With Son Goku's return, everyone was so caught up in their joy that they temporarily put Frieza's recent words out of their minds.
Why was this mysterious young man Bulma's son? Did that question even matter?
Not when Son Goku's safe return was so much more important.
"Goku, what have you been doing on Planet Yardrat this past year? Did you find yourself a new wife?"
Everyone turned to look at Yamcha, who could only scratch his head.
He'd just been joking around. There was no need to react so strongly, was there?
Son Goku scratched his head too.
"Chi-Chi's a little hot-tempered, but her cooking really is delicious!"
Everyone toppled over!
That settled it. This was the Son Goku they knew. Even with his greatly increased strength and ability to transform into a Super Saiyan, he was still the same carefree Son Goku who spoke with absolutely no filter.
After a year apart, everyone had plenty to say, especially Krillin, who was closer to Son Goku than anyone.
Of course, the most important person of all was Son Gohan. He was Son Goku's son, and after a year of being strictly constrained by Chi-Chi, he was especially eager to go on adventures with his dad.
Maybe it was in the Saiyan genes. Every Saiyan had a restless, battle-loving streak inside them.
Whoosh~
As they reminisced about how much they'd missed each other, two spherical spacecraft appeared in the sky. They looked exactly like the ones Vegeta had arrived on Earth in.
"Everyone, move back. These are Vegeta's and my spaceships. They're about to land."
No one doubted Son Goku. Even Frieza flew a little farther away.
His appearance meant no one wanted to stand beside him. Dodoria was the exception. Given the chance, that guy would always stand behind Frieza.
Always ready to receive some special training from Frieza!
Boom! Boom!
Two consecutive impacts rang out, and the spaceships landed safely.
Everyone crowded around again.
"Uncle Piccolo, that spaceship has legs!"
Son Gohan's innocent words made everyone realize what they'd overlooked!
Hadn't anyone bothered to check on the mysterious man who'd been unconscious?
What was his name again?
Frieza said he was Bulma's son. That was a thing, right?
"Help him!"
Without a word, everyone rushed to the spaceship. Son Goku especially—he picked up the spherical ship and threw it aside!
Future Trunks was in a pretty sorry state. Everything but his feet had been buried in the ground.
Still, he was a Super Saiyan. The impact of the spaceship couldn't hurt him much. Frieza's kick had been the real problem.
The spaceship Son Goku had thrown exploded in midair!
Vegeta was surrounded by golden energy, and his eyes blazed with murderous intent.
"Kakarot!!"
Whoosh!
Vegeta vanished into thin air. Even Frieza couldn't tell how he'd disappeared.
But Frieza followed the ki and looked behind Son Goku. Vegeta had suddenly appeared there, his golden hair flaring up like a flame, and kicked Son Goku right in the butt!
Son Goku knew that move well. Vegeta had sucker-kicked him countless times before.
At first, Son Goku had been able to sense Vegeta's ki quickly, but he couldn't react in time.
Later, he'd developed a reflex: whenever Vegeta suddenly vanished, he immediately got out of the way.
Because Vegeta didn't always sneak-kick him in the butt.
This time was no different. The instant Vegeta disappeared, Son Goku transformed into a Super Saiyan and flew away.
Son Goku had escaped, but Future Trunks, whom Son Goku had just pulled out of the hole, was out of luck. His own father kicked him flying.
Poor Future Trunks. Frieza had nearly kicked him out of the atmosphere, and before he could even wake up, someone had kicked him into the sky again.
Vegeta hadn't actually meant to kill anyone. The instant his kick hit Future Trunks, he'd pulled back 99 percent of his strength, so only a kick with 0.1 percent of his fighting power had connected.
That was how strong a Super Saiyan was. Even 0.1 percent of his fighting power amounted to several hundred thousand—far more painful than getting hit by a spaceship.
And so, the kick woke Future Trunks up.
He was furious!
He transformed into a Super Saiyan again and glared angrily at Frieza in the distance.
Frieza: ...
Your dad kicked you just now. What the hell are you glaring at me for!?
In just a short while, three Super Saiyans had appeared here. Their tremendous energy had even changed the weather.
The sky, which had been clear and sunny, was now covered in dark clouds. It looked ready to thunder and rain at any moment.
Under the dark clouds, Frieza suddenly remembered a classic line: "It's thundering! It's raining! Go home and bring in the laundry!"
Future Trunks was about to charge Frieza again, but Vegeta stopped him.
"Tell me! Who are you? How can you transform into a Super Saiyan?"
"Vegeta, he has to be a Saiyan too. Otherwise, how could he transform into a Super Saiyan?"
Son Goku flew back and stared at Future Trunks's Super Saiyan form in wonder.
"Impossible. The only surviving Saiyans are the two of us, plus your half-blood son! And his hair isn't black, and his hairstyle is wrong!"
Vegeta hovered in the air with his arms crossed, listing the reasons Future Trunks couldn't be a Saiyan.
"But he can transform into a Super Saiyan. How do you explain that?"
Son Goku kept undermining him!
"Tell me, who are you?!"
Future Trunks felt like dying. His face looked utterly miserable, which only irritated Vegeta more.
By now, Frieza had set out a beach chair and a little round table. He sipped some Watermelon Bobo as he watched the show.
Future Trunks: 260 million Vegeta: 400 million Son Goku: 450 million
This was going to be fun!
In the original story, Vegeta couldn't transform yet, and Son Goku only had 280 million. He was stronger than Future Trunks, but not by much.
But now, Vegeta and Son Goku could both crush Future Trunks. What kind of sparks would fly between them?
"My name is—my name is Harry Potter-Conan!"
Although Future Trunks thought this timeline had already gone completely to the dogs, he was still worried that revealing his real name might affect his own birth.
Pfft!!
When Frieza heard that name, he spat out the Watermelon Bobo he'd been holding in his mouth.
Just how powerful was Frieza?
The limp, harmless Watermelon Bobo shot toward Piccolo and the others.
And then!
Bang! Bang-bang-bang! Bang-bang-bang!
Chaos erupted, accompanied by an endless chorus of cries and curses.
Bulma was rather petite. Thanks to the angle, Tien Shinhan blocked her completely.
She turned around and looked at Tien Shinhan behind her, then asked in confusion,
"What happened to you all? Did someone ambush you?"
"Huh? Did someone beat you up with watermelon juice?"
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