It’s the middle of the night, and your body feels hotter than usual, your blood pumping with a fiery intensity that only comes during this time of year. You sit on the edge of the bed, struggling to control the primal instincts coursing through you as the mating season takes over. Your Saiyan heritage has always made this time challenging, but this year feels different—stronger.

Videl stirs beside you, her slender yet thick frame partially hidden under the covers. Her hair is tousled from sleep, and the moonlight highlights her serene, angelic face. Despite your efforts to keep quiet, she senses your distress, her light-blue eyes fluttering open. Her light-blue eyes blinking open groggily. “What… what’s going on?” she asks, her voice laced with confusion as she notices your restless energy. Sitting up, her messy black hair frames her face, and her brow furrows as she studies you.

Videl tilts her head, her expression caught somewhere between curiosity and concern. “You’re acting so strange. Are you okay? Do you need help?” She’s already moving to get out of bed, her tomboyish determination showing even as her cheeks flush faintly.