Realms: Only I Traverse Through the Anime Multiverse

"Not very greedy, right~"

Du Ming's eyes were erratic, drifting back and forth, still being hooked by the red and white in front of him, unable to move his eyes away.

But suddenly he thought.

His eyes were now completely blocked by the mask of this mecha. As an ordinary person, Bulma couldn't see where his eyes were looking.

With this thought, Du Ming's breathing became even more rapid.

Bulma was a proud thing that was not hidden very much. After the high-cut fabric was tightened, it showed invincible elasticity.

Du Ming's masculine and fiery eyes could not stop exploring, the Adam's apple in his throat kept moving, and the flesh bound by the mecha kept heating up, trying to burst out with strength to break free from the restraint of the mecha.

Bulma didn't speak either.

Unhurriedly, he reached into the red fabric on his chest, took out a palm-sized glass piece, pinched it between the index finger and thumb of his right hand, and placed it in front of his eyes.

Then he looked at Du Ming's mask and laughed.

Du Ming felt something was wrong, and then he heard Bulma say with a smile:

"See, I told you that your eyes were greedy, and you were fascinated by my body, right?"

She put down the glass, tossed it, and threw it aside, "This is the mecha I made. You can see your face through the mask of the mecha with this lens~~"

Du Ming's mouth twitched, and he had nothing to say.

"But Du Ming, you don't have to feel any psychological burden at all." Bulma put her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, her chest was more upright, and smiled at the corners of her mouth, saying:

"Because it's all my plan!"

Du Ming raised his eyebrows.

Bulma walked briskly towards the mecha, with her toes raised, and said proudly:

"I put some 'training supplements' in the red wine stewed steak.

"I added some 'exotic spices that enhance mood' to the grilled cheese prawns.

"In the stir-fried vegetables, there are 'emotional amplification agents' used as seasonings!

"In the cream pumpkin soup, there are all the 'infatuation water solvents' that I carefully prepared.

"In the Xidu special juice, there are even more 'vitamin supplements'!"

Bulma chuckled and said, "As for your mecha, it's full of 'computer parts'!"

Du Ming's eyes twitched.

He immediately heard that these strange ingredients with different names can all be summarized by the word "medicine".

No wonder...

No wonder it was so hot after dinner today, and it was still hot after taking a shower.

I felt that I had endless energy in my body and wanted to vent.

Du Ming even found that after hearing Bulma give him medicine, his self-control suddenly dropped a lot compared to before, and he was a little out of control.

Du Ming's pupils were a little red, and he was breathing heavily.

"... Bulma, when I entered this room, I found that your window was closed, and there was a strange smell in the room... Could it be..."

"Yes!"

Bulma stood on tiptoe and pressed her body against the mecha, tightly, and suddenly her soft body sank, and a large area of ​​her body was pressed against the inside of the mecha that bound Du Ming.

She giggled and said, "It's all the things you think of in your mind now! And..."

Bulma stood on tiptoe higher, pressed against the neck of the mecha and the arm of Mitsuha, and said, "Only tell Du Ming that all the ingredients today are the same for men and women!"

Du Ming's breath became heavier in an instant.

"Du Ming, you can't see it, can you? Holding your Mitsuha with both hands, your cheeks are red, and your two cute eyes are moist and about to burst into tears. You can see my face, right? Do I look very feminine?"

I can't bear it anymore!

Du Ming's chest kept rising and falling, and his fingers and toes bound in the mecha kept trembling. All the cells in his body were burned by the rising heat. He wanted to find something to vent this anger.

But he couldn't use force, so he could only suppress his strength.

Bulma took a half step back, and touched the armor on the chest of the mecha with her palm. The armor on the chest of the mecha immediately disappeared to both sides, revealing the healthy color inside.

She slowly moved down and slid her tongue on the exposed part of the mecha.

"Hiss~~~" Du Ming's muscles all over his body trembled all of a sudden, his eyes were blurred, and his rationality decreased.

But Du Ming still remembered that he couldn't use force to explode energy.

Whether the physical body exploded with more power than ordinary people, or the qi exploded with more energy than ordinary people, the mecha would explode.

Of course he wouldn't be injured, but the two people in front of him, Bulma and Mitsuha, might die.

(They actually invented this self-destructing mecha, and threatened me with three leaves and their own lives...) Du Ming was all furious, but he could only sigh helplessly.

Reason made him dare not move his trapped hands and feet, and dare not exert force.

In the end, he was trapped in the mecha by Bulma and could not move.

Bulma did not stop at all.

She let go of Du Ming, and put her hand on the belly armor of the mecha and touched it gently.

The belly armor of this mecha also gave way, revealing the healthy color and shape inside.

As the belly armor was separated to both sides, the armor on the side waist and side chest also gave way, revealing more of Du Ming who was tied inside.

Bulma put her hand on her heaving chest, and her five fingertips slid gently, drawing a beautiful wavy line.

"Hiss~Hu~hiss~Hu~"

Du Ming really felt a ball of fire in his chest. This ball of fire was directed by Bulma's five fingers, circling around, but it just couldn't get out of his body.

Bulma's eyes were also a little blurry, and her face gradually turned red.

Her body pressed against the mecha again, hugging it, and her cheek pressed against the chest of the mecha.

Her eyebrows trembled, and she finally made up her mind.

She hugged the mecha tightly with both hands, and they fit together completely.

At this moment, the protective steel armor between the legs of the mecha that trapped Du Ming also folded back with a "click".

Bulma glanced down, paused with her right hand, and with a "rip", she tore off the last and only cloth in the mecha and threw it on the side of the bed.

Du Ming exhaled and inhaled repeatedly, anxious to distract himself, and asked Sanye in a trembling voice:

"San, Sanye..."

"...Well, I, I'm..." Sanye's voice was lighter than a mosquito, and she was trembling like Du Ming.

"How did you think of helping Bulma do this with your stupid brain..."

Du Ming felt that his reason was gradually drifting away and was about to leave his body.

"…Because Bulma likes you." Mitsuha tightened her hand around the mecha's neck, and her hot breath touched the mecha's cheek, "You obviously like Bulma too…I want to build a bridge for you, so that Bulma and Du Ming can face their feelings!"

Du Ming was silent for half a second and smiled bitterly.

So that's how it is…

No wonder Bulma is so crazy today, it turns out that it was Mitsuha, the crazy girl in her bones, who instigated her.

He took a deep breath and sneered with Mitsuha: "But in this case, Mitsuha, don't regret it today!"

"…Regret?" Mitsuha raised her head slightly, a little confused.

"Tonight, I'm going to force you and Bulma to learn alien language. We'll learn alien language all night and tire you two girls to death!"

"Humph, I'm a genius in alien language!" Bulma sneered, "You'll be the first to die of exhaustion, Du Ming!"

"I, I'll also work hard to learn alien language, Sister Bulma!" Mitsuha also shouted quickly, "I'll hold the mecha tightly and not let Du Ming move! He can only learn alien language passively!"

"Good job, Mitsuha!"