Heading to Namek

Louis coughed twice and turned to Whis. "Whis, how are things in Universe 7 now?"

Whis knew what Louis meant. "Four years ago, you destroyed a batch of unsuitable planets, and Shin took action as well. Everything has been developing steadily."

"But it's still been too short a time. Our ranking for the average level of mortals hasn't changed. We're still third from the bottom."

"So what if we're third from the bottom? Even if Lord Zeno takes action, it won't be our universe's turn!"

Beerus sat to one side, picking his teeth. "Besides, I remember the other universes mocking us over a decade ago. Louis, when do you think you'll have some free time? Let's go have some fun in the other universes!"

Have some fun?

I bet you just want to show off!

Whis couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Of course, he didn't stop Beerus. Back when Beerus had taken Louis on as a Candidate God of Destruction, even Whis had been mocked mercilessly!

Louis rubbed his chin. "Lord Beerus, there's no rush. With my current power, even if I went to another universe, I'd have a hard time rubbing it in their faces. Let's wait until my dimension reaches the divine level."

"And another thing!"

Louis turned to Tights. "The last time Tights went out was three years ago. If I don't take her out again soon, she'll start pestering me!"

In truth, Louis had another reason for going, besides that.

He wanted to visit Earth!

Going by the original story, Vegeta would probably invade Earth before long, followed by the great battle on Namek!

No matter what, he didn't want to miss the clash between the protagonist and a Dragon Ball boss.

Little did he know, Vegeta and the other two had already "invaded" Earth. They were training with Son Goku at the Lookout right now.

Of course, Louis had no idea.

"Who are you calling a pest, Louis?" Tights gritted her little canine teeth. What a blockhead!

"I'm a pest, I'm a pest. Fine? Hurry up and eat, or I'm leaving without you."

"You really are taking me out?"

"You don't think I'd lie to you, do you? I'd lie to Lord Beerus before I'd lie to you!"

Louis looked at Beerus and burst out laughing.

Besides, with a woman as beautiful as Tights, lying to her would leave him feeling guilty.

"Louis, are you trying to get yourself killed? What do you mean, you'd lie to me but not to Tights? If we're being serious, I'm still your master. Is this how you treat me?"

Beerus glared, bristling with indignation.

"Hahahaha!"

The other three burst into laughter.

With Louis awake again, the meal was a joyful affair. The God of Destruction Realm hadn't been this lively in a long time.

Half a day later, everyone had finished eating.

Whis and Beerus didn't object to Louis's suggestion that he visit the other universes later. After all, he was right—Louis was still too weak.

If he went to another universe, people might be amazed by his talent, but with his current power, he still couldn't rub it in their faces.

He couldn't even beat another universe's Candidate God of Destruction. How was he supposed to show them up?

Soon, Louis made good on his promise to Tights and took her away from the God of Destruction Realm.

The North Galaxy.

A spaceship flew through the starry expanse.

Inside the spaceship.

Tights rested her chin on her hand, gazing intently at Louis.

When she'd first met Louis four years ago, he'd still been a boy.

Back then, he'd been carefree and loved hearing people praise him.

A few sweet words from her had been enough to get him to promise to protect her.

Thinking back, Tights couldn't help laughing. Louis really was a big dummy.

Anyone could win his trust with a few words. With brains like his, someone could sell him and he'd help them count the money.

She found it both exasperating and amusing.

Little did she know, Louis had known her identity all along.

She was an insignificant character in Dragon Ball, but she was still a friend and family member of the Z Fighters. If anything happened to her, it would be a real shame.

Tights was watching Louis, and he'd noticed. He, too, was sneaking glances at her from the corner of his eye.

"Tights, um, why do you keep looking at me? Is there something on my face?" Louis rubbed his cheek and finally spoke.

Ever since waking up, he'd felt that something about Tights was a little off.

"N-no, it's just been a long time since we talked," Tights said, her eyes darting away. It was obvious she wasn't being honest.

All these years, she'd been living in the God of Destruction Realm.

There were only four people in the realm. Whis knew a lot about everything, and aside from Louis, he was the person she talked to most.

As for Beerus, he was the real God of Destruction.

Tights had figured out Beerus's personality. She knew he was a big cat who acted tough but was softhearted.

Still, Beerus occasionally exuded an air of authority, so she didn't talk to him much.

In the God of Destruction Realm, whenever Louis wasn't training, he was always by her side. He was fun to talk to and often made her laugh.

But when Louis was training, she had few people to talk to.

Whis was too humble and deferential, and Beerus was too imposing and dignified!

Without Louis around, Tights always felt as if something was missing.

While Louis trained, she stayed by his side.

Tights thought back to the first time she'd gone to the God of Destruction Realm.

Beerus had wanted to lay a hand on her, and the young Louis had declared, "She's mine!"

Tights touched her long hair again.

Three years ago, when they'd gone to Frieza's headquarters, Louis had said, "I think you'd look good with long hair!"

So she'd grown it out.

Just then.

"Huh, Tights, when did you grow your hair long?"

Louis looked at her, only just noticing.

Tights rolled her eyes and snapped, "I can grow it out if I want. Do I need your permission?"

You were the one who said I'd look good with long hair!

And now you're asking me about it!

Tights clenched her fist, wanting to punch Louis.

Without realizing it, she'd let a boy occupy her heart. Now he'd grown into a handsome man.

Tights had to admit it. She... she'd fallen for him!

But the guy across from her was a complete blockhead!

"By the way, Louis, where are we going?"

Tights changed the subject. She didn't know how Louis felt about her, and she didn't dare confess her feelings.

Louis looked at Tights's strange expression. He couldn't help thinking she was acting oddly, but he smiled and said, "I'm taking you to a planet that's pretty fun."

"What's fun about it?"

"Have you heard of Dragon Balls?"

"No."

Tights shook her head.

Louis smiled and explained, "Dragon Balls are mysterious objects that can grant people any wish."

Louis told her what the Dragon Balls could do.

"What? There's really something that amazing in the world? You summon a dragon, and it grants any wish? Is that true?"

"Grant any wish? That's not realistic."

Louis shook his head. Even the Super Dragon Balls might not be able to grant just any wish.

Could they really claim to be able to destroy Zeno?

Louis continued, "Aren't you collecting material for your novels? Dragon Balls would make great material. You could definitely write them into one of your stories."

"Oh, right!"

Tights's eyes lit up. Without thinking, she slipped her arm around Louis's. "Louis, you're so clever! You've given me so much inspiration!"

Louis glanced down. His arm was nestled between her ample breasts, soft and warm!

He wanted to pull his arm free.

But he hadn't expected Tights to hold on so tightly. He couldn't get loose without using force, and he was afraid he'd hurt her if he did.

So Louis could only let her keep holding on, his heart pounding wildly.

Heavens above!

Tights was going to be the death of him!

The spaceship wasn't particularly fast. It would take two months to get from the God of Destruction Realm to Namek.

But the two of them stopped along the way, enjoying food and fun throughout the universe, while Louis also took the chance to destroy a few unsuitable planets.

A man and a woman spent all their time together.

Tights, especially, would "accidentally" flash him from time to time, making Louis's blood race!

Their relationship began to change a little.

Half a year later, they finally arrived on Namek.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The spaceship descended from the sky. The hatch opened, and Louis carried Tights out.

Tights pressed her little face against his chest, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

Louis carried Tights down to the ground. She made no move to let go, and Louis kept holding her.

Tights really was beautiful, with skin like ice and jade and a graceful figure.

Holding her was like embracing a deliciously fragrant marshmallow.

Soft!

Sweet-smelling!

After a while, Louis's mouth went dry. He felt something stirring and quickly patted her back. "Tights, we're here."

"We are?"

Tights gritted her little canine teeth, seeming annoyed that Louis had interrupted her hug.

Still, she wriggled out of his arms.

"Wow! Is this Namek? The grass is blue. That's so strange!"

"The scenery here is pretty nice, though."

Tights wore a white dress and strode across the grass with her long legs.

Louis looked at her long, snow-white legs and rubbed his nose.

"Namek once suffered a terrible climate disaster. The Namekians went to a lot of trouble to restore it to what it is now!"

As Louis spoke, a faint ki came from the sky.

It was around 20,000 in battle power.

Tights noticed his expression. "Louis, what's wrong?"

Louis smiled. "The Grand Elder of Namek must know I'm here."

The Grand Elder of Namek was an extraordinary person. He seemed to know all kinds of secret techniques, and it was very possible he knew a technique called "premonition."

He must have foreseen the arrival of a Candidate God of Destruction and sent someone over.

Louis told Tights a little about the Grand Elder of Namek. Her mouth formed an O.

"When I was with Jaco, I never realized the universe had such a mysterious race!"

"That's because you were always on the run. You just never had the chance to find out."