Brothers by Different Fathers and Mothers

Son Mirai said they should go back and look for Goku. Bulma had an idea and said, "There's no need to go back. I can find him."

"Hm? You know where he is?"

Bulma smiled. "Did you forget? He has the Four-Star Ball with him. I can track his location in real time."

Son Mirai suddenly understood.

"Oh, right. I almost forgot."

Bulma took out the Radar and pressed a couple of buttons.

The Radar showed the Four-Star Ball's location.

"See? He's not behind us. He went the wrong way..."

Son Mirai looked roughly in the direction where Goku was. There were some mounds of earth, and the ground was covered in plants and thorny bushes. In short, there was no path.

Goku must have taken a wrong turn, which was why he and Bulma hadn't caught up with him.

Bulma mused, "But the car can't get through all those thorns.

Looks like we'll have to go back around if we want to find him..."

As she spoke, Bulma looked at Son Mirai. "Why don't we head straight for the sea?

The coast is all sandy beach. We should run into him there."

The bumpy ride had worn her out.

Son Mirai didn't need to think twice to realize she just thought looking for Goku was too much trouble.

Son Mirai shook his head. "It's fine. We don't need to go around."

"Hm?" Bulma looked puzzled.

As Son Mirai put the car into a Hoi-Poi Capsule, he said, "If I want to walk somewhere, the path will be beneath my feet."

Then he headed toward a small trail on the other side.

Bulma watched him stride through the thorns without a care, even as they snagged his clothes,

and immediately called out, "You can get through, but I'm a girl! How am I supposed to make it through?

It's one thing if the thorns tear my clothes, but if they scratch my skin, it'll hurt..."

Son Mirai turned and waved her over. "I know. Come on, I'll carry you!"

Carry her?

Bulma's expression softened at once.

Having a boyfriend was wonderful. He could protect her and take care of her.

She was secretly delighted. I knew you cared about me...

Before long, she was lying across Son Mirai's back.

Feeling his warmth and catching his scent, Bulma was nearly intoxicated.

Every moment, she wanted to learn more about him.

After walking for a while, Bulma asked, "Son Mirai, is Goku your younger brother?"

Son Mirai thought for a moment. "You could say that..."

Bulma looked confused. "What do you mean, 'you could say that'?"

Son Mirai explained, "We're brothers who share neither father nor mother, but I don't know which of us is actually older."

Bulma looked startled.

"What are you talking about? What does it mean to be brothers who share neither father nor mother?

What kind of relationship is that? I don't understand."

Son Mirai explained, "Well, it's easy to understand.

We were both found and adopted by Grandpa..."

Bulma suddenly understood.

"I see. Now I get it.

But you must be a lot older than him. You're a head taller..."

"More or less..."

Son Mirai didn't explain further.

Some Saiyans grew to over two meters tall as adults, while others were only a meter and forty centimeters.

They usually shot up in height around fourteen or fifteen. Growing earlier or later was normal.

But Saiyans only cared about their combat power, not their height.

A short while later, they found Goku.

He and the Sea Turtle were tending a fire, with a huge dinosaur roasting over it, sizzling as the fat dripped.

When Goku saw Son Mirai and Bulma, he grinned at them.

"Huh? How come you two are here?"

Bulma climbed down from Son Mirai's back and put her hands on her hips. "You little brat! We were going to go back and look for you, and here you are roasting meat?"

The Sea Turtle explained, "That's not what happened.

This dinosaur spotted us on the way and grabbed me.

Then he rescued me and killed the dinosaur. Since we hadn't had breakfast yet, he roasted it..."

Bulma stared in amazement at the cooked dinosaur, feeling a lingering fear.

Good thing she hadn't gone ahead alone. A frail girl like her would surely have been eaten by a dinosaur.

Son Mirai said nothing. He simply walked over to the dinosaur and tore off a piece of meat to taste.

"No wonder dinosaur meat is so delicious. It tastes this good even without salt..."

Goku grinned. "Son Mirai, I think it's much better down the mountain than on Mount Paozu.

I just saw a herd of elephants, too. I wonder if they taste good..."

Son Mirai nodded. "We can kill one and try it later. I've never had any either..."

Hearing the two of them talk, Bulma couldn't help swallowing a couple of times.

Those two brothers were like tigers from the Northeast roaming around Africa.

What felt like a life-or-death ordeal to her was practically an all-you-can-eat buffet to them.

A short while later, all three of them were full. Even the Sea Turtle had joined them for some dinosaur meat.

After another half hour on the road, the three of them finally reached the seaside.

The Sea Turtle said he would repay them and told them to wait. They stayed by the shore.

Bulma gazed at the sunshine, the beach, and the sea, then looked down at her tracksuit and sighed regretfully.

"Aw, what a beautiful ocean!

What a shame I didn't bring a swimsuit..."

Hearing her, Son Mirai suddenly understood. "I see. Now I think I understand why Master Roshi likes living on an island."

Goku blinked curiously. "Son Mirai, is the Turtle Hermit the Sea Turtle was talking about really an immortal?"

Bulma also looked at Son Mirai.

"You talk as if you know him. Are there really immortals in this world?"

"Of course there are, but Master Roshi isn't one.

But Grandpa's teacher was Master Roshi, also known as the Martial Arts Master."

Goku was startled.

"So they're the same person!"

Son Mirai nodded. "Yeah!

He's a lecherous old man who lives on an island.

I'm thinking he must live there because he likes watching beautiful women in swimsuits on the beach."

Goku didn't care whether he was lecherous or not. He only cared about how strong he was.

He asked with great interest, "Son Mirai, since Master Roshi was Grandpa's teacher, he should be stronger than Grandpa, right?"

Son Mirai thought for a moment. "Not necessarily. After all, you keep growing even after you've mastered what you were taught..."

Bulma immediately agreed. "Son Mirai's right!

There's a saying: 'A student need not be inferior to their teacher, nor must a teacher be superior to their student.'"

"Bulma's the one with a good education!"

Bulma grinned. "Of course! I may only be a student, but I think I'm much smarter than my teachers..."

Son Mirai looked at her smug expression and didn't argue.

When other people said things like that, they might just be bragging,

but Dr. Brief's daughter was absolutely a genius among geniuses. It wasn't bragging.

However, Son Mirai corrected her. "But Master Roshi has lived a long time and knows a lot.

He understands martial arts deeply, and there's a lot we can learn from him."

Goku nodded. "I know. Grandpa told me that there are lots of strong people in this world..."

As they chatted, a voice carried over the water.

"Hi there! How are you?"

They looked over and saw a skinny old man with spindly arms and legs, wearing a flowery shirt and shorts, waving to them.

At that moment, he was riding on the Sea Turtle that had just returned.