Son Gohan was already at a loss. Under Videl's questioning, he didn't know what to say. They were speaking so loudly that the teacher had heard them, and luckily, the teacher interrupted Videl's questions.
Sharpner chuckled from his seat. "You have to look at who you're talking about. Look at this guy—does he look like a fighter? You know, people have always said that those who are good at studying aren't very athletic. Besides, he doesn't even have blond hair."
Eliza picked up where Sharpner left off. "That's true. He looks so weak!" Son Gohan didn't want to reveal his identity, so he could only force a smile and laugh along with them. But he still couldn't escape Videl's suspicions.
"Of course I know that person couldn't be him. But I remember that when Dad fought Cell, some strange people whose hair turned blond were also caught on the videotape. Though Dad always said it was just a trick..."
Noticing how awkward things had become, Eliza turned to Son Gohan. "Son Gohan, do you still live at home? Or did you rent a place in the city?" "I commute to school from home!"
"Really? Where do you live?" Son Gohan didn't hesitate to tell her. "In a little village in East District 439!" At his answer, Eliza jumped up in surprise.
"What? A little village in East District 439? You're not kidding, are you? That's a thousand kilometers from here!" Eliza got so excited that she interrupted the teacher's lesson again. "No talking during class!"
But Eliza didn't stop. She sat down and held her book up to hide her face. "Then how do you get to school? It would take five hours even by jet!" "W-well... That's exactly why it takes so long, and it's really troubling me!"
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