What experience, maybe I have some too!

The West City.

The Briefs were initially surprised by Briefs 'Sephiria personal proposal, but quickly became delighted. After a conversation with Sephiria, the couple readily agreed to the marriage between Tights and Roland. Although it seemed absurd for the wife to arrange an engagement for her own man, the Briefs were eccentric individuals who accepted it with ease.

In fact, if Tights herself is willing, they wouldn't have any objections even if a wedding wasn't held.

Roland barely spoke during the entire process, yet the arrangements were already finalized. The wedding would be held in West City, merely as a formality to appease the relatives on Briefs' side.

"Now you can rest assured." After finalizing the marriage arrangements, Sephiria said to Roland with a smile.

"Don't worry, of course don't worry. With my sister handling things, everything will be fine. Actually, I think we can have a wedding after we return to Planet Sadala." Roland was very moved and couldn't help but hug Sephiria.

"We don't need to. Saiyan don't do these things." Sephiria casually slapped Roland's hand away.

Saiyan usually form very easily, without any of the hassle of weddings. A man and a woman who like each other simply submit their information and start living together. Instead of spending time on complicated weddings, they'd rather focus their energy on training and improving their strength.

Roland knew Sephiria's personality well; once she made a decision, she wouldn't change it. So he didn't say anything more, and he would try his best to make up for his debt to her in the future.

Night.

The Briefs had their servants prepare a large feast to entertain Roland and his companions. Knowing the Saiyan' fondness for food, Dr. Brief instructed the servants to prepare mostly meat dishes. The dinner was a pleasant and enjoyable affair. During the meal, Roland noticed that Bulma was not present. Upon inquiring, he learned that her vacation had ended and she had returned to school.

Bulma is currently a middle school student. Although her school is located in West City, it is in a relatively remote area, so she only goes home during holidays.

In fact, Roland felt that someone as smart as Bulma wouldn't learn much at school and would be better off doing research with Dr. Brief.

"Roland, Miss Sephiria, I'll be troubling you with Tights from now on. That child has always been quite independent, and I hope she won't cause you any trouble." Dr. Brief, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"Don't worry, we'll get along well," Roland promised.

In her youth, Tights was a restless soul, often venturing out alone on adventures. However, as she grew older, especially after years of reflection on God-Making Planet, Tights's personality matured considerably. Now, with her novel successfully published and her own career established, Tights, which puts Roland at ease.

This is exactly the same as her sister Bulma; they both matured relatively late.

"You should have children soon," Mrs. Brief urged.

Roland smiled and nodded at Mrs. Brief's expectations. After two years of growth in the Hyperbolic Time Chamber, although he was only 17 years old on the surface, he was actually 19. Even if he had a child with Tights, it didn't seem particularly out of place. After all, early marriage and childbirth were common in the Dragon Ball world. Someone like Tights, who was 28 years old and still had no children, was an anomaly.

"Roland should have a child." Sephiria nodded in agreement, her gaze towards Roland carrying a deeper meaning.

"Hehe, I'll try my best."

Roland grinned at everyone, then glared at Sephiria.

This woman herself refuses to have children in order to cultivate, instead letting Tights, while constantly talking about increasing the Saiyan Bloodline, yet she hasn't taken any concrete action. Sephiria seemed to see the meaning in Roland's eyes, and curled her lips into a cold snort.

That night, the Briefs arranged rooms for Roland and his companions.

The villa had many rooms, but considering that Roland was about to marry Tights, he was allowed to stay in Roland 'Tights room, while Sephiria stayed in the next room for the time being. Only when it was late at night would Roland sneak into Sephiria's room and not return until dawn.

Only the two people involved know what happened in between.

The next morning, Roland got up as if nothing had happened. When he ran into Sephiria on his way, he saw that the other woman was glaring at him fiercely with a pale face. Seeing this, Roland smiled contemptuously and walked towards the restaurant humming a little tune.

Sephiria watched his retreating figure, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly. She lowered her head and followed behind with a hint of reluctance.

"I won't let you have me completely under your thumb. I'll turn the tables one day," the Queen thought proudly, her fair face brimming with confidence. Back in the day, she was someone who could easily crush Roland; there was no reason for her to be suppressed forever.

Roland and Tights's wedding was scheduled for a month later. During this time, Tights would use the Korin Tower to improve her physical condition. Even the news of the marriage was told to her by Sephiria. Naturally, Tights had no objections after learning about it. She felt very satisfied to be able to marry Roland.

"Sister~" Tights opened her beautiful eyes.

Sephiria waved her hand, "Alright, alright, what can I do? I'm also that bastard Roland's older sister. You just need to give Roland a child soon!"

"Mmm-hmm." Tights nodded hurriedly; if she waited a few more years, she would miss the optimal age for childbearing. Sephiria nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over Tights, and said seriously, "Your combat power is a bit low. It would be best to raise it to 100, after all, Roland is very strong."

Tights blushed and didn't know what to say. Just then, Blonde Launch was also on the second floor of the Korin Tower, walked over curiously and couldn't help but ask, "Teacher, Tights, what kind of experience are you talking about? Maybe I have it too!"

"Shut your mouth! How could you possibly have that?!" Sephiria yelled at the Blonde Launch in an annoyed tone.

"You can't have that." Tights the Blonde Launch.

"Who said that? I have a wealth of combat experience..." the Blonde Launch stubbornly said, but before she could finish her sentence, she was sent flying by a palm strike from Sephiria. With a scream, the Blonde Launch fell directly from the top of the Korin Tower. However, since Blonde Launch strength had increased, she was not as frightened as before. When she was almost halfway down, she grabbed the Korin Tower with both hands and quickly climbed back up, reaching the top again in a few minutes.

"Teacher, why are you angry? Did I say something wrong?" complained the Blonde Launch.

"Continue your training," Sephiria said coldly.

The Blonde Launch opened her mouth, but could only obediently go to the side to cultivate, muttering to herself. To be honest, she had a lot of combat experience back in her hometown, and no thugs or bullies could beat her.

Seeing that the Blonde Launch was still misunderstanding something, Tights leaned close and whispered in her ear. After hearing this, Blonde Launch's cheeks flushed, and she realized that she had misunderstood.

"Teacher, I didn't know you were talking about that..." The Blonde Launch waved her arms and legs wildly, white smoke rising from her head. She simply handed her body over to another Launch and hid in the depths of her consciousness.