Holy crap, how had I ended up at the Time Nest!? And where was Tights? No way—had Chronoa really brought me here?
Just as Karochi was growing frantic, he spotted two familiar figures walking toward him!! Hmm? Tights and Chronoa—what a strange combination.
Karochi wanted to shove a microphone in their faces and ask, "How did you two get so close?"
"Hey, Little Chi, you're really awake! Chronoa told me you'd woken up, but I wasn't sure I believed her." Tights looked at Karochi with pleasant surprise. The little brat really had slept for over twenty hours.
She was also a little shocked. She'd just used [Spirit Eye] to check Karochi's battle power and found it had leaped from 3.5 million to 4.1 million. That was a much bigger increase than he'd get from sitting around training by himself.
"Um, greetings, Lady Chronoa." Karochi bowed politely. He'd known all along that Chronoa was the Supreme Kai of Time, but the version of him in this world shouldn't have known that. To avoid giving himself away, he could only address people by whatever titles he'd heard.
"Hmm, there aren't many Saiyans as polite as you!" Chronoa's teasing tone made Karochi pause.
Listen to you. There aren't many Saiyans left at all. Karochi grumbled inwardly, but obediently replied, "I have my parents to thank for that!"
Nothing wrong with that. He'd never met his bargain-bin parents from this life, but in his previous life, he'd at least received a proper nine years of compulsory education.
"Heh, is that so? Well, then, they did a good job!" Chronoa chuckled. If she hadn't looked through the little Saiyan's file, she might almost have believed him.
"Ew! Little Chi, you stink of sweat. Go wash up!" Seeing the conversation was about to stall, Tights hurriedly