"Aishi, you saved me and my brother. I promised I'd do anything for you."
No.18's voice was calm, her expression cold.
But her subtly trembling body showed her nervousness.
"Really?"
Aishi smiled.
"Really!"
"Then come with me."
Aishi stood up and slowly walked toward the stairs.
Seeing this—
No.18's heart tightened, a faint blush rising to her cheeks.
So… it was really going to happen?
But she didn't hesitate.
She stood up as well.
Lowered her head and quietly followed Aishi.
Unknowingly—
They arrived at the bedroom.
Aishi came to a stop.
Thump.
No.18's soft body bumped right into his back with a light smack.
Snapping back to her senses—
No.18 immediately took a step back and hurriedly said, "Sorry!"
Why was she so distracted even walking?!
"It's fine."
Aishi chuckled.
He walked to the bed and sat down.
Then patted the empty space beside him, gesturing for her to sit.
Seeing this, No.18 nervously stepped forward—
And slowly sat down.
"Don't be nervous. Relax."
Aishi gently patted her and spoke.
"How do you plan to repay me?"
Hearing this—
No.18 paused.
Why did he toss the question back to her?
"I don't know…"
She shook her head lightly and whispered.
"Do you like me?"
Aishi suddenly asked.
"Eh?!"
Her face instantly turned red, flustered and overwhelmed.
"I… I…"
"Don't like me?"
Aishi pressed again.
"No!!"
No.18 answered hastily.
Her voice carried panic and urgency.
Like a frightened rabbit.
"So, that means you do?"
Aishi smiled.
"…Mm."
No.18 looked away slightly and softly responded.
Charge!
Aishi gently cupped her chin and brought her eyes to his.
"I like you too."
As soon as those words fell—
No.18's face turned as red as steam, glowing with heat.
He liked her too?
With the atmosphere built to this point—
Most people's emotions would overrule reason.
Aishi didn't hesitate at all and leaned in.
Her lips were soft and warm, with a faint floral scent.
"Mm…"
No.18's pupils contracted, her eyes wide in surprise.
After a long moment, the two finally parted.
No.18 was left breathless, caught off guard.
"Huff…"
She pushed Aishi away, half-angrily said, "Aishi, have you kissed someone before?"
Aishi gently stroked her cheek, locking eyes with her.
"No."
No.18 squinted in suspicion. "Really?"
Aishi nodded gently. Her skin was soft, warm like jade.
No.18 gazed into his eyes, saying nothing.
In her eyes, Aishi saw his own reflection—
Her entire gaze filled with only him.
Aishi could feel every nerve being teased and pulled by her.
"…Can I?"
No.18 bit her lip gently, hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
With that—
Aishi carried her up.
And walked out to the living room.
Setting sail!
No one knew how long had passed.
No.18 furrowed her brows, lips pressed tightly, clutching Aishi with all her strength.
…
The Next Day
Aishi woke up early.
Preparing a nutritious breakfast.
A faint smile played at his lips.
Who said No.18 had unlimited stamina?
She couldn't even last a single night.
A while later—
A slim silhouette slowly descended the stairs.
Aishi looked over.
No.18 seemed well recovered—not as weak-kneed as one might expect.
"Good morning, 18."
"Good morning."
She smiled softly and walked over.
"You're up so early."
Aishi chuckled. "Habit."
Back when he had school, he always got up early.
"Come eat."
"Mm."
No.18 sat down with curiosity, eyeing the food.
"Tastes great!"
"Your cooking is amazing!"
She smiled brightly, clearly surprised.
Adorable!
Aishi walked over and picked her up gently.
"Eh?!"
"Aishi, what are you doing?!"
No.18 blushed, startled.
"Mm? Breakfast."
Aishi replied calmly.
"'Mm' what?!"
"Mmm… breakfast"
…
A long time later—
Looking at the now-asleep No.18, Aishi chuckled softly.
Then he pulled out a set of white training clothes from the wardrobe—
With a black belt.
Once dressed neatly—
He quietly left the apartment.
He had serious business to handle today.
But as soon as he stepped outside—
He sensed someone approaching rapidly.
Son Goku.
——Whoosh!
Son Goku gradually slowed down as he descended.
His face lit up, and he waved from afar.
"Aishi!"
Seeing him land, Aishi looked confused.
"What brings you here?"
"Haha, I wanted to spar with you."
Goku grinned.
"Sure—but not now."
"I need to borrow the Dragon Balls."
Aishi nodded. Perfect timing.
He had been planning to go find him.
"Dragon Balls?"
"You got something urgent?"
Goku looked puzzled.
"Yeah, I want to remove the bombs inside No.18 and No.17."
Aishi answered calmly.
Goku finally understood, then nodded with a smile.
"Of course. The Dragon Balls are at the Lookout."
After that—
He asked with a slightly curious tone:
"Did you… marry that android, No.18?"
"…?"
"Who told you that?"
Aishi blinked. Who spread that?!
"Haha, everyone's been saying it. I mean, you beat the crap out of Cell just for her!"
Goku laughed.
"..."
"Cut the crap—let's go to the Lookout."
Aishi was speechless.
Are all Z-Fighters this nosy?
And Goku of all people…
Why are you so interested in gossip? That's way out of character!
The two soared toward the Lookout—
Chatting casually along the way.
To be fair—
Son Goku really had a friendly, likable personality.
After that conversation—
Aishi and Goku grew noticeably closer.
…
(End of Chapter)
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