After putting away her makeup kit and placing the notepad and other items into the drawer, the blonde lady adjusted the mirror, looked left and right, and then grabbed her bag before leaving the room.
The window was slightly open, and a gentle breeze blew through, causing the curtains to flutter softly.
Not long after, a capsule airplane rose from the courtyard, soaring into the clear blue sky and flying into the white clouds.
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Above the sea of white clouds, the reflection of Tights's absent-minded expression appeared in the window. However, before she could feel too melancholy, she was interrupted by Bulma's voice.
"I need some water."
"Help me twist this open."
"Rub my legs."
"Ah! Are you trying to break my legs? Hmm, that pressure is about right…"
"Give me some grapes. Open your mouth! Haha…"
Bulma, wearing a loose dress with a slightly bulging belly, was happily tossing fresh grapes into Goku's mouth from a bowl while sitting across from him.
After being thoroughly educated and warned by her sister Tights and mother Gine, poor Goku didn't dare resist Bulma at all and obediently opened his mouth, using his remarkable dynamic vision to predict and accurately catch the grapes. They were actually quite delicious—juicy, sweet, and tangy.
"I'm tired," Bulma said after playing for a while. Noticing her sister watching with a smile, she calmed down a bit. She took off her tea-colored sunglasses, grabbed her phone, and began typing away. "It's rare to get out like this. I invited the people from Joyboy magazine to Papaya Island too, so they'll take some photos while they're at it…"
Upon hearing this, Goku immediately pulled a face. "Photos again? I have to pose and put stuff on my face. It's such a hassle…"
Bulma kicked him with her bare feet, which were like hard, muscular slabs of meat. "With such a great youthful body, don't you think it would be a waste not to take some photos to remember it by?"
Although Goku wasn't particularly thrilled, he didn't argue much.
With Capsule Corporation's status and the connections Bulma had, Goku could easily get the best resources. On top of that, his natural physique was solid and impressive, his looks and charm were top-notch, and his stamina was virtually limitless. When it came to posing for photos, he could do anything... He could even fly! He could also explode with power, his entire body surrounded by flames and sparkling with light!
Which male model could compare to him?
Magazine readers probably thought it was special effects, but only the photographers who worked with Goku knew the truth… and unfortunately, even if they told the truth, no one would believe them.
Tights couldn't help but silently laugh at Goku's childish, reluctant expression.
She turned her head and gazed out at the vast sea of clouds, lightly tracing her finger over the window. She sighed softly.
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"I still think this is a bit strange…"
On the beach of Papaya Island, in a temporary outdoor photography studio, Goku was the main subject. After a quick touch-up by the makeup artist, he posed under the constant "click-click" of the camera's flash, making various expressions and stances.
Around him were fans who had come to know him in the past two to three years through eating broadcast videos and magazine photo shoots. Particularly when Goku took off his shirt, revealing muscles so defined it seemed like special effects, the female fans screamed in excitement.
In the crowd, Krillin couldn't help but feel a sense of disbelief.
Goku, that natural goofball, had gone from a short, chubby guy like himself to this mature, attractive appearance in just three years. Now, he had somehow become a famous male model for magazines. Krillin couldn't shake the weird feeling that everything seemed off, mixed with an envious sourness, not just for Goku's physique but also for the continuous screams of the female fans around him.
"Heh-heh…" Bulma whistled proudly.
The screams in the air were the highest compliment to her efforts. How could they not envy such a handsome Goku? Drooling, aren't you?
Haha, he's mine!
Are you envious?
Even if you are, there's no chance for you! Hehe!
Krillin couldn't bear to watch, glancing at Bulma's smug expression. But it was true—only someone like Bulma could have brought Goku to this level.
Ugh, it's getting even more sour!
Forget it, she's pregnant, I shouldn't stoop to her level! Krillin crossed his arms, still stunned from seeing Bulma when they arrived on the island. He never could have imagined that, when they met this time, Bulma would be sporting a little baby bump… and the one responsible for it was none other than Goku…
"Alright, this is childish," Tights chuckled from the side. "You were much better when you were younger. The older you get, the more mischievous you become, no discipline at all."
Bulma didn't mind. "When I was younger, I was just a nerd, only caring about academic stuff. It wasn't as carefree as it is now!"
She stretched lazily, and not missing a chance to stir the pot, shouted to the man taking pictures over there, "Hey! Goku! Fly, do some special effects!"
By now, both the photographer and Goku understood Bulma's cues.
Although Goku thought it was unnecessary, remembering the lessons from his mom and sister-in-law, he did as Bulma asked. He let out a burst of energy, lifted off the ground, and a brilliant white glow surrounded him…
The crowd fell silent for a few moments, then erupted into even louder screams and gasps of amazement.
"Honestly," Tights shook her head, raising her hand to her forehead. Her gaze wandered for a moment, and suddenly, her breath caught.
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After nearly an hour of photos, Goku had done his part, and the photographer and crew were completely exhausted, especially with the heat and the large crowd. With the martial arts tournament registration nearing its end, it was almost time to wrap up.
Gine, the Earth's third-generation Kami, had also arrived with her disciple, Chi-Chi. When she received the "tip-off" from Tights, she had come down to Earth with Chi-Chi to educate Goku. She had already passed on the message from Piccolo, so she knew Goku would be participating in the tournament. Since she was getting bored in the temple, she decided to bring Chi-Chi along for a stroll.
"Raditz is here too?" Krillin was surprised when he saw Raditz leaning against a tree nearby, seemingly not planning to join them. "Is he participating?"
If Goku and Raditz were both entering, how could he possibly win a place?
Gine answered, "He's probably just here to watch."
"Why?" Krillin wondered aloud. "That doesn't seem like Raditz's style. The last time, if he wasn't participating, he didn't even bother showing up."
Chi-Chi whispered, "Ever since he and Goku came out of the Room of Spirit and Time, he's seemed kind of down."
"Hah, Goku must have really knocked him down a peg, huh?" Bulma laughed after hearing that, though she kept it light since Gine was present. Meanwhile, Goku had finished changing back into his martial arts gi and was ready to go. Bulma looked around and muttered, "Where's Tights? She disappeared again... so unreliable!"
Gine glanced around, pointed in a direction, and smiled. "Over there. Let's go."
With that, she took off into the air, and Chi-Chi floated beside her, clearly having mastered flight.
Krillin quickly followed, using his own flight technique.
After escaping the crowd of fans, Goku made his way over to Bulma, who opened her arms to him. He gently lifted her into the air.
The usually silent Raditz zipped through the air, following them.
As an god, at least within Earth's range, Gine's perceptive abilities were excellent. She led everyone swiftly through the busy streets of Papaya Island and found Tights on the side.
She was holding hands with someone, speaking animatedly, though her face seemed to deliberately show a sour expression as she ignored the man beside her.
The man, unbothered, didn't let go of her hand and continued speaking softly. He suddenly looked up, noticing the group flying toward them, and gave them a small smile.