She really had been through a lot.
After hearing her out, Son Gohan asked, "It's been so many years since the Androids' rampage ended. Didn't you ever think about looking for Aunt Bulma and the others?"
Launch sighed and said, "Too much time has passed. I have a life of my own here now, so there wasn't any need to go looking for them."
Ah, she really has had a hard life.
So often, things are out of your hands.
But thinking about it, Launch is older than Dad. She's almost sixty now.
Out of all those long years, she only spent a few with Bulma, Goku, and the others. That was such a tiny part of her life that it hardly amounted to much.
I suppose they were just passing through her life.
With some people, once you say goodbye, you really never see them again.
Still, for someone in her fifties or sixties to have to make a living delivering packages... could she have some hardship she can't talk about?
Strictly speaking, though, Launch couldn't really be considered an ordinary person.
In his previous life, some people online had jokingly called Launch the Earthlings' very own Super Saiyan.
That was because whenever she sneezed, her blue hair turned blonde, and her personality changed dramatically along with it.
Even more absurdly, she could casually whip out all sorts of guns, as though she carried an entire arsenal around with her. He had no idea where those weapons came from.
She was almost like a god with power over a concept.
In her youth, Launch had been quite a fighter. She often robbed banks for fun and spent years playing cat and mouse with the police. She had been a real force to be reckoned with.
For someone like Launch