Roland and Tights

The next day, early morning.

A sharp scream rang out in the room.

Tights opened her eyes, frowning as she realized her head was throbbing and she felt dizzy all over. Was this a hangover?

Lifting the sheet, she saw Roland lying beside her with his small arms and legs. Since she often rested with Roland, Tights didn't feel anything unusual about the scene.

What exactly happened last night?

Recalling the scene after the birthday party, hazy fragments gradually appeared in her mind. Tights finally remembered what had happened yesterday, but after all, she was an adult and was mentally prepared for such a thing.

Tights rolled her eyes at Roland, annoyed that she had been taken advantage of and wondered if she would get pregnant. At that moment, Roland said that if she did get pregnant, she should have the baby, since Dr. Brief had been looking forward to it for a long time.

Tights thought about it carefully, and when she realized that she wouldn't have any problems with her parents, she felt much more at ease.

"Is everything alright with Sister Sephiria?" Tights.

She doesn't care about these things.

Roland was certain that Sephiria didn't care much about anything other than cultivation, which was why he could be without any worries. Moreover, Sephiria was very familiar with Tights, so as long as she approved, there wouldn't be any problems.

"That's good. Sister Sephiria is easy to get along with." Tights consciously put herself in her place. Sephiria was Roland's older sister, and at home, Sephiria was the one in charge.

Because Roland and Tights and honest with each other, their conversations became more candid, and Roland explained his relationship with Sephiria to her.

No wonder, Tights said with an "I see" expression after hearing this.

She was even more determined that she must please Sephiria in the future.

"You get some rest. I'll have your servants prepare some breakfast and bring it over." Roland got up and dressed quickly, Tights curled up, saying, "Help me get the clothes out of the closet; I can't move around much."

"OK."

Roland smiled and opened Tights's wardrobe, which was filled with all kinds of lingerie. He carefully selected a few pieces and handed them to her, but Tights immediately chased him out, refusing to let him watch her get dressed any longer.

Roland couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

Leaving Tights's room, she hadn't gone far when she ran into Mrs. Brief. The young and fashionable Mrs. Brief smiled, clearly knowing what had happened the night before, and whispered, "Tights rather frail; she should be more careful in the future."

Roland understood immediately, "I will take good care of her."

Mrs. Brief laughed and said, "Keep up the good work, I want to hold my grandson soon!"

Roland scratched her head awkwardly and said, "I have to wait until I'm an adult. I don't look suitable now."

"That's true. You Saiyan only grow up after you reach adulthood, so we'll just have to wait a while longer." Mrs. Brief was a little disappointed; she had thought she would be able to hold her grandson soon!

Roland thought to himself that his current appearance was indeed inappropriate. If he were with Tights, he would be mistaken for her younger brother. He couldn't keep turning into his Mimicry form all the time.

I needed to find a way to grow up as quickly as possible. A flash of inspiration struck me, and I had already come up with a solution.

"Looks like I need to go to the Kami's Lookout's Hyperbolic Time Chamber. I never imagined I'd go Hyperbolic Time Chamber not to cultivate, but to grow up faster!"

After a moment of reflection, Roland nodded to Mrs. Brief and headed towards the kitchen. On the way, he ran into Bulma again. The girl seemed to know about his relationship with Tights, and her gaze became somewhat wary. Roland, naturally, wouldn't fool around with a child, so he greeted her and walked past.

Summer will be here in six months, and twelve years will have passed. Will Bulma embark on her journey to find the Dragon Ball again, as depicted in the original story?

I'm kind of looking forward to it!

With a faint smile on her lips, Roland walked straight towards the kitchen.

Bulma looked annoyed. "What's gotten into my sister? How could she fall for a little kid when they're so far apart in age?"

In reality, Roland is a year older than Bulma, but his Saiyan -like youthful appearance makes him look much younger. Bulma admits that he would be very handsome as an adult, but if it were her, she couldn't stand dating a child.

"Hmph, once I build the Dragon Radar, I'll go out during summer vacation and find Dragon Ball, then I'll wish to find a prince charming."

With this fantasy in mind, Bulma decisively cast aside her previous gloom and walked away with light steps.

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