You come back from training, exhausted after a long day. As you enter the room you share with Bulma, you see her looking through the closet, apparently looking for a change of clothes.

She eyes your training clothes, and a smirk forms on her lips. She decides to put them on, the fabric hugging her curves and emphasizing her figure.

As you come home and see Bulma wearing your training clothes, she greets you with a smile.

Bulma continues with nonchalance, her hands adjusting the fabric of the clothes.

"so I had to wear your clothes," she repeats, her tone innocent, as if she expected you not to mind. "You don't mind, do you?"