At Bulma's home in West City.
Dr. and Mrs. Brief looked at the two of them with expressions of disdain. That was how couples who had just gotten together were: they wanted to be glued to each other every moment.
Unlike them, an old married couple who knew everything about each other. Their life had settled into a quiet routine, and they no longer flaunted their love.
"Honey, when do you think Bulma will give us a grandchild?" Mrs. Brief asked Dr. Brief in a whisper. She didn't want Bulma to overhear her.
"I don't know about that, but knowing Bulma, I don't think it'll be too long." Dr. Brief thought for a moment before giving his opinion.
"That's true. After all, they've cared about each other for so many years, and now that they're officially together, I think Bulma might drag Goku into bed." A sly smile appeared on Mrs. Brief's face.
"Then we'd better get ready to arrange a wedding for them. What about Goku's family?"
Dr. Brief didn't know about Goku's family situation.
"No, I asked Bulma about Goku before. He's the only one left in his family now."
Mrs. Brief spoke with some regret. He was such a good boy, yet he'd had such a miserable time.
"Huh? Oh! Then talk to Bulma and Goku about it when the time comes. Ask them when they're planning to get married."
"Goku~ Your hands!"
They'd only been together for a few days, and Bulma was still a little shy as she watched Goku place his hands on the two protruding parts of her curvy figure.
"Ahem, I wasn't paying attention. I wasn't paying attention." Goku coughed awkwardly.
It really wasn't his fault. The mood had simply gotten to him.
"Goku, do you want to sleep in the same bed tonight?" Bulma fought back her shyness to get the words out.
"Huh? Sure!" Goku truly hadn't expected happiness to come so suddenly. It really wasn't that he was excited-it was puberty, puberty, come on!
He could still ride the Flying Nimbus right now! That was the best proof! Wait, he hadn't ridden the Flying Nimbus in a long time.
But it didn't matter. How could anyone prove he couldn't ride it now? As long as I never try riding it, that means I can.
That night, Goku lay excitedly in Bulma's bed, the blanket covering half his face as he peered toward the bathroom.
Bulma emerged from the bathroom in her pajamas. Her normally fair skin was tinged pink from her bath, and her wet hair hung loose over her shoulders.
"Gulp!"
Goku swallowed hard.
"Goku, what on earth are you doing?"
Bulma held her hair in one hand and dried it with the other. Then she immediately spotted Goku hiding under the blanket with only his eyes showing.
"N-nothing." Goku felt a little guilty.
Bulma looked at Goku, her eyes narrowing into inverted U shapes, a hint of mischief in her smile.
"No-no, Goku. You wouldn't be thinking about that, would you? No-no!"
"No, how could I be? Sleep, let's sleep." With that, Goku lay all the way down and pretended to sleep.
"Really? Good, then. No naughty thoughts!"
After turning off the light, Bulma lay down on the bed and whispered, her lips almost touching Goku's ear.
After speaking, she also blew gently into his ear.
Goku clenched his fists and endured it. It was hard! Hard! Guess what was hard?
The next day.
Goku hadn't slept a wink all night. Why? Half of Bulma's body had been draped over him while she slept. How was he supposed to sleep like that? He just couldn't!
When Bulma woke up, she naturally felt Goku's towering erection too. She let out a shriek and immediately let go of him.
"Goku, y-you..." Bulma was too embarrassed to say it and stammered for quite a while.
Goku sighed and stared at the ceiling. "You want to ask me why I'm like this? Take a guess. Half of you was hanging off me while you slept."
"By the way, is it really that hard?"
"Hey, don't!"
Goku finally breathed a sigh of relief after escaping to the living room. Bulma was too scary. He hadn't expected her to be that bold.
At breakfast, Bulma blushed a little and didn't dare look at Goku, but she still shot him a look.
The look seemed to say that if Goku dared tell his parents about it, he was finished.
Goku felt utterly helpless. What was all this? He'd run into a female pervert, and he couldn't even tell anyone. Not that he would have anyway; he'd lose face too if he did.
At the table, Dr. and Mrs. Brief had long since noticed that something was a little off with the young couple.
"What's going on with you two? Could it be...?" Mrs. Brief was curious.
"Mom, what are you talking about? No, okay!" Bulma felt she couldn't go on eating.
"Huh? Didn't you two sleep together last night?"
"Who says sleeping together means we have to do that?" Bulma said through gritted teeth.
"All right, all right, I won't say any more. Let's eat." Seeing that Bulma looked ready to explode, Mrs. Brief immediately conceded.
And so, a month later, Goku got Kami's spaceship from him and went to see Dr. Brief.
"Uncle, could you help me fix this spaceship?" Goku said, pointing at the spaceship he'd taken out of a Hoi-Poi Capsule.
Dr. Brief walked around the spaceship several times, thoroughly intrigued.
"Goku, where did you get this spaceship?" Dr. Brief asked.
"I got it from Kami."
Goku had told them about Kami at a previous meal, so Dr. Brief didn't find it strange.
"I see. I'll do my best to fix it for you, but I can't make any promises. Let me prepare you for that." Dr. Brief nodded, then told Goku to be prepared.
"Okay."
Goku, who knew the original story, of course knew Dr. Brief could repair the spaceship, but he wouldn't say so.
"Oh, and Uncle, don't let Bulma know. If she finds out, I'm dead."
"All right, I'll do my best."
About half a month later, Dr. Brief finished repairing the spaceship.
That day, Goku came to King Kai's Planet again.
"King Kai!" Goku landed on North Kai Planet and greeted King Kai.
King Kai was startled when he heard that familiar voice.
"Goku? What brings you here?" King Kai hurriedly asked.
"To train, of course!" Goku joked with King Kai.
"Huh? Train! All right, how long are you planning to stay this time?" King Kai gave up resisting.
"Haha, King Kai, I was only joking. I'm not here to train. I wanted to ask if you had a map of the universe."
King Kai snorted when he heard that.
"I do."
With that, King Kai conjured something resembling a USB drive out of thin air.
"You're going out into space, I take it. Plug this into your spaceship, and it'll have its own star chart of the universe."
"Thanks, King Kai!" Goku said with a grin.
"It's noon. Would you like to eat before you leave?"
The moment the words left his mouth, King Kai regretted them, and so he paid the price.
"Sure! Thanks, King Kai!" Goku truly hadn't expected King Kai to invite him to stay for a meal.
What else could King Kai do? What was said couldn't be taken back, so he could only treat Goku to a good meal through his tears.
Did you think King Kai ate ordinary food? He was a fairly important god, after all, and the food he ate was enormously beneficial to the growth of spirit and Power Level. (Let's just call this my own addition to the setting.)
Goku could eat several dozen days' worth of King Kai's food in a single meal. How could King Kai not feel the loss?