Vegeta and Son Goku's Battle

As noon approached, the wedding began.

On Earth, whether it was Son Goku's or Krillin's wedding back then, it was customary to hold them at noon. Perhaps it was a local tradition. Maybe because everyone came from all over the world, they could hold a gathering and spar with one another after the ceremony.

At this moment, Piccolo, Krillin, Yamcha, Chi-Chi, Tien Shinhan, Master Roshi, Tights, Vegeta—everyone with even the slightest connection had gathered together. They raised their glasses, chatted, and caught up on the past few years.

As the wedding progressed, the heated atmosphere reached its peak when Videl, dressed in a pure white wedding gown, emerged alongside Silica and Mephia.

"Boohoo, Videl is finally getting married." Mr. Satan's eyes were red as he wept, tears and snot streaming down his face.

"So soon, Gohan is getting married too."

Chaya watched everything with a smile. Once Son Gohan and Videl became a married couple, Pan would probably be born before too many years had passed. He remembered that Beerus would appear at Bulma's birthday party shortly after Videl became pregnant. He just did not know whether things would still unfold that way in this world. Would Beerus, who had only been asleep for a few years, wake up because of a dream?

Of course, no matter how things developed from here on, it was merely a play to Chaya.

I just hope Beerus doesn't get scared silly by me when the time comes. Chaya chuckled inwardly.

"Uncle Chaya, this toast is for you."

A voice sounded beside him. Videl, bright-eyed and fair-toothed, graceful and delicate, approached with a wineglass in hand under Son Gohan's accompaniment. Chaya smiled and drained his glass in one gulp.

"I wish you both an early start on raising the next generation."

Chaya gave Videl