Vegeta headed straight into Kame House.
As soon as he reached the door, he heard lively dance music coming from inside.
Vegeta peered in through the doorway.
Master Roshi, the old lecher, had his eyes pressed right up against the TV, practically trying to stick his mouth to it too.
On the screen, several pretty young women in bikinis were dancing gracefully.
Their dance was exceptionally beautiful.
Master Roshi was drooling all over the floor.
Vegeta shook his head and searched the room for the Dragon Balls.
Fortunately, Master Roshi's Dragon Ball wasn't hard to find. It was sitting right there on the table.
Vegeta walked over, picked it up, and left.
Master Roshi never even realized that someone had entered his house.
Just like that, he had his second Dragon Ball.
Next, following the Guardian of Earth's directions, Vegeta successfully found six Dragon Balls.
"The last Dragon Ball is at Capsule Corp headquarters—in other words, at Dr. Brief's house. It's in the storeroom," the Guardian of Earth said.
Vegeta nodded.
Then he picked up the pirate's treasure chest and flew quickly toward Capsule Corp headquarters.
The Guardian of Earth stared in surprise.
What was the guy going to do with a treasure chest?
"Whoosh!"
Vegeta dropped from the sky, hands in his pockets, and landed in the courtyard of Bulma's house.
As soon as he landed, he spotted Bulma nearby, and the two came face-to-face.
Bulma was only four years old, but she was still quite cute.
"Huh? You flew here? Are you an alien?" Bulma rubbed her eyes and asked, looking at Vegeta.
"I am." Vegeta nodded. "Here, I have a present for you."
As he spoke, Vegeta set the treasure chest down on the ground.
Bulma leaned closer, curious.
Vegeta kicked the chest open.
It was filled to the brim with all kinds of jewelry.
Bulma was stunned.
"Th-these are for me?" Bulma couldn't believe her luck.
"That's right. Take them all if you like," Vegeta said with a nod.
"I'm rich!" Bulma threw herself onto the jewelry, practically ready to take a nice nap on top of it.
Vegeta: "..."
Rich people really did love money.
Your family was already the richest in the world.
And you're still this excited to see so much money?
For your family, money was just a number, wasn't it?
What a vulgar woman!
"How much would all this be worth if it were converted into money?" Bulma rummaged through the jewelry in the chest, marveling at it.
"Several trillion, at least," Vegeta said.
"You're such a good person..." Bulma was moved to tears.
"Mm. Glad you know it," Vegeta said with a nod.
"You brought all this money here because you want to marry me, didn't you?" Bulma asked eagerly.
Vegeta: "..."
"Okay, I agree to marry you!" Bulma said earnestly.
Vegeta was at a loss for words.
"Bulma, Bulma..."
Just then, Bulma's mother, Panchy, called out from a distance.
"Oh no... My mom's here. Remember, I'm going to marry you," Bulma said.
"What does your mom being here have to do with you marrying me?" Vegeta asked, baffled.
The next moment, Vegeta saw Bulma's mother walking over from a distance.
"Bulma, you're skipping class again. Why aren't you at kindergarten?" Panchy asked, looking at her.
"Mom, Mom, look! My husband came to marry me. I'm getting married today, so I don't have to go to kindergarten," Bulma said hurriedly, pointing at the treasure chest on the ground and Vegeta standing beside it.
Vegeta: "..."
Bulma, you really are something.
You'd marry yourself off just to get out of kindergarten?
"Ahem... Who is this little boy? Is he your classmate?" Panchy asked, glancing at Vegeta.
"No, he's my husband. We're getting married today," Bulma said.
"Bulma, even if you're getting married today, you still have to go to kindergarten!" Panchy said.
"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm not going! I just won't go!" Bulma shook her head like a rattle drum.
"Oh, my... Are you playing a treasure chest game?" Panchy finally noticed the chest. She walked closer, took a look, and picked up a piece of jewelry.
Panchy had assumed the children were just playing house.
But after weighing the jewelry in her hand, she realized it didn't seem fake.
"Th-this... It's all... It's all real?" Panchy was dumbfounded and quickly called for Bulma's father.
Dr. Brief immediately pedaled over on his bicycle.
"What? Jewelry? A whole chest of jewelry?" Dr. Brief was just as shocked. He examined a few pieces with a magnifying glass. "These are definitely real, though the designs look a little old..."
"I found them at a pirate base, so I brought them here to give to you," Vegeta said with a smile.
"You... You're giving these to us, little one?" Dr. Brief asked, looking at Vegeta in surprise.
"Yes. Think of it as a gift for our first meeting," Vegeta said with a nod.
"Little one, you want us to keep the jewelry for you, right?" Dr. Brief quickly figured it out. "You think your parents might hide it all away if you take it home..."
"No, I'm giving it to you on purpose," Vegeta said with a smile. "You don't have to be polite."
"He came here to marry me. This is his bride price," Bulma hurriedly explained.
"Bulma... You don't have to go to kindergarten today," Panchy said with a sigh.
"Really? That's great!" Bulma breathed a sigh of relief.
Bulma thought about it and decided she really had it rough.
Every day, she had to rack her brains to skip kindergarten.
What excuse should she come up with tomorrow?
No, tomorrow she'd get this little boy to take her on a honeymoon.
Newlyweds always went on honeymoons, didn't they?
That was a great idea.
"Little one, what's your name? Where do you live?" Dr. Brief thought the jewelry was far too valuable, so he figured he should get in touch with the boy's family.
Our family is already the richest in the world.
What would we need this jewelry for?
"My name is Vegeta. My home is on the distant Planet Vegeta." Vegeta pointed at the sky. "But I think our planet might be about to explode..."
Dr. Brief: "????"
Panchy: "????"
The couple looked utterly confused.