"Oh, that…" Master Roshi gave a helpless smile and lowered his voice even further.
"It seems that kid Broly is a bit picky about his tastes."
"He clearly said he doesn't like the blonde Launch. He prefers the blue-haired one."
"After all, this one can cook, and the food she makes suits his taste perfectly."
"As for the blonde one… well, aside from being good with guns, she really can't cook. The food she makes is either burnt or undercooked."
Bulma pressed a hand to her forehead.
Once again, she was speechless.
This is literally double happiness!
Two Launches!
And Broly still rejected the hotter, more aggressive blonde version?
Because she can't cook?!
That standard for choosing a partner is way too practical!
Three Years of Cold War
"The blonde Launch tried flirting with him a few times," Roshi continued gossiping with a long sigh.
"But Broly, being the blockhead he is, rejected her."
"So she got angry."
"Now every time she sneezes and turns blonde, she either ignores Broly or deliberately picks fights with him."
"They haven't spoken to each other for almost three years."
"Wait… they've been in a cold war for three years?" Bulma said in disbelief.
Her worldview was constantly being refreshed today.
"That relationship is way too complicated."
"So basically…"
"One sneeze starts the cold war…"
"And another sneeze could instantly end it?"
"Pretty much," Roshi nodded seriously.
"The whole relationship depends on sneezing."
Bulma: "…"
She decided to give up trying to understand these complicated relationships.
After a short silence, she changed the subject.
Broly Still Doesn't Train
"So… Broly hasn't trained at all during these three years?" Bulma asked.
"Just relying on his natural strength?"
"Yep. Exactly the same as before," Roshi replied with a helpless shrug.
"His biggest daily exercise is walking from his bed to the dining table."
"Then from the dining table to the beach picnic mat."
"And now he added one more activity."
"Playing video games."
"Training is boring."
Broly heard them talking about him and looked up.
He flashed his usual carefree grin.
"Tiring. Boring."
He once again repeated his life philosophy.
Yamcha and Krillin's Training
"By the way, where's Yamcha?" Roshi asked, pushing up his sunglasses.
"I don't see him anywhere."
"Didn't he come with you?"
"Yamcha…" Bulma frowned.
"He went back to West City, left a letter, and then disappeared."
"He went off to train by himself," Oolong added.
"And he left me behind!" Puar complained sadly.
"Hmph! That guy was definitely stimulated three years ago by Broly and Goku!" Bulma said angrily.
"He wants to secretly train and then shock everyone!"
"Hahaha, Yamcha too?" Roshi laughed loudly.
"Krillin did the same thing!"
"Three years ago he told me he was going to train and then ran off immediately."
"They were both heavily stimulated."
"Broly's power and Goku going to train with Kami really lit a fire under them."
Bulma Warns Broly
"Broly," Bulma turned toward him seriously.
"Everyone has been training hard these three years."
"You're strong now."
"But if you keep refusing to train…"
"One day Goku and the others might surpass you."
"Don't regret it when that happens."
"Mm."
Broly simply nodded lightly.
He didn't seem to care at all.
Whether someone surpassed him or not—
That mattered far less than thinking about:
What to eat next.
Or
How to beat the next level of his game.
"You really have an incredible mentality," Bulma sighed.
"You don't care about any of this."
"That kind of carefree attitude is almost admirable."
"A good mindset means a long life," Roshi commented calmly.
It wasn't clear whether he meant it as praise or criticism.
A Stranger Appears
Just then—
"Hello."
A calm young male voice suddenly spoke nearby.
Everyone froze.
They turned toward the sound.
A tall young man stood not far away.
He had a strong build and a handsome face.
He held a black umbrella.
The most eye-catching thing was the white headscarf carefully wrapped around his head, hiding his hairstyle.
"Grandpa, Broly, everyone's doing well, right?" the young man said warmly with a familiar honest smile.
His eyes swept across the group.
"Where are Yamcha, Krillin, and Tien?"
"Have they already entered the preliminary arena?"
"And Broly, you really aren't participating in the tournament?"
He asked several questions in a row, as if he already understood the situation.
Hearing this—
Broly and the others suddenly realized something.
Everyone froze.
Their eyes focused on the young man's face.
"G-Goku?" Master Roshi was the first to react.
He pushed up his sunglasses and leaned closer.
He looked the tall young man up and down.
He almost didn't recognize him.
Bulma covered her mouth in shock.
Her eyes widened as if she had just witnessed a miracle.
"Could it be…" Launch murmured thoughtfully.
She seemed to recognize the familiar expression and smile.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" the young man said.
He looked confused at everyone's stunned reactions.
"Of course it's me."
Then he looked up at the sky and smiled brightly.
"Ah… good."
"The rain seems to be getting lighter."
He casually closed his umbrella.
The light drizzle fell on his body and on the white headscarf.
"You're kidding… you're really Goku?" Oolong shouted in disbelief.
"How come you can't recognize me just because I covered my hair?" Goku laughed.
He grabbed the corner of the headscarf.
Then casually pulled it off.
Instantly—
His iconic spiky black hair, standing upright like flames, appeared.
Now that he had grown up, his face looked sharper and more mature.
Combined with his muscular body—
A powerful and energetic aura burst forth.
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