Piccolo

Three months passed quietly, and the day Vegeta's Trio invaded Earth drew ever closer. The atmosphere on Earth grew increasingly tense.

Gran felt nothing about it.

Today,

he took his fishing rod and prepared to head out, but just as he was about to leave, Bulma followed behind him.

"Why are you following me again?" Gran asked, standing in the courtyard as he turned around.

"I'm not following you." Bulma shook her head.

Gran was somewhat puzzled. He tentatively stepped aside, and Bulma actually walked right past where he had just been standing.

"Lord Gran, I'm going to take care of something. Don't make dinner for me." Bulma turned back to say that before flying into the air.

?

Gran frowned. That clingy Poop Scooper was acting a little strange today.

He looked toward Whis and Beerus, who were lying on beach chairs, hoping to learn the reason from them.

In the end, neither master nor servant paid him any attention, leaving Gran speechless.

"Forget it."

Gran shook his head, then walked out of Bulma's Manor with his fishing rod.

After leaving the street, he encountered several Earthlings outside. From time to time, they glanced at Gran.

"Doesn't that handsome guy look a lot like those blond warriors?"

"I think so too, but his hairstyle and color are both wrong. Maybe only his facial features look similar."

"Probably..."

The passersby's voices reached Gran's ears, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Good thing he had transformed like Gohan when playing Long Aotian. Otherwise, he would get surrounded by onlookers every time he went out.

Gran ignored the people around him. He sensed the surrounding ki, then headed west.

Along the way, Gran carried a fishing rod and cast a few times whenever he saw water. Anyone unaware of