Strange Focus

Son Gohan suddenly jumped from his chair and approached Bulma, chuckling lightly.

"Didn't you already guess? As you can see, Goku and I are here to conquer Earth!"

"Now that you know all our secrets, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Miss Bulma, you wouldn't want our secrets to be leaked, would you?"

"Don't kill me! I haven't even dated anyone yet!"

Bulma squeezed her eyes shut and screamed in surprise.

Son Gohan said nothing upon hearing this. He slowly extended his right hand, gradually moving it towards the top of Bulma's head.

"Then, let me end it all!"

"Ah!"

Accompanying Bulma's scream, a small hand flicked her forehead with a "swish" sound. Then, Son Gohan's laughter echoed through the room, triumphant from his prank.

"Hey, hey, hey, you actually believed me, didn't you!"

He reached out and pinched Bulma's chubby cheek again.

The expected sharp pain didn't come. Bulma, hearing Son Gohan's slightly smug laughter beside her, opened her eyes. She touched the spot where he had flicked her, feeling no pain at all.

Looking at Son Gohan, who was laughing so hard he could barely stand straight, she understood immediately that she had been tricked!

"You damn brat! You actually lied to me! I'll fight you!"

Heaven above, who could understand the tumultuous emotional journey she had just experienced!

This detestable little brat only knew how to joke around.

Seeing Bulma about to beat him in her rage, Son Gohan quickly retreated. Bulma, not letting up, began chasing him around the room.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Bulma, exhausted, stopped, panting heavily.

"You... you little brat, stop! I can't take it anymore!"

"Hey, Bulma, can a guy just stop when you tell him to?"

"Who told you to lie to me! And play these pranks!"

Bulma, already exhausted, straightened up and took two more steps upon hearing his words, landing a punch on Son Gohan's shoulder.

In reality, Son Gohan's reflexes were such that he could have easily dodged. However, he also knew that if he didn't let Bulma get in a few hits, this matter wouldn't be easily resolved.

Besides, with her strength, a hit on him felt no different than a massage.

"Uh (⊙o⊙)... Speaking of which, I seem to have discovered something important. Saiyans enjoy fighting so much, could it be..."

Thinking of the crazy battles between Saiyans and feeling his current sensation, Son Gohan seemed to understand something.

"Hey, you're still smiling!"

Bulma, who had just given Son Gohan a good beating, shivered when she saw him blankly chuckling to himself.

"I always feel like he's thinking something impolite! But he's so young, am I overthinking it?"

She muttered to herself, unable to figure it out.

"Ahem, alright, let's be serious."

Seeing Bulma looking like she was about to devour him alive, Son Gohan urgently stopped her and corrected his attitude.

"Actually, everything I told you except for the part about invading Earth is true."

"Goku and I are indeed aliens. My Saiyan name is Temuturs, and Goku's name is Kakarot."

"What kind of old-fashioned names, 'Tomato' and 'Carrot'!"

"Pfft!"

Son Gohan almost choked from Bulma's teasing.

He quickly cut her off.

"That's not important!"

"What I want to say is that Goku and I are among the last surviving Saiyans. The Saiyan race, apart from a few survivors, can be considered wiped out."

A rare seriousness appeared between his brows as Son Gohan revealed the truth.

"Our Planet Vegeta has been destroyed by Frieza, whom I mentioned earlier."

"The real reason Goku and I came to Earth was simply because before the planet was destroyed, Goku's father, Uncle Bardock, gained the ability to foresee the future and sent us to this remote planet to take refuge in advance."

"So, you don't need to worry about what we're going to do. Speaking of which, after being adopted by Grandpa, we grew up on Earth, and Earth is considered our second home. We won't do anything bad to it."

He shrugged and finished with a relaxed expression.

Bulma fell into thought after hearing his words, seemingly trying to discern the truth in his story.

"By the way, Uncle Bardock? So you and Goku aren't biological brothers?"

Suddenly, Bulma blurted out such a question, and Son Gohan looked at her with a face full of confusion.

"What on earth is going on in your head? I've told you so much explosive information, about genocide and planet destruction, and you're concerned about our familial relationships?!"

Son Gohan scratched his head, truly unable to understand a woman's strange thought process!

"If I understand you correctly, you're here on our remote planet to seek refuge. Are you saying Earth is some sort of backwater planet?"

Bulma ignored his question and continued to press.

"Ah, Earth's location is quite remote, and it doesn't have many rich resources. It's actually quite unremarkable in the universe."

Son Gohan replied listlessly. This woman's train of thought was changing too quickly; he couldn't keep up.

"By the way, aren't you curious about any of this at all?"

Son Gohan, unwilling to give up, brought up the topic again.

"He's a Super Demon King capable of destroying planets single-handedly! One Ki blast turned Planet Vegeta into cosmic dust!"

"Oh, from your description, he sounds quite powerful, but what does that have to do with me?" Bulma asked, a little confused.

"It actually has a lot to do with you. If that Great Demon King finds out that Earth has such magical Dragon Balls, do you think he'll come here?"

Son Gohan gave her a hint. He hadn't forgotten Frieza's wish to grow taller.

"The scouter I gave you earlier belongs to his army's equipment. The communication function module inside it also contains a listening device and a tracking system."

"Didn't you notice I threw it in another room before I started talking to you?"

"That's right."

Bulma recalled carefully and found that it seemed to be as he said.

"I'll need your help with something. Later, find that listening module and destroy it."

"As for compensation, how about I give you the scouter?"

"That sounds very interesting!"

Bulma's eyes lit up, and she no longer dwelled on it.

"Then let's try modifying it first, and then I'll make a riding saddle for it!"

After planning, she no longer hesitated. She ran to another room, grabbed the scouter, and began to study it carefully.

Son Gohan walked to the side, watching her remove the monocle with tools, then dismantle the main casing and fiddle with the wires as she studied.

"It seems Bulma, you truly have a talent for research!"