"I'm telling you, you two... are you idiots? What does Babidi even amount to...?"
He was practically at a loss for words.
"Even if Majin Buu were standing right in front of me, I could just put a little force into a slap and he'd be begging me not to kill him. Have you really never heard even the slightest rumor or bit of history about Gods of Destruction? Does the Supreme Kai Realm not have any records about them at all? Did your predecessor, or the one before him, not leave anything behind?"
At that, Shin gave a cold laugh, as if he'd caught Vitelli in a lie.
"Hmph! You even know about Majin Buu! And you still claim you're not one of Babidi's accomplices? Trying to deceive us with pretty words? Kibito! Attack!"
"Yes, Supreme Kai!"
Kibito sprang into action, instantly unleashing his full speed as he shot toward Vitelli like a streak of light!
Shin raised his hand at the same time, seemingly preparing to use some kind of Supreme Kai technique to support the attack.
"Honestly... it's like talking to a brick wall."
Vitelli shook his head, thoroughly frustrated by how they couldn't communicate and had gone straight to violence.
He didn't even change his stance. He simply said to Whis beside him,
"Whis, seal off this area. Don't let Mr. Kibito escape with Instant Transmission."
"Gladly, Vitelli-san~"
Whis smiled and nodded. He lightly tapped his Scepter, and an invisible spatial barrier instantly enveloped the area, completely severing it from the space outside.
Once he'd finished, he leisurely cheered Vitelli on—though it sounded more like he was trying to rile him up.
"Do your best, Vitelli-san~ If things get rough, it's perfectly understandable to retreat for a while~"
Vitelli nearly blew his top.
"Me? Vitelli? Need to retreat from two weaklings?! Whis, you're always making snide remarks!"
He was so done with this angel, who loved nothing more than watching the chaos unfold.
By then, Kibito had reached him, his powerful fist aimed straight at Vitelli's face!
Behind him, Supreme Kai Shin had also gathered a strange energy orb in his hand.
Vitelli didn't even transform into a Super Saiyan. He simply raised his right hand without a care.
Smack! Smack!
Two sharp, resounding slaps rang out almost simultaneously.
Kibito, who had charged forward, flew back even faster than he'd come. He spun through the air several times before crashing awkwardly to the ground, a clear handprint swelling on his face.
Supreme Kai Shin was just about to unleash his technique when everything went blurry before his eyes. He hadn't even seen Vitelli move before a solid slap caught him across the cheek. He staggered, nearly falling, and the energy in his hand scattered instantly.
Both of them were stunned by the speed and strength, which completely defied their understanding. They slumped to the ground, clutching their faces, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.
Vitelli shook out his hand as if he'd merely brushed away two flies.
He walked up to them and looked down from above. At last, he couldn't help pointing at them and giving them a piece of his mind.
"I'm talking to you two! Did you not hear a single word I said just now?! Huh?!"
"I reasoned with you and told you the Supreme Kai Realm ought to have records about this, and you decided I was Babidi's lackey?!"
"I told you I'm a God of Destruction and that Majin Buu would go down with one slap, just to prove who I am and how strong I am! And all you remembered was the name 'Majin Buu,' right?! Huh?!"
"Say something! Look me in the eyes!"
Vitelli was genuinely furious. How could the Supreme Kai be so lacking in intelligence and knowledge? Why was he acting like a brainless fool?
He looked at Shin and Kibito, who were clutching their faces on the ground, dazed and frightened, and felt utterly exhausted.
Seeing that both Supreme Kais were bruised and swollen and starting to question their lives, Whis finally decided he'd watched enough.
He gave a light cough and gracefully stepped forward, standing between Vitelli and the Supreme Kais as he tried to smooth things over(?).
"All right, all right, Vitelli-san. Calm down, calm down~"
With an impeccable smile, he spoke in a gentle tone.
"Supreme Kai lost his family when he was young and grew up almost entirely on his own. He was an orphan, after all~~ He never had the chance to learn about or hear of Gods of Destruction, so it's understandable~ Please be the bigger person and forgive this god who doesn't know much."
Vitelli stared at Whis with an expression of utter amazement.
"As expected of you, Whis!"
He complained to himself inwardly.
"Wow, the moment you open your mouth, you really show off your talent for making snide remarks!"
In any case, after Vitelli's "physical persuasion" and Whis's "verbal artistry,"
Supreme Kai Shin and his guard, Kibito, finally accepted—though with lingering doubts and unease—that there really was a kind of god in the universe called a God of Destruction, one who was their equal in rank but apparently very good at fighting. They both still clutched their burning cheeks.
But the way Shin's eyes kept flickering showed that deep down, he still didn't fully believe Vitelli. He'd only chosen to back down for now because Vitelli's power was unfathomable.
Seeing Shin like this, Vitelli knew he'd have to show him something substantial to win his trust completely.
He sighed and decided to play his trump card.
"Does the Supreme Kai Realm have a legendary Z Sword?"
Shin's heart jolted and his expression changed, but he quickly forced himself to calm down and pretended not to know what Vitelli was talking about.
"The Z Sword? I don't know what you mean."
He was frantic inside. The sword was a treasure of the Supreme Kai Realm, said to contain supreme power. He couldn't let outsiders learn that it existed!
Vitelli chuckled and saw right through his act.
"Stop pretending. The Z Sword is embedded somewhere in your Supreme Kai Realm. There's also a long-standing legend that whoever pulls it out will gain immense power, right?"
Seeing Shin and Kibito turn deathly pale, Vitelli continued with some amusement.
"Well, that legend isn't entirely wrong. The sword really can make someone 'much stronger,' but not because of the sword itself."
He paused. The two of them watched him curiously as he continued slowly, narrowing his eyes.
"It's because inside that sword... a long, long time ago, for, uh... some reason, one of your ancestors was sealed away. A Supreme Kai from countless generations ago."
"W-what? A Supreme Kai from countless generations ago?!"
"Sealed inside... our ancestor?!"
Shin and Kibito cried out in shock almost simultaneously, disbelief written all over their faces.
The news was so astonishing that it completely overturned their understanding of the Z Sword!
At last satisfied with their reaction, Vitelli smiled cheerfully at them.
"When I have some time later, I'll visit the Supreme Kai Realm and pull out the sword myself. Then you'll understand. For now, I brought you here because there's something important I need to discuss with you."
Vitelli then explained the problem he'd encountered in detail—
how to safely deal with the enormous blue giant, which was extremely unstable and could collapse into a black hole at any moment, causing a massive disaster.
He emphasized that he currently couldn't destroy it instantly without affecting the surrounding star systems, so he needed the Supreme Kai's power to help.
But as for what kind of help he needed... he was still new to the technicalities of cooperation between gods, so he turned to the most qualified person present, Whis, and indicated that it was his turn to explain.
Whis received Vitelli's look but didn't explain anything directly. Instead, he smiled lightly.
He raised a hand and gestured toward the sky above them, as well as Nail, who was waiting nearby. Beads of sweat had formed on Nail's forehead, but he didn't dare make a sound.
With a soft laugh, he said,
"My, Vitelli-san, we can discuss the specifics of how to work together in more detail later. But for now, shouldn't you make your final wish? I have a feeling... Porunga-san won't be able to hold on much longer~"
Whis's reminder made Vitelli suddenly realize.
He looked up and saw that Porunga still held his imposing form as he circled through the air, but his enormous green body seemed to be trembling slightly.
The light in his red eyes also seemed less steady than before. Even his face showed signs of strain and anxiety.
"Uh... sorry, sorry!"
Vitelli suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He gave an awkward smile and said to Porunga and Nail, "I got so caught up talking that I forgot about you. I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting."
Porunga in the sky and Nail on the ground both breathed a sigh of relief at almost the same time.
Their movements were perfectly in sync. They each pulled a handkerchief from who knew where and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
Vitelli looked up at Porunga, who was struggling to hold on, and stroked his chin as he quickly considered what to wish for.
After thinking it over for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up with a brilliant idea, and a sly smile appeared on his face.
He cleared his throat and called out to Porunga,
"Listen carefully, Porunga! My third wish is: restore my girlfriend Bulma's physical condition and appearance to what they were when she was eighteen!"
"Uh...?"
The moment he made the wish, the whole group fell into an awkward silence.
Everyone present, even Whis, found themselves thinking the same thing.
"Are you... serious?"
Vitelli looked at Supreme Kai Shin, who was still dazed, and Porunga, who looked like he could finally go home.
There was only one thought in his mind right now: finish this up and then...
I need to get home right now!!!
The Heart of a Martial Artist, Bulma's Surprise
The strange phenomenon Porunga had brought to Namek's vast plains had long since faded, and the sky had returned to its usual brightness beneath the three stars.
Supreme Kai Shin and his guard, Kibito, stood to one side. The handprints on their faces had yet to fade completely, and their expressions still held traces of shock and an almost imperceptible awe.
Nail stood respectfully off to the side, waiting for Vitelli's instructions.
Now that his initial discussion with the Supreme Kai was finally over, Vitelli had no intention of lingering here.
The restless blue giant Lisphi was still waiting for him to deal with it, and besides...
He glanced at Whis, who seemed to have started daydreaming again as he thought about dinner, and sighed inwardly.
If he didn't hurry back, he might not even get any leftovers.
Vados didn't look like she ate much, but once she really let herself go and ate without holding back...
He turned to Nail, who had been waiting quietly, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Well, we're leaving now. Nail, please give my regards to your Grand Elder."
At once, Nail bowed in response.
"Yes, Lord Vitelli. I'll be sure to pass along your message."
Vitelli nodded and turned toward Whis, preparing to invite the two Supreme Kais to leave.
But he'd barely taken two steps when Nail's slightly hurried, nervous voice came from behind him.
"Please wait, Lord Vitelli!"
Vitelli stopped and looked back at Nail, whose expression seemed to waver before quickly becoming resolute.
"What is it? Do you need something?"
Nail took a deep breath, stepped forward, and bowed deeply to Vitelli once more. His voice carried the determination unique to a martial artist.
"Would you be willing to spar with me, Lord God of Destruction? I want to know whether, in my current state, I'd have even the slightest chance to fight back against a god like you. I want to truly experience just how great the gap is between me and a true powerhouse!"
Whis, who had been about to leave, immediately stopped. From who knew where, he suddenly produced a packet of fancy snacks. (Vitelli: Aren't those the Oracle Fish's snacks?)
He wore an intrigued expression and looked so relaxed, as if he were saying, "This is going to be fun." It was obvious he had no intention of missing this unexpected show.
Vitelli raised his brows in surprise, then laughed as he looked at the Namekian warrior before him.
"You actually dare to challenge a god. Looks like you're a truly devoted martial artist, Nail."
He glanced sideways at Whis, who was munching on snacks with a loud crunch.
Whis shrugged, his smile unchanged, and said lightly,
"We still have a little time, but we can't delay too long, Vitelli-san~~ It'd be terrible if we missed dinner."
Vitelli nodded in understanding and looked at Nail, who had already assumed a fighting stance and begun gathering his energy. He casually beckoned him over.