Breakup

Jiang Ling joined the group training at Kami's Lookout.

Krillin, Yamcha, Tien Shinhan, and Chiaotzu would occasionally come over to ask him about techniques.

Gradually, everyone became familiar with one another.

After all, they were all training together, and there was no grudge or hatred between them. They only had some reservations because of his identity as a Saiyan, but after training together for a long time, they naturally became good friends.

Time slipped quietly by amid training.

Because Jiang Ling's combat skills had earned Mr. Popo's approval, the training Mr. Popo arranged for him focused on building his physical strength, allowing him to improve his power to the greatest extent.

"9,998, 9,999, 10,000..."

Wearing a specially made weighted suit, Jiang Ling was doing push-ups. Sweat ran along the lines of his body, seeping through his clothes and dripping onto the ground, forming a puddle of water.

"Huff, huff—"

After finishing one set, Jiang Ling's clothes were already soaked through with sweat, but he paid it no mind. He simply took off his shirt, grabbed a white towel, and wiped himself down.

Then he went to the bathroom to wash his face.

When he came out of the bathroom, he faintly heard Yamcha on the phone. His tone was not good, as if he were arguing with someone.

"Can't you have a better temper? I've had enough of you!"

Jiang Ling lowered his eyes and quietly left.

Yamcha was probably arguing with Bulma.

Their relationship during this period had indeed run into problems. As for what the problem was, the author of Dragon Ball had never clearly written it out, and Jiang Ling had no interest in knowing.

A while later, after Jiang Ling had rested enough and was just about to begin the next round of exercise, a plane flew over from the distance.

It landed steadily in the plaza of Kami's Lookout.

A furious-looking girl jumped down from it.

Her shoulder-length blue hair was especially striking. Her skin was fair and delicate, and her face was exquisitely beautiful, rosy within its whiteness.

She wore a fashionable, eye-catching outfit that showed off the youthful energy of a young girl.

When the people training in the plaza saw Bulma, they all smiled and greeted her.

"Bulma, what brings you here?"

"Mad at Yamcha again? Ah, it's not worth it, not worth it."

"Want me to help you beat Yamcha up?"

Bulma was still fuming, so she only nodded at them, counting it as a greeting.

Then she went straight up to Yamcha.

With her hands on her hips, she said coldly, "Is it fun fighting every single day?"

Yamcha waved his hand impatiently. "You think I want to? I've thought it through. Since our personalities don't match, let's break up."

The moment he said this, Bulma thought she would feel lost, that she would be sad.

But unexpectedly, she felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, her whole body relaxing.

Maybe if their personalities did not match, forcing themselves to stay together was bad for both of them.

No matter how much affection there had been, it had all been worn away by their arguments.

"Then have it your way."

Jiang Ling quietly enjoyed the drama from the side.

Krillin and the others did not interrupt either. After all, this was someone else's relationship.

Without knowing the whole story, rashly butting in would only make them more disliked.

"Hey, are you new here? I don't know you from before."

After the breakup, Bulma felt light all over and began chatting with everyone.

Then she caught sight of Jiang Ling and was a little surprised.

She was surprised that a new member had come to Kami's Lookout, and surprised that this person also had a tail exactly like Goku's when he was little.

Jiang Ling nodded, the corner of his mouth curving into a faint smile. "Yes, my name is Jiang Ling. Nice to meet you."

Bulma subconsciously replied, "Oh, I'm Bulma."

Then she continued asking, "Are you a Saiyan too, like Goku?"

Bulma looked at Jiang Ling's tail with some curiosity.

"That's right," Jiang Ling nodded. "I heard from Krillin and the others that Bulma is gentle and beautiful. Seeing you today, it really is true."

"Oh, they were just talking nonsense." Bulma waved her hand and returned the compliment. "You're pretty handsome too."

That was what she said, but the corners of her mouth could not stop rising, and she felt delighted inside.

After all, what girl could resist praise from a stranger?

Bulma was a normal girl too.

After this back-and-forth of mutual praise, the two who had only just met became much more familiar with each other.

"Let's exchange contact info. Once this period is over, everyone should come to my place for a party."

"You got it."

Jiang Ling agreed readily.

After exchanging contact information, Bulma chatted with everyone for a bit, then flew off in her plane.

Before they knew it, night had arrived.

Yamcha asked Mr. Popo for a few crates of beer, then drank with everyone out in the plaza.

There wasn't the slightest bit of post-breakup misery. If anything, he was even happy.

"Aren't you upset? Not feeling down? Don't feel like crying?" Jiang Ling asked curiously.

Yamcha waved a hand and said with a smile, "It's pretty weird, but I feel really relaxed right now. Maybe our personalities just didn't match, and I'd wanted to break up for a long time already? Besides..."

"Besides, all these years, Bulma and I barely got together once or twice a year. Breaking up is fine. Neither of us has to hold the other back."

"Now I'm a free man. I can finally hug women left and right with a clear conscience!"

As he talked, Yamcha grew excited.

His face was bright red, whether from the alcohol or from being too worked up.

Jiang Ling took a big gulp of his wheat drink, feeling a little sorry for Yamcha.

There wasn't much surprise.

Compared to the original story, they had broken up a few years earlier here, but the result was the same. In the end, they still parted ways.

Yamcha swayed his head around, then looked at Tien Shinhan. "Enough about me. I heard there's something going on between Launch and you."

Hearing that, Tien Shinhan looked a little troubled.

"I just want to train and increase my strength. I'm not very interested in women. She's always following me around, and I don't know what to do either."

Jiang Ling said with a smile, "Why don't you just give in? It's not easy to find a girl who only has eyes for you."

"Ah, we'll see."

Listening to their conversation, Krillin rubbed his shiny bald head, his face full of resentment. "There's a girl willing to be with you, and you're still not willing..."

Off to the side, Chiaotzu had only drunk one cup at the start, but with his poor tolerance, he had long since fallen asleep on the ground.

Yajirobe didn't join them. He drank by himself with snacks on the side. This was his greatest hobby.

Moonlight spilled down, draping Kami's Lookout in a soft mantle.