What's My Name? What's My Name? What's My Name Again?

Because Son Goku had returned, everyone was immersed in joy, temporarily casting aside the words Frieza had just spoken.

Why this mysterious youth was Bulma's son—was that question even important?

In any case, nothing was more important than Son Goku returning safely.

"Goku, what did you do on Planet Yardrat all year? Did you find a new wife?"

The group looked directly at Yamcha, causing him to scratch his head in confusion.

He was just joking; there was no need for such a big reaction.

Son Goku scratched his head as well.

"Although Chi-Chi can be a bit sharp-tongued, the food she makes is truly delicious!"

Everyone collapsed to the ground!

It was confirmed: this was the Son Goku they knew. Even with his strength having soared and his ability to transform into a Super Saiyan, he remained the same heartless, blunt-spoken Son Goku.

The group hadn't seen each other for a year, so there was naturally much to talk about, especially for Krillin, who shared the closest bond with Son Goku.

Of course, the most important person was Gohan. As Son Goku's son, after a year of being strictly disciplined by Chi-Chi, he was particularly eager to go on adventures with his father.

Perhaps it was the Saiyan genes; every Saiyan possessed combative and restless factors within them.

Whoosh~

As the group was recounting the bitterness of their separation, two spherical spacecraft appeared in the sky, identical to the ones Vegeta had arrived in when he first came to Earth.

"Everyone, move back. These are the spaceships for me and Vegeta; they're about to land."

No one doubted Son Goku's words, and even Frieza flew a bit further away.

His appearance dictated that no one wanted to stand near him, with the exception of Dodoria, who would always stand behind Frieza whenever given the chance.

He was always ready to receive special training from Frieza!

Boom~ Boom!

Two consecutive thuds echoed as the ships landed successfully.

At this moment, the group gathered around once more.

"Uncle Piccolo, that spaceship grew legs!"

Gohan spoke with the innocence of a child, but after hearing his words, everyone realized something!

It seemed that no one had bothered to check on the unconscious mysterious person?

What was his name again?

Frieza said he was Bulma's son? That was a thing, right?

"Save him!"

Unanimously, everyone rushed to the side of the ship, especially Son Goku, who grabbed the spherical craft and tossed it aside!

Trunks was in a sorry state, his entire body buried in the ground except for his feet.

However, he was a Super Saiyan after all; the impact of the ship couldn't cause him much harm. The main issue was that Frieza's kick had been far too tyrannical.

The discarded spaceship exploded in mid-air!

Vegeta was wreathed in golden energy, his eyes shooting out murderous glares.

"Kakarot!!"

Whoosh!

Vegeta vanished into thin air; even Frieza hadn't noticed how he disappeared.

However, Frieza followed the energy signature to look behind Son Goku, where a Vegeta with flame-shaped golden hair had suddenly appeared, delivering a kick straight to Son Goku's backside!

Son Goku was very familiar with this move; he had been ambushed by Vegeta countless times.

At first, although Son Goku could quickly track Vegeta's energy, he simply couldn't react in time.

Later, Son Goku developed an instinctive habit: the moment Vegeta vanished, he would immediately vacate his spot.

Because Vegeta didn't always aim his sneak attacks at his backside.

This time was no exception; the moment Vegeta disappeared, Son Goku immediately transformed into a Super Saiyan and flew away.

Son Goku had escaped, but Trunks, who had just been pulled out of the crater by Son Goku, was miserable, getting kicked away by his own father.

Poor Trunks—he had just been kicked nearly out of the atmosphere by Frieza and hadn't even regained consciousness before being kicked into the sky again.

It was fortunate that Vegeta didn't actually want to kill him; the moment he made contact with Trunks, he retracted 99.9% of his power, so only 0.1% of his combat power actually struck Trunks.

How powerful is a Super Saiyan? Even 0.1% of his combat power was still hundreds of thousands, which was far more painful than being hit by a spaceship.

Consequently, Trunks was kicked awake by this blow.

He was furious!

He transformed into a Super Saiyan once again, glaring with rage at Frieza in the distance.

Frieza: ...

That kick just now was from your father, so what's with the glare!?

In the span of a few short moments, three Super Saiyans had appeared here, the massive waves of ki causing the very weather to shift.

The sky, which had been clear and sunny just a moment ago, was now blanketed in dark clouds, with thunder and rain threatening to break at any second.

Frieza, shrouded beneath the dark clouds, suddenly recalled a classic line: "It's thundering, it's raining, time to go home and bring in the laundry!"

Trunks was about to charge at Frieza once more, but Vegeta reached out and stopped him.

"Speak! Who are you! How could you possibly turn into a Super Saiyan!"

"Vegeta, he must be a Saiyan, otherwise how could he turn into a Super Saiyan?"

Son Goku flew back over, clicking his tongue in wonder as he looked at Trunks's Super Saiyan form.

"Impossible. The only surviving Saiyans are the two of us, plus your half-breed son! Besides, his hair isn't black, and the style is all wrong!"

Vegeta hovered in the air with his arms crossed, listing the reasons why Trunks couldn't be a Saiyan.

"But he can transform into a Super Saiyan, how do you explain that?"

Son Goku continued to tear down his argument!

"Speak, who exactly are you!"

Trunks felt like dying; the look of utter disbelief on his face only made Vegeta even more annoyed.

Frieza had already set up a beach chair and a small round table, sipping on a Watermelon Bobo while watching the show unfold before him.

Trunks: 260 million!
Vegeta: 400 million!
Son Goku: 450 million!

This is going to be fun!

In the original story, Vegeta couldn't transform yet, and Son Goku was only at 280 million—stronger than Trunks, but only by a small margin.

But now? Vegeta and Son Goku could both crush Trunks; what kind of sparks would fly between them?

"My name is... my name is Harry Potter-Conan!"

Although Trunks felt that this timeline had already gone to the dogs, he was still worried that revealing his true name might affect his own birth.

Pfft—!!

Upon hearing that name, Frieza sprayed the Watermelon Bobo he had been holding right out of his mouth.

Just how strong was Frieza?

The once soft and harmless Watermelon Bobo shot straight toward where Piccolo and the others were standing.

And then!

Bang—bang bang bang~~ bang bang bang~!

Suddenly, there was a scene of utter chaos, with cries of pain and cursing ringing out incessantly.

Bulma, being smaller in stature, had been completely shielded by Tien Shinhan due to the angle of the spray.

She turned around, looked at Tien Shinhan behind her, and asked in confusion.

"What happened to you all? Were you ambushed?"

"Huh? Did you guys get beaten up by watermelon juice?"