Goku and Chi-Chi

"Yes! His name is Son Goku, and he's a very pure and kind child." Sea Turtle continued, "He saved my life, and I promised him I'd repay him!"

"You want to repay him..." Master Roshi narrowed his eyes, drawing out his words, a knowing look spreading across his face. "So you're saying... you want me to go over there and repay him on your behalf?"

"By the way... worth mentioning," Sea Turtle casually dropped the key information, "with that kid named Son Goku, there's also a very, very pretty girl named Bulma."

"Repay him! Of course I'll repay him properly!" Master Roshi's face changed almost instantly, the reluctance from moments ago vanishing without a trace. He shot to his feet, his face glowing with vigor, even carrying a hint of impatience. "A life-saving grace is like being reborn! How could I not repay it! Wait here, I'll change into my coolest outfit!"

With that, Master Roshi immediately rummaged through his belongings, found a set of what he thought was a very fashionable Hawaiian outfit from the bottom of his trunk, and quickly changed into it.

Sea Turtle silently watched from the side, his heart utterly calm, even a little amused.

I knew it...

As long as a pretty girl was mentioned, this old pervert would be more eager than anyone.

The man and turtle finished getting ready, left the room, and came out onto the beach.

Broly was still kneeling in front of the picnic mat, finishing up.

He cleaned up the last few plates of food, his movements still maintaining that unique sense of ritual.

"Broly, still performing your sacred eating ritual here?" Master Roshi sidled over, teasing with a laugh.

Broly nodded vigorously, his mouth still full of food, letting out a vague "Mm."

"Sea Turtle said he ran into a little guy outside with a tail like yours, named Son Goku." Master Roshi tried to invite him. "How about it? Want to come along and check him out?"

"Nope!" Broly didn't even look up, answering cleanly and without hesitation. "No one's interrupting my meal! Even if the sky falls, it can wait until I'm done!"

"Alright, alright, suit yourself." Master Roshi had expected this outcome, patting Broly's sturdy shoulder. "I'm heading out with Sea Turtle. You watch the house!"

Broly waved a hand dismissively to show he understood, his gaze never leaving the plate of honeyed fruit in front of him that was nearly empty.

Master Roshi chuckled, skillfully climbing onto Sea Turtle's back.

Sea Turtle sighed in resignation, carrying this scheming old man as he slowly swam into the sea, heading off into the distance.

About half an hour later.

Master Roshi rode Sea Turtle back to the shore.

But the high spirits from the departure were gone, replaced by a face full of...

A complex mix of excitement and dishevelment.

Master Roshi's face was flushed, two streams of bright red nosebleed winding down from his nostrils like little rivers. He didn't even bother to wipe them, just staring blankly with a foolish grin on his face, muttering to himself, "Hehe... blue-haired... so cute... such a generous girl... what did you show me... hehehe..."

Clearly, what Bulma had shown him...

Had caused an unprecedented visual and spiritual impact on this centuries-old man.

As for Master Roshi's strange state of being dazed and bleeding profusely, Broly only lifted his eyelids and gave a cold, indifferent glance.

After confirming that the guy could still walk on his own and wasn't dead, Broly immediately refocused all his attention on the new plate of dessert set before him.

In Broly's eyes, anything was insignificant in the face of delicious food.

And so, a few more peaceful days passed.

On this day, the weather was fine, the sky clear as washed blue.

Broly, as usual, spread out his iconic blue picnic mat on the beach and began a new round of his "food ritual."

Master Roshi held a broom, half-heartedly sweeping the sand and fallen leaves around the house.

Sea Turtle lounged lazily on a rock, enjoying the warm sunbath.

Everything seemed no different from countless days before.

But then, at that moment.

"Whoosh!"

In the sky, a golden, fluffy cloud shot through the air at incredible speed, heading straight for this small island!

On the cloud, two small figures were faintly visible.

"Hey--! Hey--!"

A lively voice, carrying the clear tone unique to a young boy, came down from that golden cloud from far away, standing out clearly in the sea breeze.

"Who's that, making such a racket?" Master Roshi stopped his broom, looked up in confusion, and shaded his eyes with his hand to peer at the sky.

Broly, who had been focused on savoring a delicate pastry, was also disturbed by the sudden shouting. He frowned slightly and looked up toward the direction of the Flying Nimbus, casting a calm glance.

Son Goku leaped down from the Flying Nimbus.

"And who do we have here?" Master Roshi recognized Son Goku. "Isn't this the little guy I gave the Flying Nimbus to?"

"He's Master Roshi?" Chi-Chi looked at the old man with suspicion.

"Hey there, old man!" Son Goku greeted with a smile.

"I'm fine." Master Roshi nodded.

"The Flying Nimbus my grandfather gave me is really handy." Son Goku pointed at the Flying Nimbus behind him.

"Of course it is—it was a gift from the immortal to me." Master Roshi grinned smugly.

"So it was from the immortal..." Goku marveled, then suddenly noticed Broly and quickly greeted him with a friendly wave. "Hey, hello!"

Seeing that Goku meant no harm and didn't seem to be after his food, Broly just nodded and ignored him after that.

As for the tail behind Goku, Broly clearly saw it, but it didn't interest him much.

Broly's greatest interest was eating.

So what if he had a tail?

He had one too!

"Weird guy..." Goku said, dropping the subject since Broly wasn't responding.

Chi-Chi climbed down from the Flying Nimbus, studying Broly with a strange expression, but said nothing.

"Hey! Little girl who came with Goku, don't be so timid!" Master Roshi called out with a laugh. "Look, when you face forward, you've got to stick your chest out! Like this!"

With that, Master Roshi demonstrated by puffing out his chest and lifting his chin.

Chi-Chi's pretty face flushed bright red.

"Old man, she's Ox-King's kid." Goku pointed at Chi-Chi as he introduced her.

"What? Ox-King's daughter?" Master Roshi was a little surprised.

"Her name's Chi-Chi." Goku continued.

"Oh... she doesn't look anything like her father..." Master Roshi looked up at the sky and sighed a little.

"Hey, is this old man really Master Roshi?" Chi-Chi whispered to Goku with some doubt.

"Yeah." Goku nodded in confirmation.

"I want to test his skills!" Chi-Chi said, gripping the axe on her helmet with both hands.

"Huh?" Goku blinked, not quite following.

"If he's really Master Roshi, he'll be able to dodge the axe!" Chi-Chi suddenly put her strength into it and hurled the axe from her helmet straight at Master Roshi.