"I saw him. Your dad was just as proud as ever."
Remembering Vegeta's arrogant demeanor, Son Gohan had forcibly twisted the meaning of the word.
"R-really? How strong is he?" Trunks asked curiously.
That father he had never met held an important place in his heart.
Looking at him, Son Gohan sighed. "Trunks, your dad hasn't had a physical body all these years, so his strength hasn't improved at all. Right now, he's not as strong as you."
"Oh, I see." Hearing Son Gohan's words, Trunks' mood sank a little.
Son Gohan suddenly said, "Trunks, do you want to see your dad? I can take you to him."
"Huh?" Trunks looked up in surprise, a trace of panic in his eyes.
"What's wrong? You don't want to see him?" Son Gohan asked.
"N-no, it's just that I'm a little nervous. I'm not mentally prepared yet," Trunks said.
"Come on, where's your nerve? What's there to be afraid of? Show the courage you had when you cut down your enemy with one stroke!"
"Gohan, I'll tell you when I'm ready to see him."
"Sure, that works."
As they talked, the two descended from the sky and arrived at Trunks' home.
Capsule Corp had resumed operations and was thriving again. It looked well on its way to returning to the heights of its former glory.
People greeted them all along the way.
After a while, the two finally found Bulma, holed up in the research lab.
"Mom, we're back," Trunks said.
"Aunt Bulma," Son Gohan greeted her too.
Bulma didn't even look up. She just waved a hand.
"Go sit over there and don't bother me."
"..." x2
The two brothers quietly went to sit on the sofa, not daring to make a sound.
It wasn't until half an hour later that