Is she considered a cute girl?

"Speaking of which, among us, only Wukong knows Master Roshi's exact location, right? Gohan and I haven't been there yet."

"It's fine, we can just let the Flying Nimbus lead the way!"

Son Goku responded excitedly and directly gave the command.

"Flying Nimbus, take us to Master Mutaito's residence!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Flying Nimbus let out a "toot toot toot" sound as if it had taken stimulants, and its speed immediately increased by more than one level!

A streak of yellow cloud sprayed from behind its rear, covering Ribut's face, and it directly drew a line across the sky.

"Cough, cough."

"Is this cloud sick or something?!"

Ribut, with a face full of exhaust fumes, grumbled indignantly.

"Hahaha, Ribut, it's mocking you for not flying as fast as it, isn't it? You need to train harder, or even a cloud will leave you so far behind you won't see its taillights!"

Son Gohan patted its neck and offered words of comfort.

He was also enjoying this rare moment, but Bulma was just a little bigger than him, and having her in his arms felt strangely awkward.

This scene almost made Xiao Wu behind them's teeth ache with jealousy, and she inwardly cursed, "What a pair of lovebirds!"

And so, they traveled across mountains and rivers, seas and oceans, and finally arrived above Kame Island.

From afar, the sky was clear and blue, and the sea was a deep azure, yet it hid turbulent currents.

Deep within the seawater, a small island, no more than a hundred zhang in circumference, abruptly rose, which was truly magical.

Seagulls soared around the island, and birds competed in flight, giving it a feeling of a paradise.

However, incongruous with this atmosphere, a small house stood out of nowhere on the island, and from within, a decadent sound could be heard.

"Come on!"

"Yes, closer, closer!"

A slightly lewd voice drifted out from the open window, clearly audible to everyone.

Son Goku was the first to reach above Kame House. He was eager to begin training, and Son Gohan's performance had greatly shocked him.

Deeply aware that he had fallen far behind, Son Goku felt an uncharacteristic sense of urgency.

"Hey, Master Roshi!"

He clung to the window and waved vigorously at Master Roshi inside the house, only to find that the old man hadn't noticed him.

Looking closer into the house, Master Roshi was actually kneeling in front of the TV, completely engrossed!

"Ooh, ooh, nice, really nice! Those long legs, those full curves!"

Master Roshi was lost in a trance, watching the group of stunning beauties in yoga outfits on TV performing gravity-defying moves.

It wasn't until Son Goku, impatient, climbed through the window and shouted "Old man!" next to him that he jolted awake.

"Oh, it's you, Wukong! Is your adventure over?"

Seeing someone enter the house, Master Roshi finally regained a sliver of reason and quickly turned off the TV.

He still had some pride in front of his disciple, though not much, really.

"Mmm, we've come to train. Please, Master Roshi, no, Master Mutaito, train us to your heart's content!"

Son Goku bowed in a proper manner.

"Hmm~"

Master Mutaito nodded with satisfaction.

"Are you the only one who came? Did that kid Gohan come? And, most importantly, did that young lady from your group come?"

"Hey, you old geezer, what are you looking for me for?!"

Just then, Son Gohan and the other two walked into the room, just in time to hear Master Roshi's question.

Thinking of his lewd voice just now, he looked like he had ill intentions no matter how you looked at it!

"Cough, cough, it's nothing, nothing!"

Seeing Bulma's fierce expression, Master Roshi was a little intimidated.

"Master Mutaito, Bulma is now your disciple's girlfriend. Please don't have any ideas about her!"

Son Gohan stepped forward a couple of paces and directly pulled Bulma over. On one hand, it was to prevent her from actually going up and beating Master Mutaito, and on the other hand, it was a reminder to Master Mutaito.

No matter how easygoing Master Mutaito was, his character was still beyond reproach.

"Aiya! I say, kid, you're too fast! You've left this old man with no chance at all!"

Master Mutaito looked regretful, as if he had suffered a great loss.

"Hey, what's with that expression, you old geezer!"

Even though there was still a pair of sunglasses between them, Bulma still keenly sensed Master Mutaito's scrutiny.

Taking another couple of steps forward, Son Gohan started to change the subject.

"Master Mutaito, after we gathered the Dragon Balls, we met with Grandfather. He asked me to pass on a message to you."

"He said that his unfilial disciple, Gohan, misses you dearly and thinks of you often, and wishes to see you."

"!"

"Bah, bah, bah! I've already taken the Elixir of Immortality, so I won't be seeing him that soon!"

Master Roshi shook his head so vigorously it was like a rattle.

"How is Gohan doing down there? If he needs anything, he should just go to my sister."

"I heard from my sister before that a very powerful martial arts master had come to his place. I didn't expect it to be Gohan!"

"..."

"Master Mutaito, is it possible that we can't communicate with Grandfather right now, and you'll have to tell him yourself?"

Son Gohan rubbed his nose. With his current power, he clearly couldn't go to the Underworld.

"Alright, alright, enough talk. Since you're back, we can begin the Kame Style training. Next, I will give you your first test!"

He suddenly became very serious.

"That is, help me find a cute and attractive girl. Only then will I have the heart to guide you in your training!"

"Master Mutaito, aren't you just doing this for your own peculiar tastes!"

Although Son Gohan knew Master Roshi's personality, he couldn't help but complain. How could this teacher, at his age, still be so full of youthful vigor.

"It seems martial artists are all full of youthful vigor!"

"What do you know, you brat! The prerequisite for training is a happy mind and body!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Xiao Wu, come here!"

Son Gohan called out towards the door. Xiao Wu, who had been standing by the door, tiptoed in.

"Lord Gohan!"

She bowed deeply to show respect.

"How many times have I told you, just call me Gohan. We don't have a superior-subordinate relationship."

Son Gohan waved his hand.

"This is my teacher. You can call him Master Roshi, or Master Mutaito."

"Teacher, this lady... you've probably met her before. She'll be staying with us on Kame Island for a while..."

"Because of Goku and my appetites, she's taking on the part-time job of our cook."

"So, is she a cute girl?"