Clone Technique

"Mm!"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"It's getting late. I should probably head back and have dinner!"

"Head back for dinner? Won't you stay and eat at my house?"

"Um... I don't think I should."

"How can you say that? If Dad finds out you taught me how to train and I didn't even invite you to stay for dinner, he'll definitely be mad at me!"

"Well... all right!"

"Great!"

Chi-Chi said, then led Sun Wukong to her house.

"By the way, System, I think I still have one wish left, right?"

"Yes, Master!"

"I want to use that wish to learn the Clone Technique!"

"Of course, Master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a vast amount of knowledge about the Clone Technique appeared in Sun Wukong's mind.

There were two kinds of Clone Techniques: one made clones from strands of hair, and the other was the Multi-Shadow Clone Technique from Naruto.

Sun Wukong chose the first one. He plucked a hair from his head and, while Chi-Chi wasn't paying attention, turned it into a clone and sent it back to Bulma's house.

Sun Wukong finally felt a little more at ease.

When they arrived at Chi-Chi's house, the Ox-King gave Sun Wukong a very warm welcome.

West City, Bulma's house.

Since Bulma had used the Dragon Balls to wish herself four years younger, she had been dressing up to the nines lately.

She hadn't noticed that the person sitting beside her was Sun Wukong's clone.

That afternoon, Sun Wukong switched places with his clone. He had the clone teach Chi-Chi how to train while he returned to Bulma's house to train.

The sun sank toward the horizon.

Seeing that it was getting late, Sun Wukong's clone said goodbye to Chi-Chi and prepared to head back.

"Are you leaving?"

"Mm!"

"Will you come over again tomorrow?"

"Not for now. Practice on your own for a few days first!"

"Then when will you come back?"

"I don't know! But I'll come at least once a week!"

"Only once a week?"

"I have to train too, you know!"

"All right, then! Thanks for teaching me today!"

Sun Wukong's clone nodded and used Instant Transmission to leave Fried Bread Mountain.

West City, Bulma's house.

After returning, Sun Wukong's clone quickly reported back to Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong turned the clone back into a strand of hair.

Just then, Bulma came to the Gravity Room to call Sun Wukong for dinner.

Sun Wukong left the Gravity Room and went out to the courtyard to eat.

Looking at the table laden with food, Sun Wukong quickly picked up his chopsticks and dug in.

"By the way, Goku, Dad said Android 8 came by today?"

"Yeah! What about it?"

Sun Wukong spoke as he shoveled food into his mouth.

"What did he come to see you for?"

"Nothing! He just came to see me!"

"Really?"

Bulma stared at Sun Wukong, unconvinced.

"Yeah. What else could it be?"

"So, Goku, what do you think about getting married?"

"Pfft..."

At her words, Sun Wukong immediately spat out the food he had just eaten.

"Um... Bulma, I don't even have a girlfriend yet, and you're talking to me about marriage!"

"No, I'm just asking if you plan to get married!"

"I do!"

"Then why don't you get a girlfriend?"

"I'm only sixteen!"

"Sixteen isn't that young. If you start dating at sixteen, you can get married at eighteen, right?"

"That's right, Goku!"

Dr. Brief chimed in after hearing them.

The laws in this country were different from those in Sun Wukong's previous world. Men could marry at eighteen, and women at sixteen.

In Sun Wukong's previous world, men had to be twenty-two and women twenty to get married.

Perhaps because of the expectations he'd brought with him from his previous life, Sun Wukong wasn't too fond of getting married young.

"I'll think about it."

"Goku, if you're thinking about getting a girlfriend, I think our Bulma would be a great choice!"

Mrs. Brief said with a smile.

Sun Wukong nodded and continued eating with his chopsticks.

After dinner, Sun Wukong went to the bathroom to take a shower, then sat in Bulma's backyard and gazed at the moon.

The moon wasn't full tonight, so even though Sun Wukong could see it, his body didn't react at all.

"Watching the moon?"

After Sun Wukong had been sitting there for half an hour, Bulma, fresh from her shower, sat down beside him.

Sun Wukong nodded.

"Goku, would you like a drink?"

"Sure!"

Bulma immediately ran inside and came back with two cans of orange juice.

"Here!"

Sun Wukong took the orange juice, opened the can, and took a sip.

Seeing that, Bulma sat down beside him.

"Bulma, how long have we known each other?"

Bulma blinked in surprise.

"Almost four years, I think!"

"I remember I wasn't even as tall as your shoulder back then!"

"That's right! You were so little then. Now you're even taller than me!"

"Bulma, if I'd never grown taller, like Krillin, would you still have liked me?"

"Maybe I would have back then! But I wouldn't now!"

"Why not?"

"Why does everything in the world need an explanation? I like you because I like you!"

"Yeah! Why does everything in the world need an explanation?"

It was just like how ending up in this world hadn't been his choice either.

Bulma glanced at Sun Wukong, unsure why he'd suddenly said that.

Then Sun Wukong suddenly looked at Bulma and said,

"Bulma, how about we try being boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Try? You mean you'll be my boyfriend?"

"Mm!"

"That's wonderful!"

Bulma jumped up from her chair, delighted, and hugged Sun Wukong.

Then Bulma happily sat back down and leaned her head against Sun Wukong's shoulder.

The next morning.

After Sun Wukong and Bulma had agreed to be a couple,

Sun Wukong accompanied Bulma to the movies that day.

For their first date, Bulma had taken extra care to dress up.

Sun Wukong had planned to just change into some casual clothes, but Bulma insisted that he wear the suit she'd bought him.

Left with no choice, Sun Wukong put on the dark blue suit Bulma had bought.

Bulma wore light makeup that day, but the lipstick on her lips was strikingly red.

On the way to the cinema, Bulma held Sun Wukong's hand with her left. The crowds all along the street made him feel very uncomfortable.

At the theater, Bulma bought some popcorn and cola, then took Sun Wukong to seats near the front.

The movie was a romance, and Sun Wukong wasn't particularly interested in it, while Bulma cried her eyes out.

By the time the movie ended, it was nearly noon.

Bulma wrapped both arms around Sun Wukong's arm and took him to a nearby restaurant for lunch.

"Goku, what's wrong with you today?"

Bulma asked, noticing that Sun Wukong had barely smiled all morning.

"Nothing!"

"Then why do you look so unhappy?"

"I'm not. The movie this morning just wasn't very good!"

"Really? Then shall we watch another one this afternoon?"

"N-no need. I'm not really that into movies!"