The Whole Ship Has Only One Room Left! She and I Are Living Together!

As he pondered, Reiz realized he was drawing closer and closer to the Spaceship Launch Center.

Ahead lay a vast, open plain where several massive spherical spaceships sat in silence, their silver-white hulls gleaming with a metallic luster under the sun.

Guards patrolled around the vessels, while technicians performed final inspections.

Following this, Reiz looked back.

Sure enough, Linoshi was trailing right behind him, never leaving his side.

Her presence remained as faint as ever, as if she had dissolved into the wind and the sunlight.

If one didn't look with their eyes, it was impossible to detect her existence at all.

"Over there!" Reiz pointed toward a spaceship in the distance.

It was a small vessel, slightly larger than the others surrounding it.

The Saiyan emblem was stamped on its hull, and the hatch was already open, as if waiting for something.

"Mm." Linoshi nodded softly.

Reiz gazed into the distance, where six people were already standing near the spaceship.

Among these six, Reiz recognized three of them: Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz.

Vegeta stood at the very front, his small figure radiating an arrogance that belied his age.

He stood with his arms crossed and his chin slightly raised, wearing a haughty expression.

Nappa stood to the rear right of Vegeta, his burly frame and bald head reflecting the sunlight, his face set in a fierce scowl.

Raditz stood to the left, his long hair draped over his shoulders, his face bearing his signature arrogance, though more restrained than Vegeta's.

As for the other three, they appeared to be there just to fill the numbers.

Reiz had seen them before, but he couldn't recall their names.

All three were teenagers, wearing standard-issue combat uniforms, their faces showing a mix of excitement and nervousness regarding the mission.

"Whoosh!"

Reiz descended from the sky with Linoshi, landing beside Vegeta and the others.

Vegeta and his group were fully prepared, wearing their Scouters and Saiyan battle armor.

In truth, calling it Saiyan armor was less accurate than calling it Frieza Force armor.

It was the standard-issue equipment of the Frieza Force.

White shoulder guards, dark blue bodysuits, and circular chest plates.

It looked sharp and efficient when worn, yet it exuded the cold, clinical aura of the legion.

"You're finally here! You're certainly slow!" Vegeta glanced sideways at Reiz, then looked at Linoshi beside him.

Linoshi kept her head bowed, saying nothing.

She could feel Vegeta's gaze landing on her—a gaze filled with scrutiny, pickiness, and a hint of obvious dissatisfaction.

Her fingers began to knead the hem of her uniform again, clenching and releasing, releasing and clenching.

"Hello, Reiz, I'm Raditz!" Raditz stepped forward, taking the initiative to introduce himself with a faint smile on his face.

He had long since heard of Reiz's reputation.

A Super Genius Warrior and the Prince's teacher—this was a big shot among the Saiyans.

"I'm Nappa," Nappa added, nodding his head as a form of greeting.

"Carnegie!"

"Kuri!"

"Baru!"

The other three youths also reported their names, their tones filled with a measure of awe.

Reiz nodded at them, his gaze sweeping across their faces as he committed their names to memory.

"Are we departing now?" Reiz asked Vegeta with a smile.

"Of course. If it weren't for waiting for you, we would have left yesterday." Vegeta snorted, crossing his arms to look cool, his young face full of discontent.

Reiz took a long look at Vegeta.

It had to be said, even though this kid was arrogant, the fact that he was willing to wait a day for him was quite commendable.

After all, given Vegeta's personality, he shouldn't have been willing to wait for anyone.

The fact that he waited for a day showed that in his heart, he still held his teacher in high regard.

"Bring my friend along; she's coming too," Reiz said, gesturing toward Linoshi behind him as he addressed Vegeta.

Vegeta frowned and immediately pressed the Scouter on his eye to check Linoshi's power level.

"Beep-beep!"

Two soft sounds rang out, and a string of numbers flickered onto the Scouter.

At this sight, Vegeta's face immediately darkened.

"A combat power of 200! Why bring such low-level logistics personnel along?" Vegeta said irritably, his tone dripping with disdain.

Linoshi lowered her head even further, looking thoroughly embarrassed.

"Don't be like that; Raditz's combat power isn't exactly high either," Reiz said, gesturing toward Raditz nearby and smiling to smooth things over.

Raditz: "..."

Raditz's mouth twitched, his expression freezing on his face.

Wait, no...

Say what you want, but why drag me into this?

My combat power might not be high, only 500!

But I'm still 300 higher than this logistics worker!

He opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but not knowing what to say, he could only stand there awkwardly.

Linoshi didn't speak, keeping her head bowed the entire time.

The sunlight shone down upon her, yet it could not reach her downcast eyes.

"Hmph, I have no objection to you bringing her along!" Vegeta snorted coldly, speaking indifferently.

"But what?" Reiz asked with a smile, knowing this kid was bound to set conditions.

Vegeta: "..."

Now that you've put it that way, I don't even know how to respond.

He choked for a moment, glared at Reiz, and then continued: "Tch! Let me make this clear first! There are only four rooms on this ship! You and I get single rooms, Nappa and Carnegie are in a double, and Raditz and the other two are in a triple!"

Vegeta huffed, casting another silent glance at Linoshi, his eyes filled with a hint of disgust.

"Since you insist on bringing this woman... I'll say it now: I don't like outsiders in my room!" Vegeta added.

Reiz looked at Vegeta thoughtfully, his gaze inadvertently flicking toward Nappa.

Nappa's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Reiz, I'm truly sorry, but that's a double room! It can't fit a third person!"

He spoke with great urgency, terrified that Reiz might suggest squeezing in with him.

"And ours is a triple room, which is exactly enough for the three of us!" Raditz added quickly, taking a step back to make his stance clear.

The other three youths nodded along, looking quite nervous.

"So, you two will just have to share a room!" Vegeta snorted, crossing his arms with a slight smirk, a look of anticipation on his face. "If you don't mind the squeeze, suit yourself!"

Reiz: "..."

In that moment, Reiz suddenly felt that Vegeta and the others were truly something else.

Such a beautiful girl is standing right in front of you, and none of you are even the slightest bit moved?

Though, come to think of it, that makes sense.

Saiyans are a warrior race; they don't seem to have much interest in women.

Besides, most Saiyans prefer women with tougher personalities.

Take Son Goku's wife, Chi-Chi, for example—her personality is quite overbearing.

And then there's Bulma; she seems gentle, but she's actually quite rough.