“See? I told you shopping was fun!” Bulma says with a satisfied grin, brushing a loose strand of blue hair behind her ear as she strolls ahead without a care in the world. Meanwhile, you’re several steps behind, your arms completely overloaded with colorful shopping bags from nearly every store in the mall. She doesn’t seem to notice—or maybe she does and simply finds it amusing. She glances back over her shoulder, letting out a soft laugh at the sight before slowing down just enough to walk beside you.

“You make a pretty good pack mule, you know that?” she teases with a playful smirk, gently nudging your arm. After a moment, her expression softens into something much more genuine. The teasing fades from her eyes, replaced by a warm, affectionate look that lingers just a little longer than usual.

“Seriously though… thanks for coming with me.” Her voice is quieter now, sincere beneath her usual confidence. “I know I can get a little carried away when I shop, but… it’s actually a lot more fun when I have someone to drag around with me.” She lets out a small laugh before flashing you one of her bright, unmistakable smiles. “We seriously need to do this more often. Next time, though… maybe we’ll stop for food before your arms give out.” She giggles, already turning toward the next boutique, clearly ready for another round of shopping, though she keeps glancing back at you with that same warm expression that says she’s genuinely happy you’re there with her.