Dragon Ball: West City High Schooler, Captures 18!

Broly hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Mm…"

Seeing that he was surprisingly easy to talk to, Goku grinned and said, "Since you two were brought to Earth by Aishi, that means we'll be seeing each other often from now on!"

"I've lived on Earth all my life, so if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me!"

Broly paused, then nodded again. "Alright."

Goku continued, "And besides, we're all Saiyans here. Let's get along, yeah?"

The two: "…"

They were silent for a few seconds and then both nodded.

Even though they still harbored some hostility toward Vegeta and Kakarotto, the other side was surprisingly friendly—and a friend of Aishi's, at that.

Forget it.

No need to hold grudges.

Seeing that, Goku smiled at Broly. "By the way, Broly, how about a spar?"

"Sure."

Broly nodded. Perfect.

He had been itching to beat up Kakarotto anyway.

And now the guy offered himself on a platter.

He wasn't going to pass it up.

After a short exchange, the group warmed up to each other significantly.

No more life-and-death tensions.

Naturally, that was all thanks to Aishi's influence as a mediator.

After settling Broly and Paragus in, Aishi turned and headed in one direction—

Home.

...

West City.

The next day.

The sun had just risen, its warm light spreading across the land.

Like usual, Aishi was the first to wake up, followed by No. 18, and lastly—No. 21.

No. 21 came downstairs groggy, rubbing her eyes.

"Morning…"

"Morning!" Aishi replied.

"What's up with you? You look dead."

Aishi teased her.

No. 21's pretty face flushed slightly as she tried to stay composed. "Nothing. I think I was up too late doing research."

Aishi didn't call her out but instead said with concern, "Then take care of your health."

No. 21: "…"

If she weren't so soft-natured, she'd have exploded by now!

Research her ass!

It was all his fault!

She glanced at Aishi with quiet resentment.

Last night, she couldn't hold back her curiosity and, under the excuse of using the bathroom, peeked.

The result?

She didn't sleep a wink.

She became a water bottle.

Her gaze flickered toward No. 18, who was busy in the kitchen.

Usually, No. 18 seemed super proper—how could what she saw last night be so…

Could something like that really feel that good?

No. 21 couldn't help but feel a bit curious.

Just then, No. 18 walked gracefully out of the kitchen.

She looked at the two and calmly said, "We're running low on seasonings. Can one of you go shopping? Get some fruits, vegetables, meat, and other daily necessities while you're at it."

As soon as she finished speaking—

Both Aishi and No. 21 said simultaneously:

"I'll go."

"…I'll go."

No. 18 blinked in surprise, then smiled. "Well, since you both want to go, just go together."

With that, she returned to the kitchen.

Left behind, No. 21's face was flushed.

Every time she looked at Aishi now…

She'd involuntarily recall that scene from last night.

Her eyes drifted downward.

No. 21 felt a strange wave of shock and admiration toward No. 18.

That thing is terrifying!

"What are you staring at?"

Aishi said with a grin.

No. 21 quickly shook her head, face reddening. "N-nothing!"

What the hell is wrong with me?

The two strolled outside into the yard.

Aishi made his way to a sleek, vibrantly colored maglev car parked nearby.

On it was a prominent logo: Capsule Corporation.

Aishi couldn't help but sigh. "Bulma's brand really is everywhere. You see her stuff no matter where you go."

There were many billionaires on Earth, and Bulma's family was right at the top.

No. 21 walked up and inspected the vehicle curiously, then said in a crisp voice, "It's just a standard maglev car. Nothing special. If you want, I could build you a full-on space carrier!"

Aishi turned to her. "Seriously?"

No. 21 gave a sly smile. "Why would I lie? That's basic stuff for me. Child's play."

Aishi believed her. Her scientific skill was definitely the real deal.

"Awesome. That's my disciple for you."

Hearing that, No. 21's lips curved into a proud smile.

Then—

They opened the doors and got in.

Sure, they could just use Bukūjutsu (Flight) to get there instantly…

But Aishi wasn't in the mood for that.

That was too rushed—like going into battle. He preferred a slower pace for daily life.

Hence, the car.

Vroom…

Ignition, gear shift, release brake, step on the gas.

All in one smooth motion.

BOOM!

With a loud roar, the car took off, jetting through the sky like a fighter jet, leaving behind a trail of sonic booms.

Beside Aishi, sitting in the passenger seat, No. 21 was dressed to kill today.

A sleek black dress up top, and ultra-thin black stockings below.

The sheer stockings elongated her legs, making them look even more alluring.

Aishi stole a side glance.

Damn, those legs are long.

Inside the car, aside from the wind rushing past, silence reigned.

Neither said a word.

Until No. 21 broke it.

"You wanna touch them, don't you?"

She spoke calmly, lips curled in a mischievous smile.

Heh heh!

Finally caught him red-handed.

Payback time for all the teasing!

Aishi blinked, then chuckled. "How'd you know?"

No. 21: "?"

She froze. Her face turned bright red.

Wait… what?! That's not how you're supposed to respond!

Wasn't he supposed to panic and deny it?

Looking at Aishi's amused smile, No. 21 got flustered. "Try touching and see what happens!"

She was sure Aishi wouldn't actually do it.

But Aishi being Aishi…

A threat?

His brow lifted, and he reached out and—

Grabbed her thigh.

And squeezed.

Mmm. Soft and silky. The sheer stockings made it smooth and sleek to the touch—absolutely satisfying.

Still, he'd only give it a 9/10.

It'd be better without the stockings.

They looked nice, sure, but you couldn't feel skin.

"…"

No. 21's pupils shrank. Her pretty face full of shock.

He really touched me?!

Just as she was about to explode—

She suddenly trembled.

"Mmm…"

"What's wrong?" Aishi asked.

No. 21's face was flushed, and she quickly pressed down on Aishi's hand to stop it from moving.

Aishi smiled. "Oops, sorry. I was focused on driving."

Her face burned even more red, but she didn't say anything.

What is this strange feeling…

No. 21 dared not speak now.

Aishi really was the type to act on impulse!

At this moment, her normally calm and elegant face was completely flushed, making her look… exceptionally beautiful.

Aishi noticed that she didn't push his hand away, just blocked further movement.

So he didn't move it back.

If it feels nice, keep touching it!

They finally arrived at the mall, and only then did Aishi reluctantly withdraw his hand from her leg.

No. 21 let out a breath of relief.

Thank god it's over.

Never teasing him again.

She gave him a resentful glance. "You're horrible…"

"Horrible? You said 'try touching' and I did."

Aishi smirked.

No. 21: "…"

…Fair.

She couldn't even argue back.

Wait, no! She could argue back!

But saying it out loud would be way too embarrassing.

…

(End of Chapter)

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