Dragon Ball: Reborn as a Saiyan, They Covet Me

It seemed I had touched upon a sore subject.

However, Bulma still couldn't help but voice her question.

After all, suppressing one's curiosity was truly too difficult.

"How could you not have a mother? Don't tell me your father picked you up somewhere?"

A hint of smugness appeared on Chi-Chi's face. "My dad said I originally had two moms, but they were always fighting.

Dad was afraid they'd be a bad influence on me, so he chased them both away.

My dad even told me to tell people that I was a free gift for topping up his phone credit!"

Bulma was left speechless. Heh... what kind of bizarre family setup is this? It's even more eccentric than my own. I shouldn't have listened to a little kid's nonsense...

Just then, the scent of food and the sound of meat sizzling drifted over from nearby.

Son Goku looked toward the two of them.

"You must both be hungry. It'll be ready in a second."

With that, Son Goku picked up a piece of roasted dragon meat, sliced it into large chunks, placed them on a plate, and set it in front of Bulma and Chi-Chi.

"Try it and see how it tastes."

Bulma and Chi-Chi exchanged a glance, then both took a bite of the meat.

The next instant, both of their eyes lit up.

Bulma exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, this is delicious!"

Chi-Chi also wore a look of pure bliss, chiming in, "Yeah, yeah, it really is so good. I've never eaten anything this tasty in my entire life."

Bulma gave Son Goku a thumbs-up and praised him, "Son Goku, your roasted meat is amazing!"

Son Goku smiled smugly. "That goes without saying. Even my grandpa said that my roasted dinosaur meat is exceptionally good. This is my specialty! If you two like it, eat as much as you want—there's plenty!"

As he spoke, Son Goku picked up a large piece of roasted meat and began to gnaw on it.

After finishing her piece, Chi-Chi stared at Son Goku, lost in thought.

Son Goku noticed her gaze and turned to look at her.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?"

Chi-Chi said earnestly, "Son Goku, not only are you great at martial arts, but you can even roast meat. You're so talented. I've decided: I'm going to work hard at learning how to cook so I can be a good wife when I grow up. So, Son Goku, will you marry me when you grow up?"

Hearing this from Chi-Chi, Bulma couldn't help but knit her brows.

Good grief.

They hadn't even been talking for long, and Chi-Chi had already mentioned wanting to be his bride eight times.

Could it be that this was fated?

No wonder Chi-Chi was able to whisk Son Goku away at that year's martial arts tournament.

At this age, neither Chi-Chi nor Son Goku understood anything, and even when Son Goku grew up, he still didn't understand what marriage meant.

So, at the tournament, Son Goku must have muddled his way into marrying Chi-Chi because of this childhood promise that felt like a joke.

No way!

Losing to a girl like Chi-Chi who just appeared out of nowhere—Bulma was deeply unwilling to accept that.

Just as Bulma was about to interrupt Chi-Chi, Son Goku spoke up.

He said seriously, "Chi-Chi, marriage is something for adults. We're both just kids, so we shouldn't be talking about these things."

Chi-Chi looked at Son Goku and blinked.

"Oh, alright then. My marriage should definitely be handled by my dad!"

Son Goku: "Mm!"

Bulma finally breathed a sigh of relief after learning of Son Goku's attitude.

Although it felt like she hadn't done much, the result was all that mattered.

The next day.

Bulma, Chi-Chi, and Little Goku squeezed onto the Flying Nimbus together and headed for Fire Mountain.

Because they were traveling at nearly full speed, the trio reached their destination in just one hour.

The area was adjacent to the raging inferno and was incredibly scorching.

The three of them were already drenched in sweat.

Seeing the Ox-King, Chi-Chi jumped off the Flying Nimbus first.

"Daddy, I'm back!"

The Ox-King was pleasantly surprised when he saw the Flying Nimbus.

"Oh my, Chi-Chi, you're amazing! You found Master Roshi so quickly and even brought back his Flying Nimbus!"

Chi-Chi immediately explained, "No, that's not it, Daddy. I didn't find Master Roshi; this Flying Nimbus belongs to Bulma. They saved me last night, and you should thank them properly."

As she spoke, Bulma and Son Goku both climbed down from the Flying Nimbus.

The Ox-King was curious to see that the people stepping off the Flying Nimbus were not Master Roshi, but a man and a woman he didn't recognize.

"Eh, what's going on? Why are you riding the Master's Flying Nimbus?"

"Where did you get your Flying Nimbus?" the Ox-King asked curiously.

Bulma explained, "Master Roshi gave it to us, naturally."

The Ox-King looked a bit disappointed. "I got my hopes up for nothing. So the Master didn't come, that's a real shame... However, since the Master gave you the Flying Nimbus, you must know where he is, right?"

Bulma nodded. "Yes, we do."

At that moment, Chi-Chi pulled the Ox-King aside and explained Bulma's request.

"Daddy, Bulma says she has something to discuss with you. She says she can help you put out the fire, and in exchange, you have to give her a Dragon Ball."

"A Dragon Ball?"

The Ox-King scratched his head; he had no idea what a Dragon Ball was.

Just then, Bulma pulled out a Dragon Ball.

"Mr. Ox-King, this is a Dragon Ball. According to my radar, there should be one inside your castle."

The Ox-King looked at the Dragon Ball, and it seemed to jog his memory.

"So that's what it is! That's right, I think I've seen one of these before. No problem! As long as you can help me borrow the Master's Bansho Fan to put out the fire, once I can get into the castle, that orb is yours!"

Hearing the Ox-King's agreement, a faint smile tugged at the corner of Bulma's mouth.

"Alright, it's a deal."

"It's a deal!"

After saying that, Bulma looked at Son Goku.

"Goku, why don't you try using the Kamehameha? If you can't put out the fire, I'll go find Master Roshi."

"Okay!" Son Goku replied.

Hearing the mention of the Kamehameha, the Ox-King was shocked once again. He looked at Son Goku and asked, "You said Kamehameha—could it be that you know the Master's signature technique, the Kamehameha?"

Son Goku nodded. "Yeah, I can!"

The Ox-King was overjoyed.

"Back when I was training under Master Roshi, I never managed to learn the Kamehameha.

I never expected someone as small as you to have mastered such a technique!

It seems your talent is truly exceptional!

I imagine the Master must be very happy to have a disciple like you!!"

Son Goku shook his head. "That's not it. I didn't take a master.

My martial arts and ki techniques were taught to me by my grandpa."

"Taught to you by your grandpa?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ox-King caught sight of Son Goku's Power Pole.

"Hey, is that staff of yours the Power Pole?"

Son Goku nodded. "Yeah, it is.

My grandpa gave it to me, too. His name is Son Gohan."

The Ox-King's pupils dilated in shock.

"Son Gohan!"

"So you're his grandson!"

"Hahahaha, we're all family then!

Your grandpa was Master Roshi's top disciple, and I was his second.

Plus, you're Son Gohan's grandson—our connection is closer than I thought!"