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"Satan... what are you doing here?"

Son Wuling glanced lightly at a corner alley in the distance and smiled faintly.

"Ah! This..."

Cold sweat beaded on Satan's forehead. He scanned his surroundings and finally spotted a vegetable vendor. Almost instantly, he picked up a cucumber and gave Son Wuling and Number 18 an awkward, forced smile.

"Hahaha... It's like this, I'm here to buy groceries, Master!"

Number 18, arms crossed over his chest, stared at Satan with scrutinizing blue eyes, and said coldly, "You've traveled all the way from Wuling City to the center of Goku City to buy groceries?"

"This..."

Satan chuckled awkwardly, waving the cucumber in his hand. He used almost all his survival instincts to explain, "Because the cucumbers in Goku City are good! They clear heat and reduce internal fire, and also, ahahaha..."

Son Wuling:...

Number 18:...

The two were speechless. Even Videl, Bulma, and the others who had been watching from afar could sense Satan's incredibly embarrassed expression.

Number 18 gently touched Son Wuling's shoulder and said calmly, "Wuling, the disciple you took in seems to have a head as explosive as his hair!"

"Maybe he ate too many cucumbers and his brain turned green!"

Son Wuling complained.

Seeing Satan already drenched in sweat, Son Wuling glanced at the cucumber in his hand and said calmly, "Satan, although cucumbers can reduce internal heat, don't use them for personal purposes!"

Suddenly, she felt a tremendous force on his foot. At this moment, Number 18 had a calm and indifferent expression, and the toe of her left foot was pressing down on his foot.

Son Wuling looked at Number 18 with a puzzled expression and said, "You..."

"What's wrong with me!"

Number 18 did not retract his left foot, he replied.

"No, I'm just sorry, my shoes got your soles dirty! Maybe it's my own fault!"

"Oh, it seems someone actually has some self-awareness, enjoying being trampled on, huh!"

After speaking on the Number 18, he added even more force.

Son Wuling quickly apologized, but his expression remained unchanged as he said, "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Number 18!"

Number 18 released Son Wuling, slightly raised his head, and said, "I will never forgive you!"

Son Wuling was taken aback. He placed his hands on Number 18's shoulders, looked down at Number 18, and said, "Then I will stay with you until the day you forgive me!"

"I will never forgive you!"

Number 18 easily shook off Son Wuling, and with her long legs clad in black stockings, pulled Son Wuling away, leaving Satan standing there dumbfounded, holding a cucumber, still not understanding what had happened!

Bulma Tights emerged from around the corner, watching Son Wuling Number 18's departing figures, utterly speechless!

"As expected, it was intentional!" Bulma said, crossing her arms over her chest.

Tights laughed, "You probably already knew about us!"

After saying that, he glanced at Satan, who was holding a cucumber and looking a bit dazed, and laughed, "Son Wuling looks pretty awkward, and Number 18 seems to be the same! Hahaha... I'm dying of laughter, the two of them know nothing about each other and they're already on a date, how awkward!"

Bulma laughed, "Yeah, I was wondering what Son Wuling would be like, hahaha... It's so awkward, we find it quite amusing, hahahaha..."

The two women secretly followed him. Satan was holding a cucumber when a street sanitation worker came by and swept up the trash on the side of the street.

"Ugh, honestly, there's just no end to the garbage. These days, if you don't excel at work, don't achieve outstanding results, you'll have a herniated disc, you won't speak at big meetings, you won't speak at small meetings, and you'll even have prostatitis! Sigh..."

With a final, helpless sigh, I glanced Oolong the two innocent pebbles that had been turned into Puar tea, which were quite conspicuous on the sidewalk. Out of professional instinct, I angrily picked them up and threw them into the street trash can.

As dusk fell, Son Wuling and Number 18 flew back to Mount Paozu and returned home. Son Wuling casually took off his glasses and tossed them on the table. The two of them lay back on the sofa. During their date that day, they discovered a fact about each other!

Neither he nor Number 18 will go on a date!

He's not romantic at all. Although he's seen it done before, trying to do it himself only makes him feel awkward and uncomfortable. He now regrets wasting a whole day doing these pointless things.

The same thing happened on the Number 18. She went to the amusement park, watched a movie, and after buying clothes, she didn't know what to do or play!

Like Son Wuling, she is absolutely rational about everything. As for roller coasters and the like, she and Son Wuling can fly, and forget about haunted houses and movies. She only found the aquarium somewhat interesting.

Android 17 was playing video games in the living room at the time. While they were at the movies with Son Wuling and Number 18, they returned early and asked without turning around, "You're back! How were things, Wuling and Number 18?"

"This is terrible..."

"Son Wuling!" Number 18 answered in unison, their voices overlapping!

Number 18, looking completely uninterested, said, "Dating is no fun at all. After buying everything I wanted, I feel incredibly bored!"

Son Wuling replied, "I didn't experience that kind of fun either. Maybe I'm just an unromantic fool. Anyway, that's how it is. I'll just go back to being myself and not make myself feel bad with all this stuff!"

Number 18 agreed, saying, "Yes, that's right. I hate dating too. That kind of thing isn't for me. Wuling, didn't you say you'd teach me your Spirit Immortal School? Starting tomorrow, you'll teach me the Spirit Immortal School!"

Android 17 chuckled softly and said, "Aren't you two surprisingly compatible? You really hate all that complicated stuff. When are you two planning to get married?"

"Marry???"

Son Wuling and Number 18 exchanged a glance, then quickly turned their heads away.

"Can't we just be together without getting married? Bulma and the others' wedding was such a hassle, and Vegeta and Krillin had such a terrible time before their wedding!"

"Yeah, I just don't like that wedding dress. It's so hot and uncomfortable, and then there's all this wedding MC stuff, and all this banquet stuff, it's such a hassle!"

Son Wuling and Number 18 reached a consensus and lay lazily on the sofa, making Android 17's lips twitch involuntarily. He was speechless inside, thinking that their personalities were exactly the same!

"Everyone has been looking forward to your wedding for a long time. By the way, Wuling, I created a Flying Pigeon Chat Group today, the Number 18. You guys should join too!"

After pausing the game on the Android 17, he took out his smartphone and spoke to Son Wuling on the Number 18.

"I..."

Son Wuling was startled. Needless to say, the technology in Dragon Balls was far more advanced than that of Earth in his previous life. Although he enjoyed it, he had completely overlooked things like the internet. Only now, when Android 17 mentioned it, did he realize it.

"Cough cough..."

He coughed a few times, a little embarrassed, glanced at Android Number 18 who had pulled out a smartphone, and replied, "I'm going to buy a phone! By the way, does Goku have one too?"

Android 17 replied casually, "Yes, and not only that, he also invited King Kai and King Yemma. Only you and Number 18 are missing!"

"Goku also... wait, King Kai, King Yemma???"

Son Wuling wondered if he had misheard. How could those places have internet access? And was he the only one who seemed out of touch with the times?