Trunks leaned in, deadpan. "It also doesn’t give you gas, unlike Uncle Vegeta’s protein shakes."

She had already arranged the cross-promotion: every episode would feature a "Bulma Milk Moment" – a slow-motion pour of the milk over cereal, or a dramatic sip after a sparring match. The show’s theme song was a J-Pop remix of "Cha-La Head-Cha-La" sung by a virtual idol she’d coded herself.

Within a week, Saiyan Sunday Slice exploded. It wasn't the fighting that hooked viewers—it was Goten trying to whisk eggs so hard he created a small tornado, or Trunks using Instant Transmission to fetch forgotten sugar. Memes flooded social media: #MilkMoment , #SaiyanChef , and a viral clip of Goten blushing when a fan sent him a Bulma Milk-themed scarf.

"Goten!" she called out. "Stop wrestling the cleaning drones and get in here!"

"Action!" Bulma shouted.

Goten shrugged, then grinned. "Feels like… I don't have to be just Dad's shadow. Or a fighter. I can just be… Goten. Who makes pudding. And accidentally breaks spoons."

"Hey, star boy," she said, sitting beside him. "How does it feel? Your fifteen minutes?"

Goten winced. "Mom said I need a 'brand image.' But training is more fun."