A Painful Name

The person approaching was an elderly man with white hair and a beard, wearing a vest adorned with yellow circular patterns; it was none other than Son Gohan.

"Grandpa Son Gohan!" Sun Yu waved at him, not at all surprised by his appearance.

"Young friend Sun, I didn't expect to see you here. And where is Miss Lana?" Grandpa Son Gohan looked around, his gaze landing on the infant inside the spacecraft. He noticed that, just like Sun Yu, the baby had a long tail. "Young friend Sun, this little one couldn't be yours and Miss Lana's..."

"Absolutely not!" Before Sun Yu could explain, Bulma poked her head out from behind him, looking at Grandpa Son Gohan with puffed-up cheeks. "You improper old man!"

Sun Yu smiled and patted Bulma's head, briefly explaining the situation regarding the infant to Grandpa Son Gohan, though he refrained from revealing that the child had been sent to destroy the Earth.

"So this child is a clansman of yours, young friend Sun. His parents must have had no choice but to abandon him!" Grandpa Son Gohan looked at Son Goku with affection and reached out to pick him up.

Unexpectedly, the crying Son Goku's eyes turned cold. He suddenly lunged forward and headbutted Grandpa Son Gohan, who was caught completely off guard and tumbled to the ground. Immediately after, Son Goku scrambled on all fours toward Bulma, looking quite terrifying.

"Wah, Brother Sun Yu, this baby is so scary!" Seeing Son Goku's demeanor, Bulma dove into Sun Yu's arms.

Sun Yu glared at the ferocious Son Goku and gave him a swift kick, sending him flying. "Behave yourself, you brat!" He hadn't realized his own strength, however, and ended up kicking Son Goku right down the hillside.

"Young friend Sun, why are you losing your temper with a child?" Grandpa Son Gohan ran down the hill in distress, returning shortly after with the bloodied Son Goku in his arms.

After hitting his head, Son Goku seemed like a different person; he lay quietly in Son Gohan's arms, his teary eyes looking heartbreakingly pitiful.

Damn, I remember now, Sun Yu thought to himself. In the Dragon Ball anime, Son Goku was a little tyrant as a child, but his personality changed completely after he fell off a cliff and hit his head. How did it end up being me who kicked him down the hill? Well, he was destined to take that fall eventually; it shouldn't make a difference whether he fell on his own or was kicked by Sun Yu!

With that thought, Sun Yu's guilt diminished significantly.

"Poor child, such a large wound on his head. What if something goes wrong?" Grandpa Son Gohan was filled with worry.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Son Gohan. Saiyan aren't that easy to kill!" Without waiting for a response, Sun Yu snatched Son Goku from his arms, pulled out a Senzu Bean, crushed it, and shoved it into the baby's mouth. "There, there, eat this and you'll be fine!"

"Gulp..."

Son Goku obediently swallowed the Senzu Bean Sun Yu had fed him. The wound on his head healed instantly, and he perked up, opening his wide eyes to inspect Sun Yu and Grandpa Son Gohan.

"Young friend Sun, could this be the Senzu Bean my master once spoke of?" Son Gohan asked, looking at the scene in astonishment.

"That's right. Do you want one too?" Sun Yu casually pulled out another Senzu Bean and offered it to Grandpa Son Gohan.

"No, no, no..." Grandpa Son Gohan declined. "Such a miraculous medicine is too precious; I shouldn't waste it."

"It's fine, I have plenty in stock—a few tens of thousands, I suppose," Sun Yu said nonchalantly.

"Tens of thousands..." Son Gohan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Afterward, Son Gohan invited Sun Yu and Bulma to his small hut. Watching Grandpa Son Gohan bustle about taking care of Son Goku, Sun Yu felt a pang of emotion. Grandpa Son Gohan lived a life of seclusion here and was quite lonely, so the arrival of Son Goku brought a touch of warmth to his home.

As if by magic, Son Gohan produced a makeshift crib, paper diapers, and even a Milk Bottle!

Hey, just how much do you love children? Sun Yu thought, Judging by how practiced your technique is, you must have been tinkering with this stuff for a while!

"Young friend Sun, may I ask if this child has a name?" Grandpa Son Gohan asked while holding Son Goku.

Sun Yu shook his head gently and said, "Not yet. Why don't you give him one, Grandpa?"

If he let Son Gohan name him, it would definitely be Son Goku; that was how it happened in the original story, and Sun Yu had no doubt about it.

"Very well. I feel this child and I are fated. Since we both share the surname Son, let's call him..."

Sun Yu nodded, holding Bulma as he waited quietly for that familiar name to be born.

"Let's call him Sun Datou!"

"Yes, very good, very good... wait!" Sun Yu froze, turning his head mechanically. "Call him what?"

"Brother Sun Yu, Grandpa Son Gohan said to call this little baby Sun Datou," Bulma's crisp voice rang out.

"No, wait a second, call him what?" Sun Yu looked at Grandpa Son Gohan, bewildered. His expression practically screamed, Are you kidding me?!

"Sun Datou," Grandpa Son Gohan said with complete seriousness. He lifted Son Goku up and compared the baby's head to his own face. "Look at how big this little one's head is; he's bound to be smart!"

Sun Yu slapped his own face, sweating profusely. You've got to be kidding me! You are absolutely, definitely kidding me!

The original story was a lie!

"Grandpa Son Gohan, why don't you consider a more serious name? 'Sun Datou' is a bit too rustic, don't you think?" Sun Yu tried his best to persuade him, hoping to prevent Son Goku from becoming the legendary Sun Datou.

"No, no, no..." Grandpa Son Gohan waved his hand immediately. He said solemnly, "A humble name makes a child easier to raise. It's decided."

Goku! Kakarot! Brother, I tried my best, but you ended up with such an unreliable grandfather! Every time Sun Yu imagined Son Goku introducing himself as "Sun Datou" at formal events in the future, the mental image was too painful to behold.

"Haha, Datou, give Grandpa a kiss." Grandpa Son Gohan picked up Son Goku—no, he should be called Sun Datou now—and spun around the room, overjoyed.

"Grandpa Son Gohan, why don't you let me take Son Wu... cough, I mean, Sun Datou, back with me to raise? Lana should be happy to see a new clansman." Sun Yu was worried that if Son Goku saw the full moon, he would turn into a Great Ape and trample Grandpa Son Gohan to death. On the other hand, he also wanted to provide Son Goku with the best training environment; after all, they were both Saiyan.

Hearing this, Grandpa Son Gohan's eyes dimmed. He pondered for a moment before saying firmly, "Young friend Sun, although you are his clansman, I must dare to refuse your request. After all, you and Miss Lana are still too young and wouldn't know how to take care of a child..."

"Brother Sun Yu, I don't want this grumpy little baby in my house either. I don't like him!" Bulma said, rarely opposing Sun Yu's opinion.

(PS: Son Goku's nickname is just a prank and won't appear later, so readers need not worry. After all, the God of Goku is the author's childhood idol too.)