Bulma's Black Technology

"What's this, everything settled?"

On Earth, in a quiet valley, Eliza sensed Son Gohan's aura without even turning around.

"It's all settled."

Son Gohan spoke as he walked over, then sat down beside Eliza.

"Your planet has a custom called a honeymoon. It means that after getting married, the husband has to spend at least a few months with his wife. But you? You ran off just days after getting married."

Hearing the slight resentment in Eliza's words, Son Gohan laughed. "Wasn't I doing it so no one could disturb us, and we could have a real, carefree honeymoon?"

"Hmph, smooth talker." Eliza curled her lips, seemingly still somewhat dissatisfied.

Son Gohan knew that women were all like this—they just needed more coaxing.

Thus, after his unrelenting efforts, Eliza finally let go of her lingering resentment and became cheerful again.

"Aren't you going to train?"

Several days later, Eliza noticed that Son Gohan truly showed no sign of wanting to leave. She asked curiously, "If I'm not mistaken, based on your previous plans, even stronger enemies will definitely appear in the future."

"You can go train. I understand your difficulties, so you don't need to worry about me."

Son Gohan shook his head. "Physically, I've already trained to my current limit. As for mental training, it can't be accomplished overnight. It can only be refined gradually over time."

"So I might as well relax and spend time with you, lest I have no time for you again later."

Eliza raised a hand and pinched Son Gohan's cheek. "You only ever think about training. Even though I understand you, it still makes me feel upset."

"Though compared to your father, you're already a very good man."

Hearing that, Son Gohan could only rub the back of his head helplessly. Everyone knew