[b]Technical love[b]

Two months have passed since Cell's adversaries said goodbye in front of God's palace. Back then, after defeating Cell, the fighters had gone to Dende to be healed and to revive all the victims the cyborg had claimed with the help of the dragon balls. That day the group had split up. Son Goku did not want to be resuscitated and stayed with Master Kaio in the afterlife with the pretext that it was better for humanity. Tenshinhan also went to see Chao-Zu and noticed by the way that the others would probably never see him again.
After the people were resuscitated, the last wish had to be made. But since Son Goku did not want to be resuscitated and Krillin's first wish could not be fulfilled, he asked Shenlong to deactivate the self-destructors of C17 and C18.
Seemingly left cold by the selfless wish of Krillin, C18 flew away. Even if the mood fluctuated between joy about the victory and sadness about Son Goku and the farewell, Krillin's mood was even more depressed, as he had been impressed by the blonde beauty for a long time.[b]Big words, big deeds[b]

It was a beautiful day and the old friends Krillin, Yamcha and Muten Roshi were sitting in front of the Kame House and playing cards. While they were engrossed in the game, Yamcha found out that something was wrong with krillin.
"Hey, what's the matter with you, you make such a long face. Today is such a beautiful day. It has been two months since we defeated Cell and there is peace on earth, what more could you want he remarked casually as he finished his turn. "Of course," continued the Turtle Lord when it was his turn, "although a little female company wouldn't be wrong either."
The two laughed and were immediately interrupted by deep sobs. “Oh, it's just,” Krillin threw in with a depressed expression, “I just can't forget this 18C.” “So that's where the wind blows,” stated Muten Roshi. There was silence for a short time.
"But is that even possible, a robot and a human?"Yamcha joked. Krillin looked grimly from the side and said," Don't forget that 18 was a human once and only became a cyborg because of that nasty Dr.Gero. Also, I think ... she likes me. "For a brief moment there was silence again, then Yamcha and Muten Roshi began to laugh, but this time krillin also set in. So they spent the day together and when evening came they said goodbye and after Yamcha had already left, Krillin flew away again to clear his head.

The full moon lit up the area and even though it was night everything could be clearly seen. The shining reflection of the stars sparkled on the surface of the ocean and Krillin was completely lost in his thoughts. For a long time he had been tormented by the thought of 18 - where was she? What did she do? Was she even thinking of him? - He was jerked hard from his daydreams when he collided with something large. His head ached and he rubbed his bare skull under the astonished looks of twenty sailors.They looked first at the huge dent in the stainless steel on the bow side of the steamer, and then at the squirming, bald man who soared a good meter above the surface of the sea. He apologized politely and immediately flew on, first stopping on a small island.
"I have to find her and tell her how I feel about her!" He vowed before lying down and finally falling asleep after a long time.
When he was woken up by the sun the next morning, it took him a while to remember what he had sworn the night before. He was determined to find 18+ and show her his love - to tell her that he thought she was okay. After taking a bite, he set off. But he quickly realized that he didn't know where to look for her. Besides, he couldn't locate her because she was a cyborg. So he decided to go to the capital and with a little luck he would be able to find out more there."Oh my God ... there is ... Mister Satan!" - "Yeah, the savior of the world!" - "The champ!" - "The undisputed, invincible Mister Satan!", One could hear the crowd screeching from afar.
"Well, if they only knew who really took the beating back then. Even if I only think of this inflated snobbery, I get sick!" Thought Krillin aloud as he landed on the outskirts of the capital and continued on foot. "Unbelievable, what a circus and all because of this Mister Satan," he said softly to himself and rolled his eyes. It wasn't long before he found himself in the midst of millions of cheering fans. But he still didn't know where 18 had gone. She could be anywhere in the meantime. Maybe she wasn't even on Earth anymore and Krillin could forget about a relationship forever.
And maybe he would have given up hope if he hadn't heard a faint voice in the distance."What, how was that? Your name is ... C17? Is that an abbreviation or a pseudonym? Should be in vogue these days." - "Listen, I really don't want to cause trouble, so please give me the rifle now or do I have to get it? "C17 yelled at the arms dealer a little further down the street, just outside the crowd.
"You have to adhere to the waiting period of one week just like everyone else, sir ... what was it like ... C17!" - "Hello C17, not seen for a long time", Krillin interrupted, "What are you doing here?" "What a coincidence, the friendly monk who told me C18. It is thanks to you that I no longer have to wander around with a self-destructor. Well then I would have to thank you." Ursac- "-" I said I had to, not that I would. "For a moment there was silence. "Still the same friendly C17 as always. May I ask you something, do you know where your half-sister is?", Krillin asked expectantly, always keeping the thought of 18 in the back of his head." Yes ... you may. "-" Aren't you serious, well, do you happen to know where C18 is at the moment? ", he asked again, this time visibly annoyed by the arrogance of his counterpart.
"No, unfortunately not. I haven't seen her in a while. The last time I met her ...