Setting Off for Kame Island

Elder Gohan stood still for a long time, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, lost in thought.

Son Goku was also unable to extricate himself from the atmosphere of losing his grandfather once again.

Seeing the dejected expressions of the two brothers, Bulma consciously walked to Son Goku's feet.

"Gohan, Grandpa Gohan wouldn't want you to be sad, right?!"

"Bulma, aren't you scared of me like this?"

He had transformed in front of her for the first time, and he hadn't expected Bulma's reaction to be much calmer than he had imagined.

"Because I believe that as long as Son-kun is here, I won't get hurt!"

She smiled charmingly, revealing a bright smile.

"By the way, Son-kun, you can still turn back, right? You can't face me with the face of a Great Ape forever."

She thought of how Elder Gohan addressed her, and her fingers, slightly shy, touched each other, twisting back and forth.

"Let's rest here for the night. I should be able to turn back by tomorrow morning."

"Speaking of which, the Saiyan transformation should be related to the tail and the heart."

"The moment I transformed, I clearly felt the flow of Ki and blood within me become extremely fast."

"It was as if my heart and tail received some kind of stimulation!"

Elder Gohan mumbled.

"Hey, Goku, let's go back to sleep!"

After a night of tossing and turning, everyone was tired and decided to rest nearby.

Because his body size couldn't change, Elder Gohan could only lie down silently on a flat spot.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky and began to ponder future matters.

Now that one wish had been fulfilled, he should consider training next.

As for the upcoming Martial Arts Tournament, Elder Gohan wasn't very interested. He wanted to constantly surpass himself, and at present, the opponents in the Martial Arts Tournament were basically not on the same level as him.

"I just don't know where Bulma will go. I really don't want to part with her!"

Although they had only known each other for a little over a month, the two of them felt like they had known each other for many years. There was a tacit understanding between them, and their relationship was only separated by a thin veil!

As sleepiness washed over him, Elder Gohan stopped dwelling on it and instantly fell asleep.

Just as the Dragon Ball Squad gradually fell silent, two figures quietly emerged from beneath a corner of the leveled Pilaf Castle.

Judging by their figures, it was indeed the dog-headed Ashu and Pilaf.

"Fortunately, this great king was thoughtful and knew the wisdom of having multiple hideouts, or I would have truly fallen this time!"

"Great King, didn't you say the Dragon Balls for Xiao Wu were fake? How could they still summon Shenron!"

"Moreover, that monster is too terrifying. I think we shouldn't provoke them anymore."

Heaven knew where such a demon came from. He had practiced ninjutsu for so many years and was considered a qualified assassin, but he had never seen anyone so brutal.

"That was the castle I painstakingly built over thirty years, and all my wealth was poured into it!"

Picking up a pile of rubble, Pilaf was overcome with emotion and wailed.

He had worked hard his entire life, and just when he was about to have the chance to rule the world, in the blink of an eye, he had lost even his last bit of fortune.

"Why am I so unlucky!"

"It must be Xiao Wu, it must have been her secretly swapping my Dragon Balls!"

Pilaf muttered, his eyes red.

"Ashu, I order you to keep a close eye on them! When the opportunity arises, I will make the traitor pay!"

Pilaf gritted his teeth and squeezed the words out.

Then, without looking back, he left the sorrowful place. Now that he was poor again, he could only find a way to make a comeback.

"I hope I never meet these monsters again!"

Ashu stared blankly as Pilaf walked further and further away, starting to hesitate, unsure whether to continue obeying orders.

By the time he snapped back to reality, Pilaf had long since disappeared. He stood there, like an abandoned puppy, lost and bewildered...

"Finally, I've gotten rid of that burden!"

Pilaf's muttering seemed to linger in the air.

Early morning, a gentle breeze brushed past. The Jade Rabbit set in the west, and the Golden Crow rose in the east. Son Gohan awoke in the breeze, stretching comfortably.

"Mmm, I haven't slept this comfortably in a long time!"

He closed his eyes, savoring the lingering feeling of sleep, a intoxicating sensation.

Suddenly, a startled cry pulled him back to reality.

"Go, Gohan! Why aren't you wearing any clothes!"

Bulma raised her right hand, covering her eyes, appearing very shy. However, the gaps between her fingers betrayed her.

Son Gohan suddenly woke up with a start, instinctively covering his crotch with both hands as he leaped to his feet.

"Damn it! I forgot my clothes were ripped when I transformed. No wonder I felt a cool breeze down there!"

A wave of shame washed over him, and he quickly darted into the house.

Bulma's eyes blinked, looking exceptionally beautiful.

By the time Son Gohan changed, everyone had already gathered. The team of three plus one Dragon had gained another woman.

"The Dragon Balls won't be restored for another year. What should we do now?" Bulma asked somewhat shyly.

"I promised Master Mutaito I'd focus on training, and I've already wasted a lot of time."

"Bulma, do you want to come with us?"

"Mmm, I..." Bulma seemed hesitant, unable to make up her mind.

Seeing this, Son Gohan stepped forward and took her hand.

"Come with us. When the time comes for the World Martial Arts Tournament, I'll take you home!"

Although he didn't explicitly state his intentions, his actions were clear. Bulma didn't react strongly, accepting his gesture.

"Then it's settled!" She raised their clasped hands and replied with a double entendre.

"Of course!"

"Lord Gohan, may I travel with you? I have nowhere else to go!" Xiao Wu, who had been shrinking in a corner, mustered her courage and stepped forward as they finally finished their conversation.

Son Gohan pondered for a long time before deciding.

"Yes, you can come with us. I don't know about anything else, but I believe Master Roshi will be very happy to have you there." Thinking of Master Roshi's peculiar tastes, Son Gohan didn't object.

With everyone accounted for, they set off directly for Master Roshi's island, their journey filled with laughter and joy.

"Bulma, don't worry. I'll be taller when I'm fifteen, so I won't let you down." The two had finally broken the ice, and Son Gohan no longer held back his feelings.

"You, you, what do you mean by 'taller,' you brat? You're such a hooligan!"

"Huh?! Where did your mind go? I was talking about my height!"