The next day, the sun rose as usual, and just at eight o'clock, Vados appeared in Bulma yard on time.
She was still dressed as an angel, with light makeup on her face, and her innate elegance was impossible to conceal.
Son Mirai had already finished his morning exercise and had breakfast, and was waiting in the yard.
"Miss Vados, have you had breakfast?" Son Mirai asked.
Vados shook her head slightly and said, "Not yet, we arrived early this morning."
"Let's eat first!" Son Mirai then led her into the restaurant.
Bulma had prepared a sumptuous breakfast, which was completely different from lunch and dinner. It consisted of simple foods such as toast, fried eggs, buns, milk, and juice, along with a few delicate side dishes.
But even these simple foods are delicious to Vados.
"Mmm, this is so delicious! I never expected such a simple breakfast to be so tasty. It's even better than the snacks that guy in Champa keeps hidden away."
Son Mirai laughed and said, "Eat as much as you like. We'll need to exercise a bit during my cultivation session to help digest it. I don't care about gaining weight at all!"
Vados immediately nodded. "Yes, you're right, exercise is the secret to maintaining a good figure!"
After saying that, Vados began to eat heartily, yet remained incredibly elegant.
Bulma smiled and poured her a glass of juice, saying, "Eat as much as you like. I'll prepare it for you every day from now on."
Vados bowed slightly and said, "This is really troublesome!"
Bulma laughed and said, "It's no trouble at all. Even if I take you out to eat, it'll just be the same old stuff."
The implication is that what Vados eats is almost the same as what most ordinary people on Earth eat.
But it was already a delicacy for her, and she savored it slowly, taking almost half an hour to finish this breakfast.
After finishing her meal, Vados didn't rush to start her training. Instead, she took a walk in Bulma's yard to digest her food.
She said that exercising immediately after eating is bad for your health; you should wait at least half an hour.
Son Mirai stood aside and waited, wondering how Vados would teach him today.
Son Mirai knew that Whis didn't follow any set methods when training Goku and Vegeta, and he figured Vados wouldn't be much different.
But Son Mirai didn't know exactly what it would look like.
After a short while, Vados seemed to have rested enough.
"Mr. Son Mirai, we can begin."
The two walked to the empty yard in the backyard of the Capsule Corp.
This place is not afraid of being destroyed.
Vados walked to the opposite side of him, and the two were about five meters apart.
Vados said, "Let's not do anything else today. I won't use my angelic powers; let's have a spar."
Son Mirai was taken aback. "A friendly spar?"
Vados nodded and said, "Yeah, just a regular match!"
Don't worry, I won't use divine power. My speed and strength will be suppressed to a level similar to yours now.
Son Mirai frowned.
"Can angels intervene?"
Vados nodded. "No need to use Angel Power, just attack as you please."
Son Mirai suddenly thought of Merus. Mels almost always took action to subdue criminals, but he didn't use Angel Power. In other words, angels can physically assault people without using Angel Power.
Son Mirai nodded. "I understand!"
A sly smile played on Vados's lips as she said, "My only requirement for sparring with you is that you take as few hits as possible."
Son Mirai: "----"
Why does that sound so awkward?
"Alright." Son Mirai stretched his neck and assumed a fighting stance.
Vados stood there, her hands hanging naturally at her sides, looking like she was full of flaws.
"Come on, attack me first. Don't worry about hurting me, go all out!"
"Understood!"
Son Mirai took a deep breath, pushed off with his feet, and shot out like an arrow.
He was incredibly fast; his punch aimed straight for Vados's face, the force of the blow accompanied by a whooshing sound.
Vados shifted her body slightly, narrowly avoiding Son Mirai's fist, which just grazed past her ear.
Son Mirai reacted extremely quickly, changing his move into an elbow strike the instant his fist missed, aiming a horizontal blow at Vados's neck.
Vados took a small half-step back, avoiding the attack.
Son Mirai then stepped forward, unleashing a barrage of punches: left fist, right fist, knee strike, and sweeping kick, one after another, faster and faster, until he had delivered more than a dozen consecutive blows in an instant.
However, each move fell just short, and Vados effortlessly dodged them all.
Son Mirai swung his fists several times into the air, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
It's exhausting to punch someone who's not hitting them; it's really exhausting.
Son Mirai fought faster and harder, his punches whistling through the courtyard, even leaving streaks on the lawn.
After several moves, he couldn't even touch the hem of Vados's clothes.
Vados noticed his anxiety and, while stepping aside, reminded him.
"Left."
"Right."
"Too slow."
"Too slow again."
Oh dear, so close!
Vados spoke lightly, without even quickening her breathing, while Son Mirai was sweating profusely, the veins on his forehead bulging.
So this is what it feels like for Vegeta and Goku to train with Whis —it must be really tough.
No, it's even more frustrating than that.
Because at least Whis would offer a few words of encouragement, but what about Vados?
She has a sharp tongue, but we're not close yet, so I haven't said much to anyone.
It's hard to say what will happen in the future.
Son Mirai reminded him, "Hey, Vados, didn't you say you'd let me get beaten less?"
Hurry up and do it, it's tiring for me to keep hitting empty air!
Vados covered her mouth and laughed, "Hehehe, I clearly didn't mean to hit you, but you couldn't help but want me to hit you. You must be a bottom usually, right?"
Son Mirai's face darkened, and he said, "Stop talking nonsense and get started—"
Son Mirai threw a punch, but Vados casually dodged it, missing her target.
"Snap."
Just as Son Mirai was caught off guard, Vados gently patted his shoulder.
It didn't hurt; the pressure was very light.
Vados withdrew her hand, her tone still calm. "The first one, be careful of the next one!"
Son Mirai immediately focused his mind, trying to avoid being hit by her.
Then Son Mirai was in trouble.
"Snap."
Son Mirai was slapped in the face.
"Oh dear, how could I be so careless as to expose such a vulnerable spot as my face?"
Son Mirai, embarrassed and annoyed, quickly swung his fist to deflect the attack.
However, Vados always attacked the moment Son Mirai made his move but hadn't finished, making it impossible for Son Mirai to defend against.
"Clap clap."
"Clap clap clap."
She even saw through his feints perfectly, and in the following period of time, Son Mirai was slapped countless times.
It was like being hit, but without any force; it didn't feel like an attack, more like being teased a child.
Son Mirai was sweating profusely and panting heavily, but he hadn't even touched a single hair on his opponent's head.
He stopped, put his hands on his knees, and gasped for breath.
Vados stood before him and praised, "Not bad, your speed and power are both average, but your attacks are too straightforward."
Son Mirai raised his head, his face full of dissatisfaction.
Vados continued, "Every movement you make is preceded by a warning."
"The shoulders move first, the center of gravity shifts first, the eyes look first—to a true master, these are all flaws."
Son Mirai thought about it for a moment, and realized that these actions were unavoidable.
Tigers and lions also need to prepare before hunting.
So what exactly should we do?
He looked at Vados.
However, Vados glanced at the sun and said, "Let's stop here for now, it's time for lunch."
Son Mirai was taken aback and asked, "You're already hungry after fighting for so long?"
Vados blinked and said, "It's been three hours."
Son Mirai was momentarily dazed, feeling as if the time just now had passed both very long and very quickly.
"Okay, let's go then!"
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