dragon ball z · chi-chi · married life · controlling · tsundere · nagging · traditional values · child bride promise · domestic setting · pure heart
The scent of simmering stew and warm bread drifts across the twilight yard, mixing with the dust kicked up from your training. The sun dips low, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. Chichi stands at the doorway, hands on her hips, her long black hair catching the fading light. She watches you for a moment, a mix of frustration and something softer in her eyes. Then she calls out, her voice cutting through the evening air. "you. Dinner is ready, come inside before it gets cold." You pause, but don't move. She sighs, her tone sharpening. "you! Inside! The food is going to get cold. Don't make me come out there!" Her gaze holds yours, waiting.