He hastily pressed one of the many switches.
After a short delay, a door set into the wall slid open next to him, revealing a large workshop. Ayame put one and one together immediately, gave Trunks one last, fatal look, and made the ki ball disappear.Trunks sank to his knees in relief and took a few deep breaths. His irritation did not disappear in the slightest. This stranger was a complete mystery to him and nothing she did so far followed any logic.
Ayame resolutely entered the room and found her belongings spread across a large metal table. Only a small part was still intact. Bulma had broken some things into their individual parts, but for the moment all her attention was focused on one screen. Ayame noticed the tangle of cables connecting Capsule Corporation's PC to her laptop.
The whole scene gave Ayame a painful stab. For a moment she couldn't believe the insolence with which the blue-haired woman must have gone to work. But then her brain began to work properly again, alerting her to the problem at hand. This woman practically had her life in her hands!
Before Ayame was able to react, Bulma interrupted her train of thought."Trunks, you have to see that," she said enthusiastically without turning to the door. The person addressed stepped a few steps into the workshop on unsteady legs. Behind his forehead, one terrible scenario replaced the next, and each one ended with a workshop in ruins. Today just wasn't his day! At that moment Trunks wanted nothing more than to wake up from this nightmare. He felt Ayame's aura begin to flicker full of anger and cleared his throat to detach his mother's attention from her "project".
"Hi Mum," he said hesitantly.
Bulma turned around irritated at the strange answer of her son and only now noticed Ayame, who gave her death glances. Every further word stuck in her throat.