Tights Was Acting Strange

God of Destruction Realm.

A handsome figure sat by the lake with his eyes closed, meditating.

On the grass beside him sat a curvaceous woman.

She rested her chin on her pale hand and muttered, "He's been training for three years. Why hasn't he woken up yet?"

"Tights, it's time to cook!"

A dignified voice came from afar.

Without turning around, Tights huffed, "Lord Beerus, I'm in a bad mood. You and Whis can eat instant noodles!"

On the lounge chairs in the distance, Beerus and Whis exchanged a look.

"Whis, when is this girl ever in a good mood? Sigh, another day of instant noodles!"

"Lord Beerus, can't you tell how much Tights cares about Louis? Once Louis wakes up, Tights will be in a good mood."

"Bah, who doesn't know that?"

"If you know, why ask?"

"Enough talking. Hurry up and make the noodles. I'm starving!"

Beerus licked his lips. He'd been eating instant noodles for four years, but still hadn't gotten tired of them.

Whis nodded and started preparing the noodles. Of course, he made a cup for Tights too.

By the lake.

"Louis, you jerk! You said you'd take me to gather material for my novels once you finished training, and now it's been another three years!"

Tights watched Louis meditating.

Louis had sword-straight brows, a high nose, and thin lips. Compared to three years ago, he was much taller and even more handsome.

Louis sat by the lake, an ethereal aura radiating from him. Sitting beside him always made Tights feel at ease.

"When are you going to wake up?"

Tights felt a little down. She hadn't spoken to Louis in three years.

Suddenly!

With a hum, a silver aura erupted from Louis, surging outward like boiling steam.

The scorching heat nearly burned Tights beside him, but Whis protected her at once. He and Beerus then appeared beside her.

Whis and Beerus held their instant noodles, staring in astonishment. "Autonomous State!"

The aura Louis unleashed startled Tights. She patted her ample chest and said,

"Whis, why are you so surprised? Doesn't Louis already know that technique?"

Beerus swallowed a mouthful of noodles and said gravely, "Tights, we're talking about the Perfect Autonomous State!"

Whis chimed in, "Before, Louis had only mastered the Rudimentary Autonomous State. I can't believe he's grasped the Perfect Autonomous State in just four years!"

Beerus gritted his teeth. "Thank goodness it isn't the Perfect Ultra Instinct State. Otherwise, I'd be devastated!"

Whis retorted, "So what if it isn't the Perfect Ultra Instinct State? The Perfect Autonomous State is already incredible. Lord Beerus, when are you going to grasp the Rudimentary Autonomous State?"

"Well... well..."

Beerus looked up at the sky.

Tights asked excitedly, "Whis, does that mean Louis is about to wake up?"

The thought of finally being able to talk to Louis made her unable to contain her happiness.

The gloom that had weighed on her for three years lifted at last, and Tights smiled radiantly.

But Louis still had his eyes closed. He couldn't see her.

"He should be waking up soon. Let's stand farther away."

As soon as Whis finished speaking,

Rumble!

Huge waves surged across the lake, and a figure hovered above them. It was none other than Louis.

"Lord Beerus, fight me!"

With a splash, Louis vanished from above the waves and appeared beside Beerus in an instant, throwing a punch.

The punch was utterly effortless!

Beerus's eyes narrowed. He tossed his noodles aside and threw a punch of his own.

Rumble!

Mountains crumbled and the earth split!

Dust filled the sky!

Silver and purple figures clashed at blinding speed.

"Whis, what's Louis like now? Can he beat Lord Beerus?" Tights asked anxiously.

"Tights, it seems like you really care about Louis," Whis said with a hand over his mouth, smiling.

"I... I don't!"

Tights's heart beat faster, and her fair cheeks flushed slightly.

It wasn't that she cared about Louis. They'd just gone so long without talking, that was all.

Yes, that had to be it!

"Really?"

"Really!"

Tights huffed impatiently. "Just tell me! How's Louis doing?"

"Hahaha."

Whis laughed heartily, then stopped teasing her and answered seriously,

"The Perfect Autonomous State is incredible. Even if there's a gap of more than ten times in power, someone who's mastered it can still fight their opponent—and might even defeat them."

"But..."

"Louis has been training in the Autonomous State, but his power and dimension haven't improved much. He only has 1.5 billion in battle power. Even after entering the Perfect Autonomous State, it still won't be enough."

"The difference in power is simply too great!"

Seeing the worry on Tights's face, Whis added gently, "But don't worry. You've forgotten about Louis's special constitution. He can ignore all negative effects, so Lord Beerus can't do anything to him."

Sure enough!

Up in the sky, Beerus and Louis fought for two minutes, smashing a hole in the heavens.

"Your constitution is a real pain, kid!"

"Lord Beerus, you're so strong. I'm no match for you at all."

Louis descended from the sky, watching Beerus fly down beside him.

Honestly, entering the Autonomous State didn't boost his power by much—less even than a Super Saiyan transformation.

But the Autonomous State was about going with the flow, letting the body move with the heart!

It let him anticipate an enemy's attacks!

That was the key to defeating a stronger opponent!

However...

Beerus really was the strongest God of Destruction. Even after Louis entered the Perfect Autonomous State, he still wasn't a match for him.

"If your power breaks through to the God Realm, I might find you a bit troublesome," Beerus said solemnly, folding his arms.

"That's still a long way off!"

Louis shook his head, then looked at Whis and Tights and waved. "Whis, Tights, long time no see."

Whis smiled. "You've been training for another three years. It really has been a long time."

"Louis, you jerk! You said you'd only train for a little while, but you've been at it for ages!" Tights ground her little canines, pouting angrily.

"Well... I didn't expect to meditate for so long!" Louis scratched his head. Why was she so angry?

"I don't care! You promised to take me to gather material for my novels!"

"Didn't I take you out three years ago?"

Only then did Louis understand why Tights was so angry. He'd trained for so long that she hadn't been able to gather any material for her novels.

"You said it yourself—that was three years ago!"

"Well... I'll take you out into the universe later."

"You'd better keep your promise!"

Tights's pout turned into a smile, the corners of her mouth lifting higher and higher.

"Whis, Lord Beerus, come on. I'll make you a feast." Tights turned away from the lake, ready to cook herself.

Beerus and Whis exchanged a look.

Beerus clicked his tongue. "Is she in a good mood now?"

"Obviously. Louis has woken up. How could she not be in a good mood?"

Whis rolled his eyes.

Ever since Louis had taken Tights out last time, she'd spent all her time staring at him in a daze after she returned.

Anyone could tell that something was off with Tights.

"Who doesn't know that? I was just asking!"

Beerus pursed his lips, then said gleefully, "Now we're in for a treat. Tights is an amazing cook."

Beerus bounded off after Tights.

Louis scratched his head and looked at Whis in confusion. "Whis, what were you talking about? What do you mean Tights is in a better mood now that I've woken up?"

"Nothing. Come on, let's go too. Just thinking about Tights's feast is making my mouth water." Whis blinked, then left.

"How strange!"

Louis watched Whis's back, then followed him.

Beside the God of Destruction Palace, Tights had prepared a feast on the lawn.

Tempura, sushi...

Whis and Beerus wolfed down the food.

Louis's appetite was whetted too. Tights really was an incredible cook. You'd never guess she was the heiress to Earth's wealthiest family.

"Tights, your cooking is still as good as ever." Whis finished eating and sat off to the side.

"Hehe, I've traveled through the universe for so long. Of course I picked up a few skills!"

Tights sat at the table with her chin in her hand. She wasn't looking at Whis, but kept her eyes on Louis. "If I couldn't cook, I'd have gone crazy from eating instant noodles and rations every day."

Louis looked up. Why did Tights keep staring at him?

He couldn't figure it out.

Louis lowered his head and continued eating.

Beerus finished eating and wiped his mouth. "Not me. I think instant noodles are delicious!"

Louis took a sip of his drink and retorted, "That's just you and Whis. You eat all those additives every day and never get tired of them. That's crazy!"

"Gigglegiggle~"

Hearing Louis tease Whis and Beerus, Tights covered her mouth and laughed.

Louis looked over and met Tights's gaze. She had bright eyes and pearly teeth, and her red lips parted slightly.

Louis realized that Tights had been watching him the whole time, and his heart skipped faster.

He had to admit, Tights was pretty!