Monster Oolong

"Yeah, it's no problem at all!"

Son Gohan patted his chest to show he understood.

For their group, catching Oolong, that lecherous pig, would be a piece of cake.

Besides, he was also a little envious of the Transformation Magic Oolong had learned at Southern Kindergarten.

In Son Gohan's eyes, once you overcame the drawbacks of Oolong's transformations, it was basically a low-powered version of the Seventy-Two Transformations.

Once he learned how to conceal his ki, it would become a very useful skill in battle.

"I wonder if I'll ever get the chance to learn Dharma Body Manifestation and Indestructible Diamond Body!"

Son Gohan indulged in a daydream.

"Come to think of it, Saiyan Great Ape evolution counts as a kind of Dharma Body Manifestation, right?"

Shaking his head, Son Gohan came up with a new plan. Learning from Oolong alone wasn't reliable enough; they'd have to catch Yamcha's cat, too.

Since they'd already received their reward, everyone naturally had to do their part.

Bulma came up with a plan, and they began making preparations.

Since they didn't know how powerful the monster was, Bulma was a little worried. She suggested that Son Gohan, who had the highest Battle Power Index, take the lead.

"What? You want me to dress up as that girl?!"

When those chilling words came out of Bulma's scorching-hot, 37-degree mouth, Son Gohan couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

"Wasn't Goku supposed to play this part? Why am I the one dressing up?"

He began to have doubts. He glanced at Bulma, who was still enthusiastically directing the preparations, and quickly interrupted her.

"Hey, Bulma, actually, I could be our last resort."

"Um, look, I'm not exactly the same size as that little girl, am I?"

"What if the Great Demon King shows up, sees through the trap, and runs off?"

After secretly giving himself a pep talk, Son Gohan came up with a suitable excuse.

"Huh? Gohan has a point."

Bulma muttered.

"Do you have a better suggestion, then?"

"Of course!"

Seeing that Bulma seemed persuaded, Son Gohan hurriedly pushed Goku forward.

"Goku's build and everything else are pretty similar to that girl's."

"We just need to put her clothes on him and wrap a hood around his head. He'll be a dead ringer!"

At a time like this, an older brother was meant to be sold out!

Bulma rested her chin in her hands and looked at Goku, apparently considering whether his suggestion would work.

"Goku does seem like a good fit."

As soon as Bulma agreed, Son Gohan zipped over to the villager holding the clothes. He took them and, before Son Goku could react, quickly dressed him in the girl's outfit.

After wrapping Goku's head so thoroughly that barely any of his face showed, Son Gohan clapped his hands in satisfaction.

Looking at his handiwork, he recommended it to Bulma.

"See? I told you Goku would look the part!"

"If I didn't already know him, I'd definitely think he was a cute little girl!"

He did his best to sell Goku as the right choice. At a moment like this, it was all about saving yourself at someone else's expense.

Goku didn't quite understand why he was wearing those clothes, but he could accept it well enough.

In the end, everyone agreed to the plan.

"All right, Ribut, you go lie in wait outside the village. Bulma and I will hide inside the house."

"Goku, you go wait under the tree where the monster is supposed to meet us."

Son Gohan gave the final instructions, and everyone took their positions.

And so, Son Goku, wrapped up from head to toe and wearing a pink little dress, obediently waited beneath the tree in the middle of the village for their prey to arrive.

After noon, a rumbling sound rang out. A monster with a red face, fangs, and two horns on its head strode into the village, dressed in a well-tailored suit and holding a huge bouquet of flowers. His steps practically oozed Haki.

"Let's see if the cutest girl is ready for me!"

He opened his enormous mouth, ready to greet the bride the villagers had offered up to him.

But when he reached the center of the village and turned the corner, he saw a "girl" squatting with her back to him!

The moment he spotted her, he hurried over to her, and sweet words came naturally tumbling from his lips.

"I've come to take you away, my pretty girl!"

But when he got a good look at her, he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

"Huh? You're about to be a bride, and all you've brought as a dowry is a stick?"

Goku immediately pinched his voice and replied.

"That's right, that's right. Hurry up and take me away!"

As he said this, he couldn't help grumbling about Son Gohan and Bulma.

"Honestly, these clothes are so restrictive. Why don't we just beat him up? What a hassle!"

Inside the house, Bulma watched and couldn't resist complaining to Son Gohan.

"Goku's such an idiot. He's a terrible actor—he's going to make the monster suspicious!"

"I should've sent you out there instead!"

"..."

Son Gohan could only respond with silence.

"Hey, hey, don't get so worked up! I'm a gentle and considerate fellow!"

The monster answered Goku gently, though the words coming from his gruff voice were anything but pleasant to hear.

But Goku had no time to worry about that. A sudden urge to pee hit him, and he instinctively covered his crotch, his whole body trembling.

"Oh no! I can't hold it in!"

The sensation had him sweating buckets.

Monster Oolong mistook his reaction and suddenly understood.

"You must be afraid of me, right? Then please enjoy my 'transformation'!"

"Transformation BOMB!"

A cloud of smoke billowed up, and the enormous monster, who had been over three meters tall, vanished. In his place stood a handsome, middle-aged gentleman.

He bent at the waist and gave the "little girl" an extremely elegant bow.

"How about this, little girl?"

"Or would you prefer a younger boy? I can give you whatever you want!"

While Goku was still staring blankly, Bulma watched through a little hole in the door. A glimmer of admiration flashed in her eyes.

"What a handsome gentleman!"

Just as she was about to open the door and ruin the plan, Son Gohan quickly grabbed her. He didn't want to miss a good show!

"Hey, there's no need to swoon over him! This is just a transformation. Who knows what he really is? He might even be a pig!"

Truth be told, Son Gohan was just a little jealous. But Bulma was young, and he could understand her getting a little silly.

Once he turned fifteen, he was confident he could win all of Bulma's heart.