"Master Muten!" Goku and Krillin were thrilled to see Master Roshi appear. They ran over and hopped around him.
Master Roshi was delighted to see Goku and Krillin as well. He brushed aside the gloom Piccolo had brought him, believing that with He-El here, there should be no problem.
The heavy burden of King Piccolo vanished from both his body and mind, leaving him immensely relieved.
"Goku, Krillin, you've both grown quite a bit." Master Roshi patted their heads, then opened the briefcase he had brought and took out new martial arts uniforms for them. "Fortunately, I expected you to start growing quickly, so I made the new uniforms a little bigger. Go try them on."
"Thank you, Master Muten!" Goku and Krillin were overjoyed. Their old uniforms had long since become tattered beyond wear during their training at Kami's Lookout, and they had been wearing the simple combat outfits from Kami's Lookout ever since.
Goku and Krillin immediately took off their simple Kami's Lookout combat outfits and changed into Turtle School uniforms, dancing around in excitement.
Piccolo stood to one side with his arms crossed, his face turned coldly aside. Behind his seemingly disdainful gaze was a trace of envy.
A large hand landed on his head. He-El rubbed Piccolo's head and smiled. "Piccolo, you're coming to the World Martial Arts Tournament too. Compete seriously with everyone there. Now go into the room and get your combat uniform."
Piccolo froze for a moment, warmth and gratitude rising in his heart. Yet his expression remained cold and unsmiling. "Hmph. I don't need you ordering me around."
With a dark expression, Piccolo headed toward the room to collect his combat uniform.
His combat uniform was essentially the clothing Kami had once worn. After He-El mentioned it, Kami had ultimately prepared one