You're a Saiyan Too!

Damn! Where did this guy come from? I didn't sense him at all! Piccolo's alarm bells were ringing.

Nothing like this had ever happened before.

At his shout, Krillin and Son Gohan immediately took up fighting stances.

The newcomer didn't seem friendly. He hadn't attacked them outright, but they didn't know whether he was friend or foe, so they had to be cautious.

Seeing how tense the three of them were around him, Ron burst out laughing, clutching his sides.

The sight left Piccolo looking utterly bewildered, while Krillin and Son Gohan stared at him in confusion.

As the other man's laughter grew more and more blatant, Piccolo felt as if he were being insulted. He said coldly, "Judging by how you're dressed, you're one of Frieza's men too? You look like you barely escaped with your life. And now you're standing in front of us, laughing so brazenly. Are you looking to get yourself killed?"

"Get myself killed?" Ron stopped laughing, caught his breath, and took another good look at his clothes.

They really were a mess.

He'd been so focused on leaving the planet that had trapped him for twenty-five years that he'd completely forgotten he'd been wearing the same outfit for all that time.

If the Battle Suit weren't a tight-fitting garment that could stretch and shrink, he'd probably have been stuck wearing animal skins by now.

In truth, the Battle Suit had long since fallen apart. It was torn in several places and patched with animal skins and sinew.

But there wasn't much he could do about it. If he'd had any decent clothes to wear, he wouldn't have ended up looking like this.

Ron's behavior had clearly left Krillin and Son Gohan just as baffled.

Piccolo remained stern and cold, but there was still a trace of surprise deep in his eyes.

What was this guy's deal?

"Huh? You—you have a tail too! You're a Saiyan!" Krillin suddenly noticed it and cried out in surprise.

"A tail?" Son Gohan also looked at the tail tied around Ron's waist. His eyes widened, and he wore an incredulous expression.

"Besides Vegeta and Son Goku, there are still Saiyans left in the universe?" Even Piccolo couldn't hide his shock.

Hearing them, Ron's lips curled into a smile.

"I didn't expect you to figure out who I was so quickly. That's right, I'm a Saiyan too. You can call me Ron."

"Hmph! So what's a Saiyan like you doing here?" Piccolo demanded sternly.

"What am I doing? Just watching the show, of course. I want to see how far Kakarot can go against Frieza." Ron's casual attitude only made Piccolo and the others feel more pressure.

They weren't afraid of Ron attacking them. What worried them was that he might hold back and scheme against them.

If Ron didn't attack them and they attacked him instead, they'd be the ones in the wrong.

"Relax. We're not enemies. In a way, we're on the same side. Besides, I don't like fighting." Ron could see that the three of them had grown even more wary of him, so he spoke up again.

He made his intentions clear to save them the trouble of further suspicion.

Of course, whether they believed him was up to them.

Krillin and Son Gohan exchanged a glance, then looked at Piccolo.

Piccolo fell silent for a moment. The suspicion in his eyes remained, but since Ron had said that much, he could only rein in his hostility for now.

"You'd better not be up to anything. Otherwise, I'll make you regret showing up here," Piccolo said coldly.

At that, Ron's smile widened.

"Got it, got it." Ron gave a perfunctory reply, then a glint flashed in his eyes as he continued, "By the way, you can change people's clothes, right? Could you do me a favor and change mine? Something casual would be nice. I'm really sick of this outfit."

Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan were stunned all over again.

He was acting far too familiar with them—almost as if he felt entitled to ask.

"How do you know Uncle Piccolo can do that?" Son Gohan asked.

At the boy's innocent question, Ron winked at him and teased, "Don't all Namekians have that ability? Is it really so strange that I know?"

"Uh... is that right, Piccolo?" Krillin asked awkwardly.

How would Piccolo know?

Even after assimilating Nail, he hadn't received all of his memories.

He simply didn't answer.

A flicker of curiosity passed through his eyes.

He scrutinized Ron for a long time, but still couldn't gauge his strength.

All he could tell was that Ron was powerful.

And there was no trace of malice in his aura, so he could tentatively conclude that Ron hadn't come to cause trouble.

"I can change your clothes, but you'll have to tell me where you came from. I'm certain you weren't on Namek before," Piccolo said after thinking it over, his tone changing as he addressed Ron more formally.

Given the current situation, having one more ally was definitely better than having one more enemy.

Hearing Piccolo's calm question, Ron rested his hands on his hips. He made no attempt to hide the truth. "You're right! I only just arrived on Namek. You probably won't believe this, but I was trapped on a Primitive Planet for twenty-five whole years. If I hadn't sensed the energy from Kakarot and Frieza's battle, I might never have been able to leave that planet..."

Ron launched into a long, frustrated rant.

He'd been holding it in for far too long. Now that he'd finally escaped that planet and was talking with the original Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan, all those pent-up emotions came spilling out, and he turned into a chatterbox.

Piccolo, Krillin, and Son Gohan listened, completely bewildered.

"Wait a second. You said you were trapped on a Primitive Planet for twenty-five years! So how did you get to Namek?" Krillin asked, confused.

"Yeah, that doesn't add up. You're lying," Son Gohan followed up with a pointed question.

Piccolo said nothing, but it was obvious he was mostly suspicious.

"Of course I used Instant Transmission. I locked onto the energy here and crossed the space between universes... You probably can't understand. There weren't any habitable planets in the star system where I was trapped, so I couldn't leave. I have Kakarot and Frieza's battle to thank for this. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to lock onto their energy and use Instant Transmission to get here..." Ron answered directly, without the slightest hesitation.

There was nothing wrong with telling them the truth.

Besides, there was no real reason to hide something like this.

"Instant Transmission?"

"You locked onto their energy and crossed the universe?!"

Krillin and Son Gohan were stunned all over again.

Piccolo was just as shocked.

After his initial surprise, Piccolo quickly collected himself.

Ron gave him a strange feeling, as if the guy knew a great deal about them.

And he didn't seem surprised by the situation here at all.

After all, Frieza was currently battling Son Goku. If Son Goku lost, everyone would be killed.

Shouldn't Ron be thinking about escaping?