"I never thought you'd actually come!! And who is this young lady?" Bulma was astonished to see Karochi and his family at the World Martial Arts Tournament venue.
It had been years. The kid had practically vanished without a trace; no one could find him.
Vegeta sized up Karochi, with his white hair and silver eyes, for a while. Unable to sense even the slightest trace of ki from him, he immediately lost interest.
Forget it. Who knew how strong this guy had become by now!!
"Let me introduce her. This is Kusu, my companion." Calling her a servant would have been far too disrespectful. Kusu might not have minded, but Karochi had never regarded her as a servant.
If he had to put it into words, she was more like his daughter's playmate and the teacher of Lazuli and himself.
Karochi then introduced Bulma and the others to Kusu one by one. This time, basically everyone he knew was here—even Oolong and Puar.
Kusu gave Karochi plenty of face and bowed to Bulma and the others. "Hello. I'm actually Lord Karochi's servant!!"
A servant?
Bulma looked at Karochi in confusion, then shifted her gaze to Lazuli. Uh... it probably wasn't that kind of master-servant relationship. What a strange way to put it.
"Uh... don't listen to Kusu's nonsense. She's very strong." Karochi silently covered his face. An Angel with the appearance of a little girl saying something like that was bound to cause misunderstandings.
Goku was somewhat surprised. He didn't think this little girl holding a strange staff looked particularly strong.
He couldn't sense any ki from her at all. By comparison, the little girl Kaqilia had an incredibly powerful aura. He hadn't expected her to possess such strength at such a young age.
"Gohan, do you know that