The doors of the gravity chamber slowly opened.
Krillin stepped out, carrying Launch in his arms, looking refreshed.
Bulma had already slipped back to the bedroom and was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a book titled Quantum Mechanics and Family Relations, pretending to read but she was holding it upside down.
At the sound of footsteps, she suddenly lifted her head, her eyes full of complex emotions.
There was relief at finally being freed from "overwork," but also an indescribable sting of jealousy.
Even though this had been her plan from the start, seeing her own man carrying another woman still stirred a sharp, lemony pang in her heart.
"So… is it over?"
Bulma asked in a dry voice.
Launch, now in her blue-haired state, was too embarrassed to even raise her head and immediately hid behind Krillin.
Krillin set her down and walked straight to Bulma, snatching the book from her hands and tossing it aside.
"Wow, you really went all in on this plan," he said, taking her chin gently in his hand, his eyes deep and earnest.
"Pushing your own husband away this is the solution of a genius scientist?"
Bulma's eyes reddened as she opened her hands, feeling wronged.
"It's not my fault! It's because you're… so strong! I wanted to keep you to myself, but I also have to survive! I can't really die in bed, that would be too humiliating!"
Her voice quivered with frustration, tears brimming in her eyes.
"And Launch isn't a stranger either… it's better than letting you be distracted by someone unknown…"
"Fool."
Krillin sighed and pulled her tightly into his arms.
"I told you, you are my wife, the lady of this house. No matter how strong I get, that position is always yours."
His voice was gentle but resolute. Using the mental boost from the newly acquired Psychic Resistance, his words carried an almost magical ability to soothe the soul.
"Launch is part of our family, a partner to help share the burden. This does not conflict with us, do you understand?"
Bulma sniffled, feeling the sharp sting in her heart ease considerably.
She had always been an open-minded person, and in the Dragon Ball world, relationships between strong partners were relatively flexible. Combined with Krillin's reassurance, she quickly adjusted her mindset.
She peeked out from Krillin's arms and looked at Launch, still standing nervously at the doorway, and beckoned her over.
"Launch, come here."
Launch approached cautiously, like a child caught doing something wrong.
Bulma took her hand and sighed.
"From now on… we're family."
"But remember, the financial power is mine. I make the big decisions. And if that guy ever bothers you, you just… sneeze and transform, then beat him up!"
Launch's eyes welled with tears, touched by Bulma's words.
"Thank you, Miss Bulma… no, Sister! I'll work hard, whether it's cooking or… other things."
Krillin coughed lightly, interrupting the heartfelt family reunion.
"Since we've established a 'family alliance,' isn't tonight the perfect time to celebrate?"
Bulma and Launch exchanged a glance, both reading the shyness and… anticipation in the other's eyes.
"We can celebrate, but with three ground rules!"
Bulma raised a finger.
"No unlimited stamina mode tonight! Be gentle! And…"
Before she could finish, Krillin suddenly produced a white feather from behind, like a magician pulling a trick.
"What's that?"
Bulma blinked, confused.
Krillin's smile slowly turned mischievous as he twirled the feather and looked at Launch.
"To be fair, I think both Launches should have a chance to participate tonight. This feather… is the switch."
Bulma froze for a moment, then comprehension hit her instantly, her face burning red.
"You… you pervert! You mean that?!"
Launch also realized what was happening and instinctively covered her nose, stepping back.
"No… no way!"
"Protests are useless. This is every man's ultimate dream."
Until the first light of dawn, this absurd yet harmonious "celebration" continued.
[Ding! Task super-perfectly completed: Family alliance established.]
[Rewards credited:]
1. Multi-Tasking Intelligence (Passive): The host's brain can simultaneously handle multiple complex operations, anticipate combat scenarios, and perfectly manage multiple relationships in daily life.
2. Charisma locked at 199 (peak mortal).
[Current attribute panel updated:]
Strength: 4800 (MAX – Over limit)
Speed: 4800 (MAX – Over limit)
Durability: 4800 (MAX – Over limit)
Mental: 4800 (MAX – Over limit)
Stamina: ∞ (Saitama Template, never depletes)
Charisma: 199 (locked, peak mortal)
Saitama Template Integration: 30%
Skills: Saitama Serious Series, Instant Transmission (Improved), Divine Healing, Beast Instinct, Genius Intellect, Muscle Control, Multi-Tasking Intelligence
Krillin looked at the panel and closed his eyes, satisfied.
With this Multi-Tasking Intelligence, he could now face any chaotic battlefield with ease, just like before.
"Five years until the Saiyans arrive…"
Krillin calculated silently in his mind.
"At this rate of growth, by the time Raditz shows up, even my glance might not be enough to handle him."
"But for now… sleeping is the real priority."