"Someone made this for me!"
"Made it? Who made it for you?"
"His name is Pilaf!"
"Pilaf? That name sounds kind of familiar! But he must be pretty capable to make a phone like this!"
"Yeah!"
Gohan nodded.
"So where is he now?"
"He's in a house on the outskirts of West City!"
"On the outskirts of West City?"
Gohan nodded again.
"So, Gohan, you didn't give me this phone just to show it to me, did you?"
Gohan smiled.
"Of course not. I want Aunt Bulma to help me mass-produce these phones!"
"You want me to help manufacture them?"
Gohan nodded.
Bulma thought it over.
"I can do that, but why do you want to make these phones?"
"Why else? To make money, of course!"
"Money?"
"Yeah! If we have money, Mom won't have to worry about it, and maybe she won't make me become a scholar!"
"I see! I can find people to help make the phones, but you'll have to bring Pilaf over so I can learn about the parts and materials."
"Okay!"
"Also, since I'm finding people to help make these phones, I want half the profits if they sell!"
"...Okay!"
Gohan gave an awkward laugh.
"Then, Aunt Bulma, I'll go bring Pilaf over right now!"
"Okay!"
At that, Gohan used Instant Transmission and appeared at a house on the outskirts of West City.
"Son Gohan!"
Gohan nodded.
"Pilaf, Shu, Mai, I've already talked things over with Aunt Bulma. She'll help manufacture the phones. If they sell, the three of you can split twenty-five percent!"
"Twenty-five percent? Why? The three of us made these phones, so why do we only get twenty-five percent?"
Pilaf said angrily.
"Do you have the money to set up a factory?"
Gohan asked.
Pilaf immediately fell silent.
"Besides, Aunt Bulma's family owns a big company. With her helping promote our phones, they're sure to sell like crazy. Even twenty-five percent would be worth trillions!"
"T-trillions!"
Hearing that, the three of them immediately imagined what life would be like once they were rich.
They were practically drooling at the thought.
"Ahem!"
After fantasizing for a while, Pilaf deliberately cleared his throat and looked at Gohan with a serious expression.
"Gohan, I wasn't thinking clearly just now. It was all my fault. I'm sorry!"
Gohan smiled.
"It's fine!"
"So, Gohan, when can the factory start production?"
He couldn't wait to see the phones he'd designed mass-produced and become a world-famous business tycoon, with beautiful women surrounding him every day!
"That's why I came to see you!"
"You came to see me?"
"Yeah. Aunt Bulma wants to know what materials and parts are needed to make the phone, so she wants to meet you!"
"Meet me!"
Pilaf's expression immediately turned extremely tense.
He had once captured Son Goku and Bulma, so there was a good chance she still recognized him.
If Bulma recognized him, he might lose even his twenty-five percent.
With that in mind, Pilaf immediately claimed he was feeling unwell and refused to meet Bulma. Then he told Gohan all about the smartphone's design, materials, and parts.
Gohan had no choice but to take the design Pilaf had drawn, along with the papers listing the phone's materials and components, and head back to Bulma's house.
"Gohan, where's Pilaf?"
"Aunt Bulma, he wasn't feeling well, so he couldn't come. But he gave me the phone's design plans and everything!"
As he spoke, Gohan handed Bulma a large stack of papers.
"I see!"
Bulma took the plans and immediately began looking through them.
"So, Aunt Bulma, how long until these phones can be mass-produced?"
"Some of the parts listed here aren't available in West City and will have to be shipped in from elsewhere, so it'll probably take a week."
"I see!"
"Mm-hm!"
Bulma nodded.
"By the way, Aunt Bulma, is Vegeta training in the Gravity Chamber right now?"
"Yeah. Aside from eating and sleeping, that guy spends all his time training. He's exactly like your dad!"
"Really?"
As he spoke, Gohan took a USB drive from his pants pocket and handed it to Bulma.
"Aunt Bulma, this is for you!"
"Gohan, what is it?"
Gohan smiled.
"It's a video of Vegeta on Namek!"
"A video of Vegeta?"
"Yeah. Just open it on a computer and you'll see!"
Gohan smiled.
"A computer..."
Gohan nodded, then used Instant Transmission and vanished.
Bulma had no choice but to go inside and plug the USB drive into the computer.
She opened a file and saw a video of Vegeta on Namek.
In the video, Vegeta was imitating Gohan and reciting Team Rocket's lines.
When Bulma saw it, she burst out laughing and even played it over and over several times.
Who would have thought that the usually aloof Saiyan Prince would recite lines like that with Gohan?
On the outskirts of West City.
Shu and Mai were both puzzled by Pilaf's decision not to meet Bulma.
"King Pilaf, why didn't you go meet Bulma?"
"You two idiots! We captured that woman before. If she finds out we made these phones, she might not give us even that twenty-five percent!"
"Not give it to us?"
At that, all the fantasies Shu and Mai had just been indulging in vanished like bubbles.
"Then what should we do, King Pilaf? Are we just going to give up that twenty-five percent?"
Shu asked.
"Of course not! Son Gohan showed up out of the blue this time, so I wasn't prepared. But next time, the three of us can disguise ourselves so that woman won't recognize us!"
"As expected of King Pilaf!"
"Of course! Otherwise, how could I be your leader?"
"Then, King Pilaf, do you know how to put on makeup?"
Pilaf looked at Mai.
Mai was a woman, so she ought to know how to put on makeup.
Noon.
When Vegeta heard Bulma's mother call him to eat, he immediately stopped training and walked out of the Gravity Chamber.
As he reached the yard, he suddenly saw Bulma looking at him with a huge grin.
Vegeta snorted and kept walking.
Then Bulma suddenly started reciting Team Rocket's lines.
"To protect the world from devastation, to unite all peoples within our nation..."
Vegeta stopped in his tracks.
Bulma smiled.
"That line sounds familiar, doesn't it, Vegeta?"
Vegeta gritted his teeth.
"Bulma, who told you that?"
"Guess!"
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