Manufacturing the Dragon Ball Radar

Though it wasn't the same Earth, the food here was just as delicious. Kasso ate until his face was smeared with grease.

Tights rested her chin on both hands as she sat beside him, watching with a faint smile. But when she saw the empty plates covering the table, she couldn't help feeling curious.

His stomach was so small. How could he fit so much food in there? And why wasn't it bulging at all?

"Burp!"

Kasso set down his plate and let out a satisfied belch. Now that he'd eaten his fill, it was time to get down to business.

"Tights, does Dr. Brief have some free time right now?"

Kasso wanted to ask him to make a Dragon Ball Radar. But Dr. Brief had only just finished making a Gravity Chamber for him, and now he was asking him to make a Dragon Ball Radar too.

Kasso felt rather embarrassed about it.

"What is it? Do you need something else?"

Tights and Bulma both looked at Kasso, while Ausbie was still busy eating.

"Um... I was hoping Dr. Brief could make one more little thing for me," Kasso said, feeling a little awkward.

"What thing?" Tights asked curiously.

It sounded like he had something important to take care of. Otherwise, he wouldn't seem so embarrassed about bringing it up.

But what could it be?

She was curious.

Bulma, sitting beside her, also looked at Kasso in confusion, waiting to hear what he wanted to say.

Kasso slowly took a Dragon Ball out of his pocket and pointed to it. "I want Dr. Brief to make me a device that can detect where this is."

"Huh?"

Bulma felt like she'd seen the ball somewhere before, so she took it from Kasso.

She examined it carefully. It really did look familiar, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't remember where she'd seen it.

"I think I can make the thing you're talking about. There's no need to bother my dad!" Bulma said, spreading her hands with an exasperated look to show that she would handle it.

"Bulma, can you really do it?" Tights asked, unconvinced. She knew her younger sister was very clever and often tinkered with little inventions.

But this seemed important to Kasso, so she thought it would be better to let their dad handle it.

Why didn't anyone believe in her? Bulma rolled her eyes at her sister.

"Bulma's so clever. I think she can do it."

Kasso sided with Bulma.

He knew the Dragon Ball story began with Bulma searching for the Dragon Balls. Back then, she had found one in a storeroom and researched it, discovering that it was one of the legendary Dragon Balls.

After that, Bulma had set off on a journey to find the Dragon Balls, and the story of the Dragon Balls had officially begun.

Even though Bulma was still young, Kasso believed she could do it.

Thinking of that, Kasso looked at her with hopeful eyes.

"Glad you know how to talk. Wait for me to let you know!" The proud Bulma picked up the Dragon Ball and left without looking back.

She was helping Kasso mostly because she wanted him to teach her how to fly.

"That girl!" Tights smiled and let it go.

Since Bulma and Kasso both thought she could do it, it probably wouldn't be a problem.

Half a day passed.

Ausbie lay off to one side, one small hand resting on her stomach as she basked in contentment.

She'd never eaten anything so delicious. She wanted to stay on Earth forever.

At that moment, all the Saiyan ferocity and love of battle had disappeared from Ausbie, leaving only gluttony and laziness.

"That girl!" Kasso shook his head and smiled helplessly.

Saiyans usually weren't picky about food, but if they ever got to try Earth's cuisine, Kasso was sure they'd go crazy for it.

Even powerful fighters like Whis and Beerus were the same!

So Kasso didn't say anything when he saw Ausbie like that.

"How's Bulma doing?"

When Tights saw Bulma come out of the workshop, she immediately stood up.

Kasso looked at her expectantly.

According to the Dragon Ball story, Bulma was the one who made the Dragon Ball Radar first. But she was still so young—could she really do it?

He couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

If Bulma couldn't make it, he'd have to ask Dr. Brief.

"It's done!" Bulma replied with a nod and a smile.

When she got her hands on the ball, she'd already come up with several designs. The first thing she planned to do was check for its waves. She knew that most things in the world emitted a particular kind of signal.

If she found that the ball didn't emit any waves, that was fine too. She had another plan.

But when she tested it, she found that the ball gave off a very unusual wave. As long as she could detect the signal, the rest would be easy.

So she quickly made the Dragon Ball Radar.

How could a little thing like this possibly stump her? Bulma looked at Kasso, waiting for praise.

She lifted her fair chin slightly, like a proud little swan.

Kasso smiled at the sight.

Bulma was so impressive at such a young age. She really was one of the smartest people in the Dragon Ball World.

"Now that I've made this for you, you can teach me how to fly, right?" Bulma asked, smiling sweetly at Kasso.

At first, she'd asked Kasso to teach her, but he hadn't answered. Then she'd turned to Ausbie—but now, seeing the little bundle lying on the sofa...

Um...

She decided it would be better to have Kasso teach her.

Bulma knew that when you took someone's gifts, you were obligated to return the favor, and when you ate their food, you were less inclined to refuse them. Now Kasso definitely couldn't turn her down.

At the thought, she was already imagining herself flying through the air.

Kasso: "..."

Sure enough, no one did anything nice without an ulterior motive.

But Bulma's family had helped him so much. Teaching her how to cultivate ki was fine. That way, when the Dragon Ball story really began, she'd at least be able to protect herself.

Besides, he had nothing to do during this peaceful stretch of time.

And it wasn't as if he had to take the Gravity Chamber back to Planet Sadala right away.

"Then I'll stay here for another month and teach you how to cultivate ki."

Kasso then added solemnly, "But I'm telling you, cultivating ki is hard work. Are you sure you want to learn?"

"Mm!" Bulma nodded firmly.

Kasso had only agreed after she'd begged him so many times. Bulma was afraid he might change his mind, so she nodded emphatically.

Besides, what kind of training wasn't hard?

She'd already prepared herself for it.

Watching the exchange between her younger sister and Kasso, Tights found it amusing. She knew Kasso would teach her too if she wanted to learn.

But she wasn't very interested in training. She was much more interested in writing novels.

Thinking of that, she decided she should start planning for her future too.

Tights had been at home for quite a while, unable to find any inspiration for her novels.

She'd met Kasso and Ausbie just a month ago. They were both tiny kids, but incredibly strong. A month later, Kasso had even taken her flying through the sky for fun.

The speed and thrill of flying through the air had a way of drawing people in.

Tights felt as if she'd found inspiration for her novel.