Let Me Wash You

"No! That is the memento Grandpa left for us. We will not give it to you!" Goku flatly refused. It wasn't that he didn't know the fact that his grandfather had already passed away.

It was simply that he had pinned his longing onto the Dragon Ball left behind by Sun Wufan, so he naturally couldn't accept Bulma's request.

Patting Goku on the shoulder to soothe him, Wuchen turned to Bulma and asked, "We do indeed have a... Dragon Ball. What do you want this Dragon Ball for?"

Seeing that Wuchen seemed to be wavering, Bulma was overjoyed. Facing two little brats—and such naive ones at that—she had no guard up at all.

"A bead like this is called a Dragon Ball. There are seven in total. Legend has it that if you gather all seven, you can summon Shenron. No matter what wish you make, Shenron will grant it."

These words stirred something in Wuchen. If what she said was true, could he resurrect his grandfather?

"We can't just give you the Dragon Ball, but we can go look for the others with you. We need one chance to make a wish," Wuchen said, taking it for granted. He was afraid this guy thought seven Dragon Balls meant seven wishes.

"You can only make one wish at a time. If you want things like candy, I can buy them for you. I can buy as much as you want, I could even build you a house out of candy," Bulma, the daughter of the richest person, spoke with the natural arrogance of wealth.

"One time? Does that mean you can make wishes multiple times?" Catching the key information, Wuchen hurriedly pressed.

"That's right. After making a wish, you just have to wait a year and gather the seven Dragon Balls again to make another wish."

Carefully observing Bulma and confirming she truly had no cultivation, Wuchen spoke frankly: "In that case, can we make our wish first? We want to bring our deceased grandfather back to life. In a year, we will help you gather the Dragon Balls again, and I will also provide you with sufficient compensation."

"Really? Can you really bring Grandpa back to life?" Goku was also extremely excited.

Just as Bulma's previous words had moved Wuchen, the words of Wuchen and Goku now touched Bulma. Her maternal aura suddenly emerged, and her sympathy overflowed.

"So that's how it is. You want to wish for the resurrection of a loved one. In that case, we'll collect the Dragon Balls together this time to bring your grandfather back. As for my wish to find a strong, handsome, and devoted boyfriend, that can wait until next time."

After speaking, Bulma quickly blushed. How could she have blurted out such a private wish? Fortunately, neither Goku nor Wuchen seemed to notice anything strange, and Bulma quickly calmed down. "Let's go, quickly."

"Many thanks," Wuchen said sincerely, knowing the ways of hospitality. "Ms. Bulma—no, Bulma—if you don't mind, let's eat something together before we leave."

Looking at the large fish beside Goku, Bulma truly had no appetite. "Maybe not. Are you hungry? Let me treat you to something instead." As she spoke, Bulma reached for her Hoi-Poi Capsule case, but Wuchen interrupted her.

"That won't do. You are our guest; we should be the ones hosting you. Goku, help start a fire. Bulma, come inside, sit for a moment, and have some water."

"Alright..." Led into the house by the two brothers, Bulma felt very uneasy. Would she really have to eat that? Would it be rude to refuse?

She didn't have to wait long before the brothers had the large fish cooked.

It wasn't as bad as she had imagined. The fierce-looking fish had been cut into sections, and each piece of meat looked incredibly tender. Paired with seasonings, it was a feast for the eyes, nose, and palate.

It smelled wonderful. Yes, just by the scent alone, Bulma felt a sense of total relaxation—it was indescribably profound.

She had felt this way outside earlier, but she had assumed it was just the fresh air of the mountains. Now, it seemed that wasn't the case.

"Alright, it's ready to eat."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony." Bulma's appetite had been piqued, so she was no longer as resistant as before.

"I'm digging in!" Goku was even more impatient.

Soon, the three of them had polished off the fish and the side dishes.

Although Goku and Wuchen had eaten the vast majority, Bulma had also eaten until her stomach was visibly rounder.

At this moment, she looked completely satisfied. She couldn't describe exactly why it tasted so good, but it just felt wonderful.

Furthermore, after eating so much, she felt her body had become much lighter, which was truly strange.

Afterward, she ate a fruit she didn't recognize, and Bulma felt a gentle warmth spread through her entire body, as if she were bathing in sunlight, even while indoors.

After Bulma had rested for a good while, the two brothers took the Dragon Ball from Sun Wufan's grave and bowed in farewell. Then, filled with wonder, they squeezed onto the motorcycle Bulma "conjured" and embarked on a marvelous journey.

Just as they left the vicinity of Mount Paozu, they were ambushed by a strange bird (a type of pterosaur). Before the creature could get close, Goku knocked it senseless with his Power Pole, sending it plummeting into the valley, its fate unknown.

By evening, the three of them stopped in a clearing near a forest.

Bulma pulled out a Hoi-Poi Capsule and conjured a hemispherical house out of thin air, giving the two brothers another surprise.

Goku suspected Bulma was a monster who knew sorcery.

Wuchen felt a sense of wonder. Although this realm lacked spiritual energy, it was quite profound. Its achievements in spatial manipulation were unique, and the puppet techniques were also quite distinct.

"It stinks! What on earth happened today?" Upon entering the house, Bulma headed straight for the bathroom. She didn't know why, but she had been sweating profusely today, and it was thick and had a strong odor—something no lady could tolerate.

"Neither of you is allowed to peek!" With that, the brothers heard the sound of splashing water.

After waiting for what felt like a century, Bulma finally emerged wrapped in a bath towel. "Isn't there a sofa? Why are you two just standing there? Forget it, let me finish washing you up first. Come on, get into the bathroom."

The two brothers, looking around, stepped forward. Under Bulma's direction, they entered the bathroom, where they were immediately hit by a wave of hot steam carrying a heavy floral scent.

"Take off your clothes. I'll give you a bath." The two brothers together were only about as tall as Bulma, so she didn't feel any need to be shy.

Goku, not understanding, stripped down without hesitation.

Wuchen, however, was shocked. Was this woman really so bold? But then he thought, he and Goku could practically be considered young children.

And this woman, though she looked young, was not naive. Perhaps she was in her twenties or thirties and just took good care of herself. Thinking of it that way, it wasn't a big deal.

"No, that's not necessary. Just show us how to use these things, and we'll bathe ourselves," he said. He was not a true child, so this was absolutely out of the question.

"You're quite shy."

Bulma felt a strange urge to laugh, but seeing Wuchen's serious expression, she decided not to tease them further.

"Fine. Look here, this is for cold water, and this is for hot water... This is body wash, this is shampoo... Use the towel on the left; don't touch the one on the right, that's mine... If you need to use the toilet, it's over there, and the paper is to the left of it... Alright, wash yourselves. I'm going out."

After Bulma left, Wuchen made sure the door was locked before speaking to Goku. "Goku, from now on, you must not strip in front of others. Also, until you have mastered the first stage of the Heaven-Propping Staff, you must ensure your primordial essence remains intact. Do you understand?"

"Big Brother, what does it mean to not leak one's primordial yang?"

"Uh..." Wuchen found himself at a loss for how to explain. Regarding such knowledge, he didn't even know how he had formed his own consciousness in the beginning, let alone how to educate Goku on the matter.

"In short, it just means you shouldn't have intimate contact with girls."

"Girls? But how am I supposed to know who is a girl?"

"..."

"Go and bathe."