous celestial structure on the horizon.
As the daughter of Capsule Corp, she had inherited her father's genius intellect and her mother's beauty. The only flaw was that she had a tendency to get lovestruck.
Of course, as she grew older, Bulma had become increasingly mature and was no longer as boy-crazy as before.
Bored, she picked up the Dragon Radar from the drawer and pressed the scan button. On its detection screen, there were still only four tiny points of light.
Ever since the Dragon Balls had been used to make a wish last time, only four Dragon Balls remained on Earth. There had been no trace whatsoever of the other three.
Clever as she was, Bulma had connected this to the Dragon Ball shielding box technology Pilaf had once invented and realized that someone had deliberately hidden the Dragon Balls.
There was nothing Bulma could do about it unless she asked Son Goku to visit Fortune-teller Baba again and use her abilities to find out where the remaining three Dragon Balls were.
But Bulma did not know that even if she and Son Goku went to Fortune-teller Baba, the old woman would not dare tell them where the remaining three Dragon Balls were.
That was because Akamai had hidden the three remaining Dragon Balls separately on Mercury, Mars, and Pluto.
And powerful human warriors were guarding them.
As long as Fortune-teller Baba had any sense, she would know that Blue Star Group was not a force she could afford to offend.
Just as Bulma was bored out of her mind, her phone rang. When she picked it up and saw who