"That's good." Reiz nodded with a smile.
It's really not appropriate for him to deal with the matter concerning the Supreme Kai right now.
Let's beat up the Supreme Kai...
It's not that it's impossible, the problem is what happens after it's done?
Regardless of the impact on Beerus, the God of Destruction of Universe 7, if he were actually killed, the key point is that he is currently in a relationship with Linoshi, and might even have to meet the Grand Priest in the future.
How would you write the description of personally killing a Supreme Kai on your resume?
Just imagining that scene is troublesome enough.
It's definitely more appropriate for Vados to handle this kind of matter than for me to take the lead myself.
The meal lasted from morning until afternoon, and time slipped by unnoticed amidst the clinking of glasses and lively conversation.
Midway Tights had the Chef Robot add several hundred more dishes.
Seeing Reiz and the others stuffing food into their mouths without batting an eye, as if each of them had a miniature black hole in their stomach, Tights and Bulma exchanged bewildered glances, their jaws nearly hitting the edge of the table.
For an average family, this one meal could wipe out a year's worth of food expenses.
How exactly do their stomachs grow?
Or is the Saiyan's digestive system simply an energy converter?
The marathon meal, which started with breakfast and lasted throughout the entire midday, finally came to an end around 1 p. m.
"Oh my... Thank you for the lavish hospitality, this meal was so satisfying." Vados stood up from her seat, straightened her clothes, and bowed politely to Tights and her family.
"You're welcome, friends from outer space. It's our honor to host you." Tights stood up to return the greeting, her face still bearing traces of water from the juice spray, but she had already changed into clean clothes and her mood had improved.
"I should probably head back too," Vados said, stretching and raising her arms above her head to Linoshi beside her.
"Huh? Is my sister leaving now?" Linoshi's eyes widened suddenly, her smile froze for a moment, and her voice revealed undisguised disappointment. "I was planning to take my sister to the city this afternoon. We haven't gone shopping together in ages."
"It wouldn't hurt to stay with you a little longer. Anyway, Lord Champa is doing his own thing over there, so I don't need to worry about him for a while." Vados' heart softened instantly when she saw her sister's face fall.
After thinking about it, she decided to stay and spend more time with Linoshi.
"That's great, sister!" Linoshi jumped up excitedly, spread her arms, and rushed over to hug Vados's waist, burying her face in her sister's shoulder and rubbing against her several times.
As she snuggled closer, she suddenly remembered something, leaned out of Vados's arms, turned her head to look at Reiz, and her eyes darted around.
"You two sisters rarely get to see each other, have fun, don't worry about me." Reiz smiled and waved to her, generously letting her pass.
He had already made up his mind...
I'll take this opportunity to check on Vegeta's Super Saiyan training progress and, while I'm at it, take Broly out to some remote wilderness to test his current Combat Power level.
" Reiz... didn't you promise to massage my sister's feet during dinner?" Linoshi tilted her head, making the question seem like a matter of course. "Could you massage mine too? You can massage one foot on each hand, since my sister and I are about the same size."
Reiz's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
If you hadn't mentioned the foot massage, I would have almost forgotten about it.
"Oh dear... isn't this putting you in a lot of trouble?" Vados was a little embarrassed, reaching up to smooth a strand of hair at her temple. She glanced at Linoshi and then at Reiz. "Massaging one person's feet is already hard enough. Massaging two people... four feet and one pair of hands, how are we going to allocate the time? Our request seems a bit excessive. How about we call it a day?"
"It's alright, it's my honor to serve you, sister. Linoshi is right... pressing one or two is the same, the technique is the same." Reiz patted his chest, readily agreeing with a resounding thud, his confidence evident.
"How about... I join in? I also want to experience what it's like to get a foot massage on an alien planet." Tights appeared out of nowhere and raised her hand to join in the fun, her eyes sparkling.
"Stop joining in the fun and get back to writing!" Reiz glared at Tights, then glanced away from her face.
Not just anyone can let me massage their feet; you're not my girlfriend's sister.
"Code? What do those two words mean?" Tights tilted her head, completely unfamiliar with this new term.
"Writing is... hurry up and start writing your novel! Did you remember everything I just told you?" Reiz asked sternly, adopting the posture of a teacher urging homework.
"Got it, got it! I'll go write out the outline right now, and you can take a look at it for me later... I've already roughly figured out the world-building and Devil Fruit system in my mind, see if the direction is right." Tights nodded vigorously, hugging the notebook to her chest, her eyes shining like two stars.
"I won't read it. The rest is up to you to create. I'm just providing a framework. You'll have to fill in the really interesting parts yourself. Good luck... You'll definitely become a great science fiction writer someday. Maybe the One Piece will resonate all over the world." Reiz stepped forward, patted Tights's shoulder solemnly, and spoke earnestly.
"Yes! I will do my best!" Tights replied solemnly, standing at attention, almost saluting.
Reiz turned around and waved to Vegeta, Broly, and Majin Buu, who were still picking up scraps from their plates at their seats. "You three are free to do whatever you want this afternoon... Go wherever you want, just don't cause trouble."
The three nodded.
After arranging everything, Reiz, Vados, and Linoshi went into Bulma's guest room together.
The guest room was quite spacious, with a large bed that was a full 1.8 meters wide in the center, covered with off-white sheets, and a small bottle of pale purple dried flowers on the bedside table.
Vados and Linoshi each sat on the edge of the bed, leaning against the soft cushions at the head of the bed.
The two sisters bent down one after the other, untied their shoelaces, gently kicked their shoes off the bed, and then stretched their feet out side by side.
Two pairs of feet rested quietly side by side at the foot of the bed, ankles slender and long, insteps with graceful curves, and toenails neatly trimmed.
One of the pairs of Reiz was so familiar to Rez that the sensation of his fingertips during each foot massage was etched into his memory.
The other pair is a new style that just joined us today. The shape and outline of the foot are somewhat similar to Linoshi's, but with an added touch of maturity.
Two pairs of feet stood side by side, their surfaces gleaming softly in the gentle light.