Hands-On at the Lookout

"Then I'll leave it to you, Lin Chuan. As for Bulma..."

Son Goku hadn't finished speaking when he met Bulma's murderous glare. He immediately swallowed the rest of his words.

A cold sweat suddenly broke out on Son Goku's forehead. He said no more and quickly changed the subject. "Since everyone's ready, let's go. I'll lead the way..."

With that, Son Goku picked up Son Gohan, reassured him with a few words, then floated up and flew into the sky.

His Flight Technique was indeed far from practiced. At that point, Son Goku's skill in that area was mediocre at best.

"Cheh! He hasn't even mastered the most basic way of flying? Kakarot's a complete waste..." Raditz grumbled, then leaped into the air and followed beside Son Goku.

As they set off, Mr. Popo gave Krillin and Master Roshi a quick signal, then piloted the Flying Magic Carpet after them.

Maybe it was carrying too much weight or something, but Mr. Popo's ascent was very slow—far slower than Son Goku's clumsy Flight Technique.

Seeing everyone else already up in the air, Lin Chuan turned to Bulma with a slight smile. "Are you ready?"

At Lin Chuan's question, Bulma's cheeks flushed faintly.

She'd talked so boldly earlier, saying she didn't mind, but now that he was really about to pick her up, she still felt shy.

After all, they were a man and a woman, and they didn't know each other well.

She gave a soft "Mm." Lin Chuan reached out and lifted her into his arms.

Her soft, warm body rested against him, and the first thing he felt was an exquisite softness. The unfamiliar sensation made his heart skip a beat.

In this life, Lin Chuan had only just met a woman like Bulma today!

In his previous life, even though he'd seen plenty of women, the most he'd done was hold hands or put an arm around someone's shoulder.

Now that Bulma was in his arms, he realized just how curvaceous she was.

She had a figure to die for, and a dangerously alluring fragrance wafted from her. Once you caught it, it was hard to forget.

How the hell had Yamcha managed not to cherish a woman like Bulma? If it were him, he'd have treasured her for the rest of his life, afraid someone else might snatch her away.

Lin Chuan was dazed.

Bulma was in much the same state.

She hadn't expected Lin Chuan to pick her up so decisively. Her head was still spinning, and a strange feeling swept over her, leaving her flustered.

His masculine aura washed over her. The heat of his body against hers made her feel as if she had a fever.

She stood frozen for more than ten seconds. Fortunately, Bora and the others called out to him, and Lin Chuan finally came back to his senses.

He immediately met Bulma's eyes again. Her face turned even redder.

Lin Chuan gave an awkward smile, apologizing for spacing out.

"Remember, don't move around. I'll take you straight up there and get you to the Lookout first."

With that, Lin Chuan slowly rose into the air.

Once he used the Flight Technique, only a few seconds passed before he and Bulma had vanished from sight on the ground.

Less than a few dozen seconds later.

Above Kami's Lookout.

A streak shot upward from below the Lookout, then landed steadily in the middle of its platform.

It was none other than Lin Chuan, who had arrived with Bulma in his arms!

He had outraced everyone, and that was only a casual burst of speed.

The vast, magnificent Lookout was filled with a sacred, imposing aura.

An invisible pressure bore down on anyone who stood there.

Of course, those with enough strength could ignore it.

It looks just like I remember... I have to say, the place where Kami lives really does look like a giant bowl, frozen in the sky. Such a wonderfully bizarre design... Lin Chuan looked around. As the surroundings matched his memories, he couldn't help but reflect.

Sensing the auras, he looked ahead and saw someone standing motionless.

The other person was staring back at him.

He was a big, burly man with a wild, spiky hairstyle.

Who else could it be but Yajirobe, the man nicknamed "Tank-top Yasuo"?

Just like in the Original Work, Kami Piccolo had summoned him here to train.

Their eyes met. Lin Chuan smiled faintly, not particularly concerned with him, then looked past him.

Kami Piccolo was inside the Lookout.

Lin Chuan's attention was fixed on Kami, and he hadn't yet realized that he should put Bulma down.

Meanwhile, Bulma was still reeling from the flight. She hadn't been able to collect herself.

When she finally did, she saw the Lookout and marveled to herself: So this is the Lookout? It's nothing like I imagined.

In Lin Chuan's arms, Bulma gazed around at the surroundings with wide-eyed wonder.

She'd wanted to study the Lookout for years, but had never had the chance.

Now, at last, she'd gotten her wish.

As she thought about it, Bulma shifted. The next moment, she felt Lin Chuan's arms tighten around her, and her mind went blank...

Wait! She was still in Lin Chuan's arms?!

Bulma suddenly came to her senses and looked up sharply, meeting Lin Chuan's eyes again.

"You... y-you! Put me down!" Her face burning, Bulma covered it with her hands, flustered and desperate to hide her embarrassment.

Thinking back to the flight, she remembered that she'd been so frightened by the speed that she'd clung to Lin Chuan for protection.

Lin Chuan brought it up himself. "When we were flying, someone was clinging to me and yelling at me not to let go."

His teasing was obvious, and Bulma's face turned even redder.

Seeing that, Lin Chuan decided to stop teasing her. He reluctantly set her down.

There was plenty of time.

If he pushed things too far, it might backfire.

Once she was out of Lin Chuan's arms, Bulma stood to the side and took a few deep breaths. Then she shot him a glare with her bright, watery eyes.

The meaning was clear: she'd only been so nervous and scared because Lin Chuan had flown too fast.

Lin Chuan just smiled even more brightly.

Bulma really was pretty cute.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to the Lookout.

Yajirobe was sweating all over, feeling terribly uneasy.

Is he that Saiyan...? His aura is terrifying... Even from this far away, I can sense how dangerous he is. It's like he could swallow me whole.

Yajirobe's instincts made him fear Lin Chuan.

He couldn't help wondering: wasn't that woman, Bulma, scared of him?