Chapter 662

Earth, West City.

The ground lay blanketed in snow, with the Time Machine standing alone upon it. A savage blizzard howled wildly; if not for the Time Machine's sharp supports digging deep into the snow, it would likely have been blown over long ago.

Trunks and Bulma sat facing each other in a slightly modified gazebo. Simple pastries and a tea set rested on the table before them. Beneath Bulma was a homemade heater, allowing her to keep warm while enduring the biting wind.

"Kashius has agreed, right?" Perhaps because of the frigid weather, Bulma's pretty face was unusually pale. Every time her red lips parted, a thin puff of white breath escaped.

The weather was truly freezing. For an ordinary human with an ordinary constitution like hers, even with the heater, her body still trembled uncontrollably.

"Mm, Uncle Kashius agreed. He'll go to the future with Aunt Mana and me to meet Buds." Trunks handed Bulma a hand warmer as he spoke.

"You really are impatient. You heard from Raya last night that Kashius had returned, then rushed out with Karnier at daybreak the very next morning. Weren't you afraid Kashius, who loves sleeping in, would skin you alive?"

Bulma tightly cupped the hand warmer in her delicate hands and rubbed it vigorously.

"I was a little scared, actually. But when I thought about how my mother in the future would worry, I felt it was worth trying. See? I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" Trunks gave Bulma an awkward smile.

"So you were hoping something would happen?"

A faintly teasing voice sounded from behind Trunks. Then Bulma stared at Kashius, who had appeared without a sound, her face full of astonishment.

"What? Don't recognize me anymore?" Kashius casually sat down beside Trunks, poured himself a cup of hot tea,