Some time later they had arrived at the director's office, who was an old white-haired man named Togashi.
They were in front of the man's office, seeing the old man's perverted face with a drop of sweat.
He was reading a novel that was having quite a success, more than a million copies published in less than six months.
Shizune cleared his throat slightly and then the man quickly put the book away, clearing his throat and adjusting the collar of his shirt.
"Oh, it's you Bulma" Togashi, the director, spoke looking at the bluehead, who nodded in response. Goku saw the man with a drop of sweat, if you stopped to analyze correctly you would find a resemblance to Roshi.
"I came to present my resignation for..."
More later.
Bulma had finally submitted his resignation, now she had dropped out of college, causing her to get pregnant.
She was upset in a way, for she had spent enough time on this project and now she would have to abandon it. Still, she felt happy because she had Goku by her side, it might seem like a minor thing but she valued him a lot.
They were now walking in the direction of the vehicle. Silence reigned between them, but it was already starting to get uncomfortable, so Goku spoke:
"Bulma, are you okay?" asked the black-haired man, noticing that his friend had been quite downcast since they left the principal's office a long time ago.
"Y-yes, it's just frustrating to know that I will have to abandon this project, I had made quite a few friends in these years and now I will have to leave everything" Bulma said sadly and Goku listened.
"I'm sorry Bulma, maybe if we hadn't played that you would continue going to your classes and you would be with your friends" added Goku but the girl denied.
"Don't apologize, the responsibility is also mine, together we will move forward" Bulma spoke smiling and he nodded, while those words sounded in his mind.
"Let's go?" Bulma asked, starting the vehicle's engine, receiving a nod from the boy. Thus, the two future parents headed elsewhere, hoping to know what the future held for them.
Time after:
The future parents were sitting on the bench in a large park located in the center of Eastern City.
Goku was feeding some bread to some pigeons that were there, although he himself also took advantage of eating that food.
Bulma was pensive looking at the sky, as she had dropped out of college a few minutes ago.
Not that he cared too much for her, but it was 3 long years at that university. Now all was lost.
Shizune had told her that she could resume the course when she is ready, but it would not be the same anymore.
She would start the third year again, of course, but her friends and colleagues would already be in their final year.
'I'm going to take it as a challenge, and like Goku said, I'll get ahead' Bulma outlining a smile on her lips and she looked the black-haired man, who upon noticing the look of her friend, smiled.
"Can you give me some bread? I also want to feed these pigeons" Bulma spoke smiling while the jet spread some bread.
When Bulma broke that bread into pieces to feed the birds, the birds flew off. The blue-haired girl was left with a drop of sweat on her head at that act and Goku scratched the back of his neck nervously.
"The birds don't seem to like you" said the black-eyed boy with a nervous smile.
At that comment a dark aura surrounded Bulma as her eyes turned to flames of fire.
"What are you hinting at Goku?!" Bulma asked, getting up from the bench with an unfriendly face.
"N-nothing of course" replied the boy, moving his hands quickly as he tried to escape.
"Oh yeah...?" Bulma approached her face with a gloomy aura and the remaining birds took flight.
More later.
Bulma's pov.
We were going down the city street walking calmly, although Goku had small tears in his eyes.
I had to give him a good lesson, sometimes Goku doesn't measure his words, I guess it's because of his innocence.
Most of the boys greeted me with gawking faces, although when they turned to Goku they did so with hostile faces full of envy and rage.
They will be quite jealous of him, after all he is walking with a beauty like I am, although Goku does not seem to have realized it.
Who am I kidding, I think if I had a mind-reading device the only thing I would see in Goku's head is food and fights, I would even bet my soul on that.
But Goku was changing, slowly but something is something. He came to visit me every day, we talked, we laughed a lot, we ate, etc ... although he always ended up asking "when would the baby come out".
I don't know what will happen to him when we have our son, I don't even know what will happen to me but I am sure that we will both work hard and move forward.
While we were walking, several girls also stopped to greet Goku with a silly smile and in this case the enormously hostile gazes were directed at me.
An instinct took hold of me and I clung tightly to Goku's arm and gave them a pugnacious look, so they all ran away from us.
We continued walking a few meters and I continued without letting go of Goku's arm, we already looked like a couple without being, although Goku found it strange.
"Hey Bulma, why are you still holding my arm?" He asked while I looked for a quick excuse, because I didn't remember why he kept holding me on his arm.
"Ammm... where do you want to go? you want to eat something?" I intelligently changed the subject, knowing that Goku couldn't evade my question. I had touched on his favorite subject.
"Sure, let's go to a good place and eat, I'm quite hungry" Goku said with his usual smile and I gave a nod, still not letting go of his arm.
End of pov.
Minutes later.
They had arrived at a fast food place called 'Friends' located a few meters away, in the center.
They entered by opening the door and saw an old man at the counter next to a young beautiful girl wearing an apron.
"Fusui!!" Bulma yelled running towards the brown haired girl, who did the same leaving the counter.
The two girls hugged each other with a smile while the black-eyed man watched that scene in confusion.
"Go Bulma, you haven't come to see me for a few months" then Fusui turned to Goku. "From what I see you've been pretty busy these times, right? Is that the boy you told me about?" she asked.
"That's right Fusui" Bulma gestured for Goku to come closer. "Goku, this Fusui, a friend that I met quite a long time ago. And Fusui, this is Son Goku, my... friend" she indicated without much certainty and security.
"Nice to meet you Goku, come whenever you want to our place, you will be well cared for" Fusui said, winking at the black-haired man.
'Could it be that his eye itches?' The boy inquired without quite understanding the reason for that gesture.
"*Cof* oh my god this cough" Bulma spoke calling the attention of Fusui and Goku. "How is old Saru?" she said as they walked to a table.
"IIt's fine as always" Fusui answered calmly as she took out a notebook to take note of Bulma and Goku's request. "What are you going to ask for?"
"I have a miso ramen as always, and Goku... Well, you better be prepared because your muscles will ache from cooking so much" Bulma spoke nervously.
"Well I want to ask..." Goku spoke with a hand on his chin, thoughtful. No doubt Fusui had no idea what would happen next at her food joint.
Later:
Fusui was grinding on the kitchen floor yearning for oxygen in her airless lungs. Saru breathed heavily as he sat on a chair, trying to regain his strength.
"Y-your friend is a machine without a doubt, has broken the record of your boyfriend Ken" Saru spoke looking his daughter Fusui.
"Y-you're right, wait... Ken is not my boyfriend!! H-he's just a good friend, and nothing more" said the coffee-haired girl.
Meanwhile, dozens of empty plates adorned the table where Goku and Bulma were sitting. Customers of the site wondered if this boy didn't have a black hole in his stomach.
Bulma was used to it by now, although in a way Goku's metabolism was a box of surprises.
Suddenly Fusui came with a long list, surely it was all that Goku had consumed, because Bulma barely touched what she had asked for.
"T-this is the Bulma account" Fusui spoke dejected by the superhuman effort she had put into cooking.
"I-in a way I expected it, but no problem. Goku, can you wait for us outside?" asked Bulma looking him.
The boy came out with a smile impregnated on his lips, because he and his stomach were already satisfied.