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The God of Destruction Realm.
Whis was eating the food Gran had left on the dining table outside the God of Destruction Temple.
Suddenly, Broly contacted him. "Whis, where's Gran? Three years have passed. Why hasn't he announced how to register for the Inter-Universal Martial Arts Tournament?"
Whis was about to answer when he sensed a ripple in space-time by the lake.
"Hm?"
Whis immediately cut off the call and narrowed his eyes at the lakeshore.
Before long, a Space-Time Crack appeared by the lake, and a little girl dressed in pink climbed out.
"Kronoa?"
Whis froze. "Didn't you go with Gran to kill Mechikkapula? Why did you come back alone? Where's Gran?"
The questions came one after another. He was clearly worried about Gran.
Kronoa teleported in front of Whis. "Gran won't be back anytime soon."
"Why?"
Whis, usually so gentle and refined, changed in an instant. His presence became crushing.
His expression darkened, and the space around him crackled with explosive sounds.
"No, nothing happened to Gran! Something's just keeping him busy!"
Kronoa immediately realized how her words had sounded.
Of course. Anyone would be shaken to hear that their Disciple wasn't coming back.
"Could you not stop halfway through a sentence?"
Whis rolled his eyes. The pressure around him vanished, and he was once again the gentle, approachable angel everyone knew.
"Now tell me. What's keeping him busy?"
"Well..."
Kronoa stuck out her tongue, then began with their battle against Demigra.
By the end, she had told him everything.
"Hm?"
Whis said thoughtfully, "You're saying Gran never came back after entering that rift?"
"That's right!"
Afraid Whis would worry again, Kronoa explained, "I tried to stop Gran, but the Time King sent me