Gohan from the Main Timeline stood quietly where he was.
He listened intently to every word the other Gohan said.
He looked at Future Gohan before him, whose smile was bright and open.
Instinctively, he narrowed his eyes slightly and studied him closely.
He tried to find even the slightest trace of regret or loneliness deep within those profound, resolute eyes.
But the final result surprised him beyond measure.
There truly was none at all.
The Gohan from the Future Timeline had extraordinarily clear, bright eyes.
The conviction rooted deep within him could never be faked.
It was as though he had truly never felt even a hint of unwillingness over the shattering of his dream of becoming a scholar.
Seeing this, Son Gohan's tightly wound nerves finally relaxed.
He let out a long breath.
A relieved smile finally appeared on his face as well.
Looking at his future self, he spoke in a relaxed tone.
"So that's how it is. I understand now."
"Looks like I really was overthinking it."
"You truly have found the path that suits you best."
The two smiled at each other, their mutual understanding needing no words.
Then they turned and walked out side by side.
As they strolled along leisurely,
they chatted quietly in low voices.
They shared everything about themselves without reservation.
They came to understand the versions of themselves from different timelines more deeply.
All the sorrow and joy they had experienced in the past.
Before they knew it, they had crossed the hallway.
At last, they arrived in the spacious living room.
The living room was quite lively at the moment.
Their uncle, Sun Wuxiu, was lounging on the sofa.
He was playing with Pan.
Meanwhile, Videl was in the kitchen some distance away.
She was busy with the family's