Capsule Corporation Underground Training Facility.
This space had originally been Krillin's private gravity chamber. Today, however, Bulma had made a few adjustments, transforming it into a yoga room filled with suggestive ambiance.
The floor was covered with expensive anti-slip mats. The walls were replaced with warm, soft lighting, and even the air circulation system carried a faint, calming fragrance meant to soothe the nerves.
"Um… Miss Bulma, do I really have to wear this?"
Blue-haired Launch stood awkwardly in a tight yoga outfit designed by Bulma herself. The high-elastic fabric perfectly outlined her astonishing curves.
Out of shyness, her face was flushed red as she nervously tugged at the hem of her clothes.
"Of course. This is science."
Bulma had changed into a similar outfit herself, though hers was noticeably more daring.
She patted Launch on the shoulder. "Under high gravity, this kind of clothing offers the best muscle protection."
Krillin entered the room shirtless. The heavy door slowly sealed shut behind him.
"Ready? Today's training will be strict."
He walked to the control console, his fingers hovering over the gravity adjustment dial.
Bulma shot him a meaningful look, then pretended to stretch before quietly retreating to the resting area in the corner.
"Oh dear, I think I strained a ligament yesterday. Krillin, why don't you guide Launch first? I'll observe and learn."
Her intentions could not have been more obvious.
Blue-haired Launch was innocent as a blank sheet of paper. She did not overthink it, only looking at Krillin nervously.
"Um… Mr. Krillin, please guide me. If I'm too clumsy, please don't scold me."
"Relax. I'm very gentle."
Krillin pressed the button.
[Gravity Environment: 2x… 5x… 10x activated.]
A low hum filled the room.
The air seemed to solidify instantly.
For an ordinary Earthling, ten times gravity would be enough to crush bones. Launch, however, was far from ordinary. Her physical conditioning exceeded normal humans by a wide margin, but the sudden pressure still threw her off balance.
"Ah!"
Blue-haired Launch cried out as her legs gave way and she pitched forward.
She did not feel pain.
Instead, she fell into a solid, burning embrace.
Krillin wrapped one arm around her waist, standing firm as he bore her weight along with the crushing pressure of ten times gravity.
"Are you okay?"
He lowered his head, looking at the girl in his arms.
At such close range, his powerful masculine presence instantly enveloped her. She could even feel the warmth of his chest muscles through the thin fabric.
"I… I'm fine…"
Launch's heart raced as if it were about to leap out of her throat. Her face burned like a ripe apple, her body instinctively pressing closer to him under the gravity for support.
"In high gravity, you need to keep a steady breathing rhythm."
Krillin did not let go. Instead, his hand slid gently along her back, calling it "energy guidance."
"Relax. Follow my lead."
His fingertips felt electric. Every place he touched went weak and numb.
"I… is it here?"
Launch's voice trembled, her eyes growing unfocused.
Just as the atmosphere began to heat up and Bulma in the corner watched with a flushed face, torn over whether to stop it…
A feather drifted down from nowhere and brushed against Launch's nose.
"A… achoo!"
The sneeze echoed loudly in the sealed gravity chamber.
Blue hair turned gold in an instant.
The soft body leaning against Krillin suddenly tensed, sharp muscle lines emerging.
Blonde Launch opened her eyes and realized she was being held in an extremely humiliating position by the bald man, while the air around her felt heavy like molten lead.
"You bastard! How dare you take advantage of me!"
She tried to lash out, but under ten times gravity, even lifting a finger was a struggle, let alone pushing away a monster whose strength ran unfathomably deep.
"Looks like the other one came out."
Krillin's smile deepened. Not only did he not release her, he tightened his hold, pressing their bodies flush together.
"Since it's the violent Miss Launch, the training intensity needs to double."
"Let go of me! What is this place? Why can't my body move?!"
Blonde Launch was furious and panicked. The feeling of being completely at someone else's mercy drove her mad.
"This is a gravity chamber. A place designed to tame wild horses."
Krillin leaned down to her ear, his voice firm and absolute.
"Blue or gold, once you walk through this door, you follow the instructor's rules."
"Bulma said she's leaving everything to me, right, my dear?"
Outside the door, Bulma buried her face in her knees, cheeks burning, pretending she was not there.
"Since no one objects, we can begin the real yoga."
Krillin no longer hid the aggression in his eyes.
He lifted blonde Launch directly, ignoring the crushing gravity, and pressed her against the padded wall.
"You… don't you dare! I have a gun!"
Launch panicked and reached for her waist, only to find nothing there. Just the tight fabric clinging to her skin.
"Here, your only weapon is your body."
Krillin kissed her, forceful and overwhelming, silencing every curse she had.
Blonde Launch struggled fiercely at first, trying to knee him, but under Krillin's absolute strength, all resistance melted into something dangerously intimate.
That overwhelming masculine presence crashed into her like a tidal wave, washing away her reason.
She worshipped violence. She worshipped strength.
And the man before her was strength incarnate.
Slowly, resistance turned into response.
Her wild instincts awakened. She was no longer a gun-wielding bandit, but a conquered lioness, clumsily yet passionately returning his intensity.
[Ding! S-rank Strategy Task: "Taming the Wild Horse" completion rising… 80%… 90%…]
The temperature inside the gravity chamber soared.
"Slow down… you bastard… my bones are going to break…"
"This is only ten times gravity. We still have a long road ahead."
…
After an unknown amount of time, the gravity chamber finally fell silent.
[Ding! Task completed: Launch fully conquered.]
[Reward granted: Split-Personality Resistance. Passive skill. Immune to all mental control and personality interference.]
[System Notice: Host's Charm value has overflowed. Current value: 195. Special effect triggered: Absolute Submission.]
Krillin stopped, drenched in sweat, looking down at the blonde Launch in his arms.
There was no trace of her former arrogance. She was docile, like a tiger with its fangs removed.
"Achoo!"
Another sneeze.
Blue-haired Launch returned.
As soon as she opened her eyes and felt the changes in her body and the lingering intensity, she immediately understood what had happened.
"Mr. Krillin…"
Blushing deeply, she buried her face into his neck, her voice soft and shy, yet carrying unmistakable joy.
"From now on… please take care of me."
At this moment, the dual personalities were finally united in heart.