Gran the Fishing Addict?

"Yay! We're having big fish today!"

Little Gohan wasn't afraid either. He broke free from Piccolo's hand and ran toward Gran.

"This brat is going to drive me crazy!"

Piccolo clenched his back teeth tightly. He was really afraid the little guy would offend someone.

Gran put away his fishing rod and began preparing the grilled fish. In no time, five large fish had been skewered on forked branches and set over the fire.

Gran sat on the grass, turning the five fish from time to time.

Little Gohan squatted beside Gran, breathing in the fragrance of the grilled fish and wiping away his drool every so often.

Piccolo sat cross-legged opposite Gran, watching him the entire time. Just who was this man?

It was noon. Many large trees grew beside the river, and with the leaves providing shade, the blazing sun did not affect the three of them.

As time passed, the five fish smelled more and more delicious.

Little Gohan looked up at Gran. "Big brother, can we eat now? I'm so hungry."

"Big brother?"

The corner of Gran's mouth twitched. He did not refute him, instead taking a fish and handing it to Little Gohan. "Here, this one's for you."

"Thank you, big brother!"

Little Gohan's eyes lit up. He quickly took the fish and happily began eating it.

Gran picked up another fish and shifted his gaze to Piccolo.

Piccolo instantly knew what he was about to do. He shook his head. "No need to give me one. I don't eat this kind of food."

After saying that, he secretly let out a breath of relief. Judging from Gran's actions, he most likely did not mean any harm.

"I know your race can survive without food. I was only being polite." Gran took a bite of