"..."
Gran served the food onto plates.
"I said I wouldn't give you any. Do you really think that means you wouldn't eat?"
"Of course I'd eat!"
"Then why did you even ask?"
"This is your territory, after all. I have to show some manners."
"..."
Gran was utterly speechless. He ignored the idiot behind him and finished arranging all the dishes on the table.
Chronoa, meanwhile, followed right behind him with an eager little bounce in her step.
Whis was already seated at the table. When he saw Chronoa arrive, he stood up and nodded politely.
"Greetings, Lord Chronoa, Supreme Kai of Time."
"No need to be so formal, Whis. Hmm? Where's Beerus?"
"Lord Beerus is asleep."
"I see. Come on, Whis, sit down. There's plenty of good food here."
Chronoa was far too familiar with everyone. She had practically treated the place as if it were her own home.
Whis's mouth twitched.
I'm not blind. Who doesn't know there's good food here?
Still, he sat back down.
"Let's eat."
At Gran's command, the three of them immediately began devouring the feast on the table.
"This food is incredible! No wonder the Whis from that other timeline couldn't resist Trunks's cooking."
"Oh? From the way you're putting it, Lord Chronoa, it seems that the me from that other timeline has also discovered this kind of cuisine?"
"Of course. That Trunks who had mastered the power of time even became a Candidate God of Destruction."
"I see..."
Whis and Chronoa chatted casually as they ate.
Gran, however, paid absolutely no attention to them. He simply buried his head and continued eating everything in front of him.
Three hours passed.
Gran finally patted his stomach.
At last, he was completely full.
He turned toward Chronoa.
"Lord Chronoa, why don't you tell me why you came here?"
He had only just returned from another timeline, yet Chronoa had immediately followed him back here. There was no way Gran would believe she had come without some ulterior motive.
Whis's ears immediately perked up as well.
"Didn't you say you were going to help me kill Mechikabura? When are you going to help me?"
Chronoa puffed out her cheeks as she finally revealed her true purpose.
"...."
Gran was instantly speechless.
Whis's perked-up ears slowly drooped back down.
And here I thought it was something important.
So it was about this.
Whis knew a little about the grudge between Mechikabura and Chronoa.
However, in his eyes, Mechikabura was simply too weak to be worth his attention. He couldn't muster even the slightest bit of interest in him.
"Hey! You promised me! What's with that expression?"
Chronoa puffed up angrily.
"I never said I wouldn't help you!"
Gran gestured toward Whis, signalling for him to clean up the leftovers from the table.
"Then why are you making that face?"
"Lady, didn't I already tell you? I'll contact you when I have some free time. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Gran was beginning to feel helpless.
Earlier, he had been cultivating his temporal powers within the Temporal Turbulence. After finishing his training, he immediately went to investigate the demons. Once that investigation was complete, he returned home, only to learn that the Old Kai had been threatened by Zamasu.
He had then immediately rushed to Universe 10 and killed Zamasu.
After that, the Beerus from another timeline had summoned him over for a meeting.
And now, he still had to prepare for the upcoming Universe Martial Arts Tournament.
He was so busy that he practically had no time to breathe!
Hearing Gran's explanation, Chronoa became somewhat embarrassed.
After all, she had been keeping an eye on Gran this whole time, so she knew exactly what he had been up to.
"Then when will you have time?"
"We'll see. Anyway, I don't have any free time right now."
Gran waved his hand dismissively.
It was currently Age 764.
The Universe Martial Arts Tournament would take place in Age 766, meaning there wasn't much time left.
"Hmph! If you won't tell me when you'll be free, then I'll just follow you around until you are!"
Chronoa crossed her tiny arms over her chest.
Gran stared at her in disbelief.
"You're the Supreme Kai of Time. If you stay here, don't you have to worry about the other timelines?"
"How many times do I have to tell you? Temporal problems don't happen every second of every day."
"Fine. Follow me if you want."
Gran stopped paying attention to Chronoa and walked over to the beach chair beside the lake, where he lay down.
As Beerus had once said, life shouldn't be about cultivation alone. One also had to learn how to enjoy life.
It had been a long time since Gran had properly rested.
It was time for him to relax.
Whis used magic to clean up the leftover food before lying down on the beach chair beside Gran.
Eat until you're full, then lie down and relax.
That was the rhythm of life Whis enjoyed.
Seeing the two of them relaxing so comfortably, Chronoa angrily stomped her little feet.
But there was nothing she could do.
She needed Gran's help, so she could only wait until he was free enough to take her to Mechikabura's place of imprisonment.
With that, Chronoa pulled a small beach chair out of her dimensional space and lay down on Gran's other side.
"..."
Seeing that Chronoa had actually followed him, Gran was speechless.
Still, he didn't bother chasing her away.
"Whis, project Broly's current whereabouts for me. I want to see what he's been doing lately."
At Gran's request, Whis quickly projected an image of Broly above the lake.
Chronoa was also somewhat curious about Broly.
She had witnessed the destruction of countless timelines, and quite a few of them had been destroyed because of Broly.
Naturally, she turned her gaze toward the projection as well.
In the projection, after Broly had clashed with Primo of Universe 10, he had returned to the Galactic Patrol headquarters.
During this period, he had remained by Paragus's side.
The Galactic Patrol hadn't received any other major missions recently. Their primary task was to continue spreading news of the upcoming Universe Martial Arts Tournament throughout Universe 7.
As a result, Broly had been following Paragus around everywhere.
Nothing particularly noteworthy had happened during that time.
However, Gran could tell that Broly's relationship with his father had become much more harmonious.
"I thought he was going to keep hunting Vegeta forever. Turns out he's been spending time with his father instead."
Gran chuckled softly.
"Gran!"
Chronoa suddenly called out to him.
She began rolling her little eyes around mischievously.
There was something distinctly suspicious about her expression.
END OF CHAPTER
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