"Don't tell me you don't know Tang Xing. Were you really not sent by her?" Majin Buu stared hard at Chaya, the fleshy antenna atop his head swaying from side to side like an antenna.
Chaya frowned and shook his head. "I don't know anyone named Tang Xing."
The name Tang Xing sounded rather out of place. In the Dragon Ball World, aside from Son Goku, there were rarely names with such a distinctly Chinese flavor. Still, it could have been transliterated. Someone called Tang Xing did not necessarily have Tang as a surname, just like Chaya himself—he had no surname.
What exactly was going on with this Majin Buu? He seemed to be a completely different person from the Majin Buu Chaya knew.
"Oh." Majin Buu pursed his lips and stared straight at Chaya.
"Your hair color looks like that of a Super Saiyan God. I haven't seen anyone with red hair in many years. Hey, don't just stand there. Hurry up and let me down!" Majin Buu chuckled as he wriggled his body, like an insect chrysalis hanging upside down from a branch.
"I am a Super Saiyan God. Buu, do you remember Mephia?"
"Nope."
Majin Buu answered without even thinking.
He did not even know Mephia?
That meant the Majin Buu before him truly was not the one Chaya knew. Majin Buu had been closest to Mephia. He could forget anyone else, but he could never forget Mephia! Chaya looked thoughtfully at the smiling Majin Buu before him.
Could he be Buu from another parallel spacetime? But that did not seem right either. Among the current four complete universes, every Majin Buu had either been destroyed or was staying by Mephia's side. Other than this spacetime, only the Majin Buu of the Canon-like World and Fat Buu