Invitation

When Tights heard Roland so bluntly say that he couldn't write a good book, she was heartbroken. Her anger was tinged with a sense of helplessness, as if she thought, "If I can't write a good novel, I'll have to go home and inherit billions."

And you know what? Tights really is a wealthy heiress.

Dr. and Mrs. Dr. Brief didn't have high hopes for their eldest daughter's writing at all; they treated her like a parasite, letting her do whatever she wanted, since they were wealthy enough to support her. To be fair, Dr. Brief were always quite casual about their children's demands, and even they themselves were often unproductive!

If Tights were just an ordinary person, given her professional ethics, she probably would have been starving long ago.

"Roland, could you come and get me?" Tights asked Roland, her hands clasped together in prayer.

Roland realized it had been a while since she'd seen Tights, so she nodded and agreed, "Okay, wait for me at home, I'll be right there."

"Thanks, mua~"

Tights's illusory image gave Roland a kiss, then vanished in a flash of light.

Roland shook his head, finding it difficult to handle this overly energetic woman. After speaking to the Saiyan guarding him, he teleported to Earth.

Arriving at Tights's house again, Roland opened the villa door with ease, as if it were his own home; the combination lock on the door opened directly for him.

Roland ran into Dr. Brief and greeted him.

Dr. Brief chuckled, "You're here to see Tights? She's in her study."

Roland nodded, then suddenly remembered that he would be going to a large-scale cosmic auction with Aiboya and the others to select technologically advanced races, and Dr. Brief was a genius in this field. So he said, "Doctor, would you be interested in seeing the technology of the aliens? I'm going to the Universal Auction select talent later..."

Then I gave a brief explanation of the situation.

Dr. Brief immediately became interested upon hearing this. "Alien technology? I'd like to see it for myself; it might be helpful for my future research."

"Then it's settled. We'll go together when the auction starts."

Roland smiled. Dr. Brief was one of the smartest scientists in the Dragon Ball world. His Hoi-Poi Capsule Technology alone was like a black technology that was several generations ahead of its time. Even the races in the universe that specialize in scientific research have not been able to analyze the principle behind it, which shows how genius Dr. Brief was.

If Dr. Brief could have seen the technological essence of other civilizations and then integrated it, he might have been able to create even more groundbreaking inventions.

Roland believed that Dr. Brief possessed such wisdom; after all, he was a genius who had figured out the alien spaceship and developed the gravity device in just a few days.

After saying goodbye to Dr. Brief, Roland went to Tights's study. Upon seeing him, she rushed over and hugged him passionately, then poured out her woes:

"Roland, why do my novels always flop? Do I really not have the talent to write novels?"

"Your talent is indeed lacking. As a member of the Briefs family, you should be engaged in scientific research..." Roland looked at Tights's delicate and pretty face and couldn't help but think to himself.

However, I remember that in the original novel, Tights's few appearances later on were all while she was typing away in her notebook, so it seems that she didn't give up her dream of writing novels even after she matured!

Writing novels is a dead end!!

"How could that be? You just haven't found the right subject matter yet." The words came out as a word of comfort.

Tights seemed quite pleased, nodding vigorously. "That's right, you really trust me. I've decided that my next novel will also feature Saiyan as the protagonist!"

"Hey, where's your sister? Didn't she come with you?"

"She went out to cultivate alone... By the way, why do you call her 'sister' too? When did you two become so close?" Roland paused, then asked curiously. Tights replied, "Isn't your sister my sister? Besides, Sister Sephiria is older than me, so it's normal for me to call her 'sister'."

Call me whatever you want.

Roland sat down next to Tights and started telling her about the Universal Auction. Tights, who had never experienced anything like it before, immediately brightened up and said she definitely wanted to go and see it for herself. Roland readily agreed.

In the evening, Mrs. Brief, knowing that Roland was coming, specially instructed the servants to prepare a lavish dinner. During the meal, Roland noticed that Bulma was not there, and upon asking, he learned that she had gone to school. In truth, given Bulma's intelligence, Roland felt that she wouldn't learn much at school and would be better off doing research with her father.

After dinner, Tights pulled Roland into her small study, wanting Roland to design an outline for her.

Based on his experience of reading countless online novels in his previous life, Roland readily agreed and then described various plot points, making Tights's eyes light up. She only regretted not asking him to help design the plot before.

"That's great! Roland, you've really helped me a lot. I think this novel is sure to be a bestseller!"

Tights confidence, carefully closed the notebook, her whole being brimming with self-assurance, completely forgetting how she had previously failed miserably. Then, she gave Roland a quick kiss on the cheek and happily ran to the next room to take a shower.

She had run the hot water and was happily humming a little tune while washing when the bathroom door opened, and Roland pushed it open and walked in. "Tights, want to shower together?"

"Sure!" Tights pondered for a moment, and then actually agreed.

Roland looked at her with some surprise. If it were Sephiria, she would have kicked him out immediately. Tights was quite open-minded, which might be related to her current physique. Although she was ten years old, her body looked like that of a five or six-year-old, and she was only about one meter tall.

No wonder Tights wasn't wary of him.

"Come here quickly, let me put some shower gel on you."

Urging her on, Tais tied up her hair and sat down to wash Luo Lan. She picked up the shower gel, squeezed out a little into her palm, and then rubbed it on her body a few times. Soon her whole body was covered in white foam. She tugged at Luo Lan's tail and found it particularly amusing.

"You Saiyan really don't grow tall. You're already ten years old, but you're still so small."

"I'll grow up all at once when I'm an adult." Roland snuggled against Tights, squinting her eyes comfortably.