Young Shinji: You Must Stay Alive!

The girl was a little stunned by his jumpy reaction, but she still introduced the Refrigerator beside them to Broly. "A Refrigerator keeps things cold. It can preserve Food for longer."

But she clearly could not explain much more, so she quickly took a Cake from the Refrigerator and held it out to Broly. "This is Cake. It has Cream on it, and it's Chocolate Flavor. You can try it."

Broly leaned over and sniffed the thing in the girl's hands from side to side. Perhaps he caught a strange fragrance, because his eyes lit up. He grabbed the Cake, still wrapped in Plastic Wrap, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"You can't eat that."

Young Sakura jumped in alarm, hurriedly set down the plate, and grabbed the Plastic Wrap by Broly's mouth, trying to pull it out.

She succeeded, but she also failed. The Plastic Wrap tore right apart, and she lost her balance and fell backward. Fortunately, Broly caught her hand first and pulled her upright.

"Be careful."

Broly awkwardly offered the warning.

"The Plastic Wrap..."

Young Sakura pointed at the thing in his mouth as a reminder.

Broly pulled the Plastic Wrap from his mouth. The sweet fragrance of the Cake left him reluctant to let it go.

"Is there more?"

He licked the Cream off the Plastic Wrap as he asked.

"No. There's only Pudding left. It's Strawberry Flavor."

Young Sakura shook her head and took out some Strawberry Flavor Pudding from the Refrigerator.

This time, she explained in advance that the outer packaging could not be eaten, so he did not swallow the package along with it.

"This is good too. Is there more?"

The two Strawberry Flavor Puddings were quickly finished, but Broly was still unsatisfied. His eyes practically shone as he stared at the Refrigerator.

From this strange box, the Wife beside him had already taken out two kinds of delicious Food he had never eaten before.

"There's no more."

"Then what's that?"

"It's meat. Ah, but that's still Raw Meat."

Broly did not care whether Food was raw or not. He picked it up and began biting into it.

Raw Meat was not as sweet as Cake, nor was it as springy as Pudding, but it had the taste of normal flesh and blood.

It was not a particularly good taste, but as always, compared to Vampa Spiders, it was a delicacy.

"What about this?"

"This is an Egg. Wait, you need to crack the shell first."

Young Sakura wanted to stop him, but Broly had already put an Egg into his mouth. When he tried to swallow it, it got stuck in his throat. Broly simply punched himself in the throat, shattering the lodged Egg inside.

He smacked his lips twice. The liquid Food, somewhat similar to Spider Eggs, did not appeal to Broly much. His attention shifted to the other brightly colored fruits.

As he asked the Girl what each thing was, he rapidly stuffed everything that smelled decent into his mouth.

That included a box of lemon-scented deodorizer. Broly's small body was half inside the Refrigerator as he rummaged through it, wrecking everything edible and inedible inside. The Tail behind him swayed from side to side, displaying his excitement.

It was only then that Young Sakura noticed what was different about this Boy. Looking at the long Tail swaying before her, she became curious and reached out with her little hand to grab it.

The instant his Tail was grabbed, Broly's body trembled. He hurriedly turned around and pulled his Tail back before asking the Girl, "What are you doing?"

"Is that a real Tail?"

"What else would it be, a fake one?"

A Tail was a sensitive point for Saiyans. Without Desensitization Training, if their Tail was grabbed, a Saiyan would lose their ability to fight.

Broly had somewhat overcome the condition of completely losing his fighting ability whenever his Tail was grabbed, but sensitive spots were still sensitive.

On Vampa, aside from his Father, no one else could help him with Tail Desensitization Training. As for the way his Father Paragus grabbed his Tail, Broly had long since grown used to it.

Now that someone else had suddenly grabbed his Tail, even though the Girl had not used much strength, the different manner of grasping still caused him to react.

"Hey, why don't you have a Tail?"

As he spoke, Broly also glanced beneath the Girl. Young Sakura noticed his gaze and instinctively turned sideways, lifting one leg and using her hands to cover her private parts.

That exposed her butt from the side. After Broly saw that the Girl had no Tail, he asked in surprise.

"How could people have Tails?"

"How could people not have Tails?"

Ordinary people did not have Tails. Only Saiyans did.

But soon, new information Appeared In Consciousness, and Broly froze just as he was about to pull apart the Girl's buttocks to search for the nonexistent Tail.

"So you don't have a Tail."

Broly looked at the Girl with some pity.

"What kind of look is that?"

Young Sakura felt very uncomfortable under his gaze.

"You're jealous that I have a Tail, aren't you? Since you gave me lots of delicious Food, I'll let you touch my Tail."

As he spoke, Broly held his Tail out before the Girl. Looking at the fluffy Tail still swaying slightly, Young Sakura was genuinely tempted. She reached out, ready to take the Tail from Broly's hand.

"What are you doing?"

But the process was interrupted by a voice. Shinji, wearing pajamas, stood at the Kitchen entrance, unable to understand the scene before him.

His Adopted Daughter Sister and an unfamiliar little boy were standing naked before the open Refrigerator, seemingly exchanging something.

"I'm letting her touch my Tail."

Broly answered with complete seriousness, explaining exactly what he was doing.

"He was hungry, so I brought him here to eat."

Young Sakura explained somewhat flusteredly.

Touching Tails, eating Food... what kind of mess was this?

Shinji was still very innocent at this age. He did not understand what his adoptive sister and the unfamiliar Boy were doing, but he knew one thing.

"Sakura, this is your friend, right? But even if he was hungry and wanted something to eat, you shouldn't have brought him to the Kitchen looking like this, should you?

"And you, my sister's friend. When you visit someone else's house, do you always go without clothes?"

Young Shinji questioned them with the bearing of an Elder Brother.

"My clothes were ruined."

Broly immediately explained his clothing problem.

"Then what about you, Sakura?"

Matou Shinji turned his gaze toward Young Sakura.

"I didn't have time to put mine on yet."

Her clothes were in the Bug Warehouse, but she had only wanted to escape that nightmare-like place as soon as possible, so she had not had time to worry about them.

Now, facing the gaze of her Adoptive Brother, one of the only two people in the Matou Family who had treated her reasonably well, the Girl shrank her neck.

"I'll go back to my room and get dressed."

She ran off, leaving Broly alone in the Kitchen.

After Sakura left, Young Shinji turned his gaze toward Broly.

More precisely, toward the swaying Tail in Broly's hand.

"Is your Tail real?"

He walked behind Broly and saw the Tail disappearing into his tailbone. He asked in surprise.

"Do you want to touch it too?"

Seeing this person's curiosity, Broly asked generously.

"I'm not touching something that weird!"

Young Shinji raised his head and replied somewhat tsundere.

Though the fluffy Tail did attract him as well.

"Were you friends with my sister before?"

He asked.

"Friends? No, she's my Wife."

Broly answered while gnawing on an apple.

"What? Sakura's already married at this age?"

Young Shinji was utterly shocked.

"Married? What's that?"

Broly asked in return. No information about marriage Appeared in his mind.

"You don't even know what marriage is?"

"Why would I need to know?"

"Then how did you make my sister your Wife?"

"There's information in my mind telling me that."

Broly answered honestly.

Young Shinji could not understand it, yet he was deeply shaken.

"Is there anything else to eat here?"

Broly, who did not understand politeness, asked. He had already eaten everything in the Refrigerator.

Young Shinji: "..."

Only now did he notice the mess inside the Refrigerator.

"Who exactly are you? How did you break into my house and deceive my sister?"

When Young Sakura returned, she found her Adoptive Brother interrogating Broly.

"My name is Broly."

Broly introduced himself again.

"The Crystal Palace Appeared. There were lots of string-like things around me, then suddenly, I came here."

His limited vocabulary allowed Broly to give only such a meaningless answer.

"I didn't deceive anyone. Those worms were delicious. Of course, the things in this box called a Refrigerator were even more delicious."

Broly licked his lips. He was still not full. Low-energy Food always required him to consume more.

"I get it. You must be a thief. You tricked my sister into opening the door and letting you in, then tricked her into bringing you into my house so you could steal Food."

Young Shinji came up with a logical theory. He felt that he had found the truth.

"A thief?"

Broly frowned as his mind reacted to the term.

The information that Appeared, however, told him it was an insulting and unfavorable label.

"You won't give me Food, and you're slandering me too. Do you want me to kill you that badly?"

Young Broly developed killing intent toward Young Shinji.

This killing intent was extremely pure: the desire to destroy anything detrimental to himself.

It was a wildness he had developed on Vampa.

There was no malice involved. He simply wanted to destroy things, or lives, that were detrimental to himself.

The instant that utterly pure killing intent emerged, Young Shinji was frightened enough to collapse onto the floor.

Meeting that indifferent gaze, Negative Emotions of fear and terror surged endlessly from the bottom of his heart.

It was like a weak creature being stared down by a powerful predator, producing all manner of anxious and fearful reactions.

His instincts as a living being were warning him of the danger of the person before him.

"My Older Brother didn't mean it like that."

Perhaps because Young Shinji was one of the only two people in the Matou Family who had treated her well, Young Sakura stepped forward to speak up for Matou Shinji.

Seeing the Girl who had given him delicious Food, Broly's hostility quickly faded. Instead, he began asking her for Food again.

Young Sakura felt troubled. Even including her, the Matou Family only had five people. The Food in the Refrigerator was everything they had; there was no other Food.

"But I can take you out to eat."

Seeing Broly's disappointment, Young Sakura seemed to think of something and said it.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

As long as there was Food, Broly had no problem. He urged her on.

"But you have to put on clothes first."

Young Sakura added.

"But what do I do if I don't have clothes?"

Broly became troubled.

"It's fine. You don't have clothes, but my Older Brother does."

Young Sakura looked at Young Shinji on the floor.

"Huh?"

Young Shinji let out a soft sound of surprise. He had wanted to refuse.

But when he saw Broly looking at him, he no longer had the courage to refuse.

"You're a good person too!"

Having obtained clothes that would let him go eat, Broly was extremely happy. He forgot the unpleasantness Young Shinji had caused him.

"Brother Shinji, I won't be coming back. Please tell Uncle Kariya."

The terrifying Grandfather was dead, and she had no reason to remain in the Matou Family. Young Sakura only wanted to leave the House of Worms that had left her with psychological scars. Still, before leaving, she had not forgotten to let the people who had treated her well know, through Matou Shinji.

"Sakura, come over here. There's something I want to ask you."

Young Shinji did not dare speak in front of Broly. Only after calling his adoptive sister aside did he quietly ask the Girl.

"Did that guy with the Tail threaten you? If he did, then... just go with him for now and keep him calm. I'll notify Father and Uncle later, and they'll come rescue you."

Young Shinji was still Young Shinji. Even at this age, he did not dare step forward himself.

"I wonder where Grandfather went. It would be great if he were here."

Young Sakura: "..."

"I wasn't threatened. On the contrary, Brother Broly is a good person. He saved me. I'm free now. I won't be coming back, and as for Grandfather, don't mention him to me. He's a bad person."

"Why is Grandfather a bad person?"

Matou Shinji still wanted to argue with his adoptive younger sister when Broly urged them anxiously from nearby.

"I've put my clothes on. When can we go outside to eat?"

"I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm leaving."

"Wait."

"What else is it, Older Brother?"

"Did you bring any money? You need money to eat out, you know."

Young Sakura: "..."

She was only five. Where would she get money?

"Here, this is the pocket money Father gave me. Take it."

Young Shinji opened his Piggy Bank, took out every coin inside, and handed them to his adoptive younger sister.

"But this is your pocket money..."

"I'm your older brother. Even if it's only in name, isn't it normal for an older brother to protect his younger sister? I can't protect you right now, but giving you money is the only thing I can do. You have to keep that dangerous guy calm. I'll definitely tell Uncle and Grandfather that you were taken away, so they can save you."

Young Sakura hesitated, then hesitated again, but ultimately said nothing as she accepted her adoptive older brother's pocket money.

"I really haven't been threatened. Older Brother really doesn't need to have anyone save me."

Only as she was leaving the Matou Family did she reiterate her situation once more.

"I know, Sakura. You have to stay alive!"

Young Shinji looked like he had imagined the whole story, solemnly giving his response to his adoptive younger sister and leaving the girl at a loss for words.

"Did you run into some kind of danger?"

After they had gone some distance, Broly asked the girl beside him curiously.

"No. It's just that my older brother stubbornly believes you kidnapped me."

Young Sakura answered.

"Kidnapped? What's that?"

Broly did not understand. The Otaku memories from his Past Life in his mind were fragmented and incomplete; every now and then, bits of information would suddenly pop into his head.

If he could not understand the content of that information, it would quickly fade away. So most of the time, he behaved like an ignorant young child.