Look at this card, it has no limit!!

"Tights, keep an eye on Bulma! Little Karochi seems to have been hungry for a long time; he's eaten so much food and still doesn't look full!" Mrs. Brief handed Bulma over to Tights, then placed her hands against her right cheek with a gentle expression.

Karochi was stunned the moment he saw Tights. In Dragon Ball Super, she only appeared briefly as a capable-looking woman with short yellow hair, who supposedly traveled the universe with Jaco to gather material for her best-selling sci-fi novels.

But now, her long golden hair cascaded down to her waist, and her delicate features were absolutely stunning. Damn, she was a gorgeous little girl.

"Alright, Mother. By the way, who is this little brother? He's so strange—he has a tail growing out of his backside!" Tights stared at Karochi with intense curiosity. Although she hadn't started her career as a writer yet, her curiosity was already boundless.

Karochi stopped his frantic eating—admittedly, Tights was quite eye-catching in this state. He wiped his mouth and replied, "Hello, Big Sister. My name is Karochi! I'm not from Earth; I'm from Planet Vegeta."

Upon hearing that Karochi was an alien, Tights's entire demeanor brightened. There was a literal sparkle in her eyes!

Holy crap! Karochi was certain that this wasn't a speed Tights should be capable of given her power level. With lightning-fast reflexes, she grabbed his hands. "Planet Vegeta? You're an alien!? Can you tell me about aliens? Ah, can you? Can you?"

She was so... enthusiastic! Tights was practically hugging him. Damn it, he remembered that it was Jaco who took Tights off Earth, right?

"Uh, well, Tights, space is actually quite dangerous. I suggest you don't go venturing out there lightly." With Karochi's current power level of around a thousand, he was barely a scrub; let alone Tights, whose power level was in the single digits!

"Ah! So you have a way to leave Earth?" It was clear Tights hadn't heard a word he said, instead drawing her own conclusions.

Wait, what? How did you know that?! Did I say anything about being able to leave Earth? I didn't, did I?

"Oh my! So, Karochi, you asked that old geezer to modify a spaceship? Are you planning on going back to that Planet Vegeta?" Mrs. Brief chimed in from the side.

Huh? You did that on purpose, didn't you?

Karochi was dumbfounded. Your daughter wants to fly into space, and not only do you not stop her, but you're also fanning the flames?

"A spaceship? Is he modifying it at Dad's place?!" Hearing the word "spaceship," the light in Tights's eyes was practically blinding.

Karochi had no choice but to answer helplessly, "That's right. I asked Dr. Brief to help me modify the flight pod I arrived in. I need it to be larger and equipped with a gravity machine for training." There was no point in hiding it; the thing was sitting right there in their home.

"Take me with you, take me with you! I want to see the universe, too." Tights looked exactly like Karochi had in his past life when he saw a smartphone while on vacation. I'm dying, she's still raising her hand! What a model student.

"Sister... Sister, I want to go too!" Bulma had no idea what was going on, but seeing Tights wanting to go, she started chiming in as well.

Mrs. Brief picked her up. "No, Bulma, you're still too young to run around!" She rubbed her cheek against Bulma's, making the girl giggle.

Impressive. Isn't 11 years old still too young?

Karochi was speechless. Are you not going to advise your eldest daughter? She's young too! Seeing that Mrs. Brief had no intention of intervening, he had to say solemnly, "Ahem, I'm not trying to scare you, Tights, but space is genuinely dangerous. Not to mention anything else, just look at my home planet! If the timeline is correct, it's probably about to be destroyed by a big bad villain."

He had been out for seven months, and he knew Gine had been three months pregnant when he left. Rounding up, Goku was already born, and rounding up again, Frieza was about to set off some "fireworks."

"Re... really!?" Tights looked even more excited.

Damn it! Why aren't you afraid at all? This isn't scientific! I finally understand how Bulma dared to slap Beerus—this whole family doesn't understand the meaning of fear!

Come to think of it, the Briefs didn't even flee when Majin Buu destroyed West City.

They truly were the strongest genes in Dragon Ball. Incredible.

"Oh my, Tights, how can you be like that? Karochi's home is about to be destroyed! How can you not be sad?"

Mrs. Brief, I really hope you can squeeze a few tears out of those squinting eyes of yours!

"Hey, Karochi, take me to space with you! My biggest dream is to become a popular sci-fi writer, but I have no inspiration on Earth! I feel like my destiny lies in the stars." Tights's pleading expression was truly pitiful. Honestly, why was young Tights so cute?

"This... I still need to train on Earth for a while! Probably over a year." Karochi looked troubled. He did intend to leave Earth; he planned to visit Namek and Yardrat.

After all, the Grand Elder's method of unlocking potential was just too tempting! No side effects, pure profit. If he could, he'd even try to snag the Namekian Dragon Balls—he really couldn't find the ones on Earth!

The secret techniques on Yardrat were also incredibly powerful; learning one or two would be useful for a lifetime. Was Beerus strong? Could he outrun him? With one Instant Transmission, he could cross the entire galaxy. Laughable—Whis couldn't even catch up.

But bringing a girl along was really inconvenient!

Hearing that Karochi would be training on Earth for a year, a cunning look flashed in Tights's eyes. "So, Karochi is going to live on Earth for a year!?"

Karochi nodded, confused by the question.

"Ara, Karochi, do you have any money? I've noticed you eat quite a lot. A single meal must cost at least several hundred thousand yen!" Tights flashed a devilish smile.

Wait, what?! Damn it, that's right! I was counting on the Brief family to provide my meals. Even after two lifetimes, I'm still a broke loser?

This, this, this! She found my weakness? What do I do?! Waiting online, it's urgent!

At that moment, Tights pulled out a card, waved it in front of Karochi, and quickly tucked it away, putting on a coy, shy expression.

"What to do? If Karochi agrees to take his sister along, I wouldn't mind giving you this unlimited card." She held the card to her lips with her right hand, standing tall with infinite charm.

Gulp!

Karochi swallowed hard. Holy crap! Unlimited? I've never heard of such a thing in two lifetimes! His eyes were filled with longing.

The internal struggle lasted less than two and a half seconds before Karochi said with a straight face, "Don't worry, Tights! Once we reach space, you'll be under my protection. No one will be allowed to touch a single hair on your head."

Laughable—at this moment, Karochi felt that even Beerus would have to take two slaps to the face before he could leave!

He was blinded by money. Sorry, Saiyan pride, you only made me hesitate for two and a half seconds! At this moment, tears of happiness slid from the corner of his mouth.

"Yay! Karochi is so sensible. This card is yours! Just don't let me find out you're lying to me." Tights handed the card to Karochi.

Karochi accepted it with reverence, his hands trembling slightly. My god, I've never touched a card with such a high limit in two lifetimes. Hearing Tights's words, Karochi patted his chest and guaranteed, "Don't worry, Tights! I keep my word!" His voice was firm and powerful.

Laughable—money is power! The limit is the truth. In the face of the "money ability," even the galactic emperor Frieza has to get into real estate.