Two People Alone in a Room

(Bulma is not the female lead. If you feel there is too much description, feel free to skip it. I describe Bulma only because she is the most important female character in Dragon Ball, but that does not mean she must be the protagonist! After all, Frieza's constitution is quite extraordinary!)

After bowing his head and researching for a long time, Frieza finally gave up.

He had been transmigrated here for quite some time now, and he had never once experienced the call of nature; perhaps his constitution was simply a bit unique.

Growing impatient, Frieza wandered alone into a mountain cave, where he found a structure that had no business being there.

A house!

On the house was a logo: CAPSULE CORP!

Frieza didn't know what it meant; he had never been one for studying foreign tongues.

However, he knew this was a house Bulma had produced with a Hoi-Poi Capsule, poof, just like that.

Knock, knock-knock!

He tapped gently on the door, trying his best to appear elegant and gentlemanly.

The door opened.

Bulma stood inside in her pajamas, looking curiously at the tall individual with pale white skin before her.

Mainly, Bulma couldn't immediately distinguish whether the person was male or female, so she could only describe them as a tall individual.

"H-hello, who are you looking for?"

Frieza looked around, flashed what he considered his most gentle smile, and asked in confusion.

"Are there others here?"

Bulma was terrified by Frieza's smile, which, paired with those blood-red pupils, made him look like the ultimate villain from a novel!

Her eyes darted down, catching sight of that long tail, and she was instantly gripped by fear.

She wanted to scream, she wanted to run, and she even felt the urge to urinate!

"N-no one else!"

"W-w-what do you want with me?"

Struggling to hold back her bladder, Bulma asked with a tremble.

Frieza couldn't maintain the smile he thought was gentle and gentlemanly, so he reverted to his usual expression and said indifferently.

"It has been a long time since I tasted Earth's delicacies. I wonder if you could satisfy this small request of mine?"

"In return, I shall treat you to red wine from Planet Parame and the most prestigious Tree of Might fruit in the universe!"

Though Frieza looked incredibly evil even in his natural state, he at least seemed more normal, which made Bulma feel slightly less terrified than before.

Hearing Frieza's request, Bulma felt that the person was at least reasonable, and her nervous tension eased significantly.

She was a daring person by nature; otherwise, she never would have set out alone to search for the Dragon Balls.

Upon hearing about the wine from Planet Parame and the famous Tree of Might fruit, her curiosity was successfully piqued.

"Please, come in. Sit for a moment while I get you some food."

As the young mistress of the Capsule Corp, she never lacked food or clothing when traveling; she always kept many portions of everything prepared in advance!

Especially since meeting Son Goku, she had prepared dozens of times more food than before—after all, that boy had no strength whenever his stomach was empty as a child.

Several times, his hunger had nearly caused Bulma to go down in history, so she had to be careful.

Soon, a table full of delicious dishes appeared before Frieza. They were a feast for the eyes and nose, and having not tasted such food in a long time, Frieza nearly drooled.

Frieza gave a wave of his hand, and a large crate of red wine from Planet Parame appeared in the room, while a red fruit appeared in Bulma's hand.

Though his storage space wasn't large, its utility was top-notch.

The Tree of Might fruit looked fuzzy and wasn't particularly attractive, but its refreshing, intoxicating aroma made Bulma want to take a bite from the bottom of her heart.

"It is not that I am unwilling to give you more of this fruit; given your body, eating one is already the limit. Once you have adapted, I do not mind giving you more!"

Frieza did not wolf down his food like Son Goku; he sipped his wine while slowly cutting a steak with a knife and fork.

The steak was actually his favorite—medium-rare—and he could still see a hint of blood with every slice. It was perfectly to his taste.

Watching the stranger eat with such poise, Bulma actually felt as though he were a gentleman.

It was absurd!

"I am very sorry, I still do not know your name!"

"Hello, my name is Bulma. I come from a distant planet called Earth. It is a pleasure to meet you!"

Bulma had intended to reach out to shake his hand, but she ultimately abandoned the gesture.

Judging by the voice, this pale-skinned person seemed to be a man.

"Greetings, beautiful lady. My name is Frieza. You may have heard that name before!"

Bulma's brain stalled for a full 30 seconds!

Then, a scream that pierced the heavens rang out, causing the entire house to tremble.

"FRIEZA!!!!"

"Y-y-y-y-you... you are Frieza!!!"

Frieza rubbed his rectangular ears; it seemed that having hearing that was too good wasn't necessarily a good thing!

"The one and only!"

Bulma knew of Frieza only because King Kai had transmitted the information to them after she arrived on Namek.

From King Kai's description, she learned that this person, Frieza, was an extremely cold-blooded cosmic supervillain who would destroy planets at the drop of a hat.

Furthermore, this time, it was Frieza's father, King Cold, who was wreaking havoc on Namek, and that group was also searching for the Dragon Balls!

"Th-then... is King Cold your..."

Frieza interrupted Bulma. Although it wasn't very gentlemanly, he really didn't want to hear those words.

"Only in name. He ruined my plans, so I've already sent him to meet King Yemma. Perhaps you can only see him in Hell now!"

Uh...

Bulma was stunned.

But none of that was important!

What was important was whether this cosmic-level villain would kill her, and whether he would do "that" to her before killing her?

Or perhaps, would he kill her first and then do "that"?

Uh... it seemed neither option was acceptable!

What to do, what to do!

Frieza's expression suddenly darkened.

Mainly because he could sense what Bulma was thinking.

If he still had that function, he wouldn't mind Bulma thinking that way, and might even be happy to help her fulfill those thoughts!

The problem, the key, the point was!

That was the eternal pain in his heart!

"Miss Bulma, stop letting your imagination run wild. If I wanted to kill you, you would have already gone to meet your ancestors!"

After saying this, Frieza continued to eat his delicacies.

Pudding, mousse cake, fruit mille-feuille, burgers, steak, fried chicken, crispy pork belly, steamed pork with preserved mustard greens...

Why was there even stinky tofu!

Hmm, the quintessential example of something that smells foul but tastes divine!

Seeing Frieza focused on his food and not as terrifying as King Kai had described, Bulma's urge to urinate receded.

Looking at the red fruit in her hand, she hesitated.

Should she eat it, or should she not?

Would it be poisonous if she ate it? Would it contain some kind of aphrodisiac?

But this fruit smelled so good, she really wanted to take a bite!

Ah~~

So conflicted!

"Eat it. This kind of fruit is very rare and can improve your physical fitness! After eating it, while eternal youth is impossible, living for several hundred years will be no problem at all!"

"Besides, this thing is good for your skin. I guarantee that after eating it, you will become even more beautiful and charming!"

Frieza coaxed her, much like someone tricking Snow White into eating an apple!

After all, as the most dazzling heroine in the Dragon Ball World, he also hoped that Bulma could have a healthy and long-lived body.

A long while later, Frieza had finished most of his meal, and seeing that Bulma still hadn't eaten the Tree of Might fruit, he suddenly became a bit unhappy.

What's the deal!

Is I, this seat, so untrustworthy to you?

Although I am not a eunuch, there is no real difference anymore. In ancient times, the emperors trusted people like me the most; what reason does a little girl like you have to distrust me!

"I gave you the fruit, yet you won't eat it!"

"Are you not giving me face?"

This sudden change in expression immediately scared Bulma so much that the urge to urinate returned in waves!

Forcing herself to suppress the impulse, Bulma swallowed her saliva.

She thought, if I die, I die; there are still Dragon Balls to resurrect me!

Crunch~

The juice was plentiful and the flesh was delicious, leaving a lingering fragrance on her lips and teeth; this feeling was completely impossible to describe with words!

Bulma's eyes instantly lit up, and she couldn't wait to take another bite.

"Mmm~ This fruit is so delicious!"

Seeing this scene, Frieza was satisfied and began to laugh quite naturally, though the sound remained as wretched as ever!

"Oh ho ho ho ho!"