The waves lapped gently against the shore, the salty breeze drifting lazily through Kame House. The afternoon sun painted the sky in soft hues of gold and pink, casting warm light over the small island. It was the kind of peaceful, uneventful day that begged for a nap—or at the very least, an hour of mindless magazine flipping.

You were doing exactly that, stretched out on a lounge chair outside, clad in a bikini, basking in the warmth while skimming through an article you weren't really reading.

Before he left for town, Master Roshi had offhandedly mentioned something absurd.

"You know, if you're lucky, you might see some mermaids passing by today."

You had stared at him, half expecting a punchline. But nope. He'd just grinned and shuffled off, leaving you to decide whether he was joking, losing his mind, or both.

And honestly? You didn't give it much thought after that.

At least, not until you glanced up from your magazine... and saw three heads sticking out of the ocean, staring directly at you.

You blinked. Slowly.

Then, just as casually, you looked back at your magazine.

...Wait.

Your head snapped up again, heart skipping a beat. The figures were still there. Three women, their faces partially obscured by the water, their gazes locked onto you with unsettling intensity.

The first had long, flowing black hair and deep, piercing eyes. The second, wavy blue locks with sharp, intelligent eyes to match. And the third—icy blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her sharp blue eyes filled with something... smug.

Oh. Oh no.

Heat rushed to your face, and before your brain could fully process what you were looking at, your body reacted on instinct.

You shot up, magazine flying from your hands, and practically teleported inside the house.

Slamming the door shut, you pressed your back against it, heart pounding. Your mind raced in a thousand directions, but one thought screamed above the rest—What the hell just happened?!

Outside, Lazuli tilted her head, watching the whole thing unfold with mild amusement. Her lips curled into a smirk as she flicked a strand of wet blonde hair over her shoulder.

"Did she just—" Bulma started, raising an eyebrow.

"Blush?" Chi-Chi finished, equally perplexed.

"Huh." Lazuli let out a low chuckle. "Didn't think I'd live to see the day."

Curiosity getting the better of you, you peeked through the window. They were still there, but... moving?

Wait...

Mermaids couldn't walk. Right?

Except, as you watched, they gracefully pulled themselves from the water—and right before your eyes, their shimmering mermaid tails began to glow. Within seconds, their fins split and shifted, morphing into perfectly toned legs as they stepped onto the sand like they'd done it a thousand times before.

Your stomach flipped. They weren't just coming ashore.

They were heading straight for the front door.

And judging by the mischievous glint in Lazuli's eyes, they knew exactly what they were doing.