The Desire for Speed

"In other words, right now, we have five million?"

In the hospital, Kashius lay on the bed, wrapped up like a rice dumpling in bandages, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Yeah, Kashius. Grandpa Jackie Chun split half the prize money with us."

Kid Goku nodded, his expression adorably dumb.

"Really? Damn, looks like that old turtle geezer's got a pretty good heart." Kashius thought it over silently, looking a little surprised.

"Actually, Kid Goku wasn't willing to forfeit the match. He insisted on dragging his badly injured body back to compete, so Contestant Jackie Chun used half the prize money to make Kid Goku give up."

Seeing Kashius fall silent, little Krillin at the side opened his mouth to explain.

After hearing little Krillin's explanation, Kashius gave Kid Goku a few meaningful glances, and an evil smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It made Kid Goku's skin crawl, and he hurriedly turned his gaze away.

"So that's how it was. Still, that's not bad at all. At the very least, I can finally buy a sports car now. This time, no matter what anyone says, I'm going street racing!!! Anyone who dares get in my way, I'll wipe them out!!!"

Little Krillin looked at the two brothers, utterly speechless.

"Oh, right. Where's the dirty old man?" Kashius suddenly asked.

"Oh, you mean Master Roshi. I remember he came to visit you once, then snuck off all shifty-looking. But judging by that sleazy smile on his face, I think he probably went off to do something bad."

Hearing that, Krillin explained.

Sneaking around? A sleazy smile? Oh, right, that dirty old man got five million too. How did I forget about that?

What a dirty old man! Terminal pervert cancer. No saving him!

Then, for a certain wish in his heart, Kashius looked at Kid Goku with burning eyes.

"Um, Brother, since you got so much money, giving me a little should be fine, right?"

Kashius's expression was calm. He had absolutely no idea how to spell the word shame, as though this whole thing was only natural.

"Sure. If you want it, Kashius, I'll give it all to you."

Kid Goku agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Kashius's brow twitched slightly, and he looked a bit shocked, but then he returned to normal.

What am I even shocked about? Isn't this totally normal?

When had Son Goku ever had any concept of money? If he hadn't married Chi-Chi and been forced by Chi-Chi's pressure, he probably would've gone his whole life without ever thinking about earning money.

But little Krillin at the side was nowhere near as calm as Kashius. His face was full of disbelief.

Hey, hey, hey, that's five million! Goku, oh Goku, you hand over five million just like that? Even real brothers settle accounts clearly. Seriously, I understand these two guys less and less.

"No, you don't need to give me that much. I only need two million. Keep the rest for yourself, to get a wife someday."

Kashius looked at little Krillin's shocked expression and laughed a little awkwardly.

"Oh, then I'll keep some. Hey, Krillin, do you want some too?" After nodding a little blankly, Kid Goku turned to look at little Krillin and asked.

"N-no, no need, Goku. Keep it yourself." Little Krillin hurriedly waved his hands, indicating that he didn't need any.

At that moment, an image suddenly appeared in Kashius's mind of himself, Kid Goku, and little Krillin driving sports cars and racing down the highway.

Heh heh heh, that's it.

So Kashius turned to look at Krillin and said, "Hey, Krillin, now that we've got money, we definitely have to do something big!"

"That's true, but... but the money isn't ours." Little Krillin looked at Kashius, then at Kid Goku, and said weakly.

"What are you talking about? The three of us are brothers. Your money is my money, Brother's money is our money, and my money is still my money. I'm right, aren't I, Brother?"

Con artist mode—activate!

Although little Krillin was very happy that Kashius considered him a brother, when it came to this money and that money, little Krillin kept feeling like something was wrong, but he couldn't quite say what.

This made little Krillin very depressed.

As for our little Kid Goku, with his simple mind, he was even less able to notice anything, so he could only nod and say yes.

Seeing this scene, Kashius couldn't help laughing inwardly and thought, "Looks like, as a transmigrator, yours truly is still pretty cultured. See? Didn't I just bluff these two classmates into a daze?"

At that moment, two figures slowly walked into the hospital room. When Kashius saw that head of smooth blue hair, he immediately knew who had come.

Bulma and Yamcha, plus one of Yamcha's pets.

"Looks like you two are in pretty good spirits, Goku, Kashius." After saying hello, Bulma found a chair and sat down.

Well, well. Yours truly was just planning to come find you at your house after I healed up. Didn't expect you to deliver yourself to my door.

"Bulma, Yamcha, hello," Kid Goku said.

"Hello," Kashius said.

"Oh, right, this is Krillin. He's a good brother of ours."

Glancing at little Krillin, who looked a bit uncomfortable, Kashius introduced him to Bulma and Yamcha.

"N-nice to meet you." Little Krillin was clearly a little shy, and even his voice trembled.

"Looks like the three of you really are monsters, huh? Especially you and Goku. You're practically monsters among monsters." Yamcha looked at little Krillin and then remembered.

This guy—wasn't he the one from the tournament that day who used that strange beam?

At that moment, Bulma was studying Kashius with great interest. It left him completely baffled, unable to figure out what she was up to.

It was no wonder. After all, Kashius had shown such overwhelming strength at the World Martial Arts Tournament back then, and he wasn't short, either. He was handsome too, so naturally he drew extra attention.

"Ahem!"

After coughing lightly a few times, Kashius made a request of Bulma.

"Um, Bulma, could I borrow the Dragon Radar for a bit? I need to find Shenron for something."

"I happened to bring the Dragon Radar with me. Since you want it, I'll just give this one to you. I'll make a new one later."

Bulma did not say much about it. She reached a fair hand into the bag she had brought with her, took out the Dragon Radar, and handed it to Kashius.

"Kashius, so this is why you came looking for Bulma." At that moment, Kid Goku suddenly spoke up from the side, his face showing sudden realization.

"Yeah. I need to find Shenron for something."

"Why don't you just say you have a wish you want Shenron to grant?" Before Kashius could finish, Bulma cut him off.

"Uh... hehe."

At that, Kashius could only scratch his head and give an awkward laugh.

"Speaking of which, you really were ridiculously strong that day, Kashius. You beat me up that badly using only one hand."

At that moment, Yamcha spoke.

"Uh... hehe..."

As for that, Kashius could only say it wasn't his fault. If he had used both hands and feet, Yamcha probably would have vanished without a trace long ago.

"Oh, right, Bulma, could I ask you for one more favor?"

At that moment, Kashius suddenly remembered something extremely important. It concerned whether he could safely get through the plot in the future—a huge issue!

Bulma found this a little strange too, but because of her friendship with Kid Goku, she nodded.

Seeing this, Kashius did not beat around the bush at all and got straight to the point.

"It's like this. Could you help me build a Gravity Chamber? I think that if I trained inside one, I'd get twice the result with half the effort."

"A Gravity Chamber?" Bulma was a little puzzled by the thing.

"Yeah. Can you do it? Don't worry, I'll pay. Really, you have to believe me..."

Kashius had wanted to keep talking, but when he saw little Krillin's contemptuous gaze, he could only laugh awkwardly and feel too embarrassed to continue.

"Since you're Goku's younger brother, money won't be necessary. But I've never made something like this before, so I'll have to go back and think about how to do it." Perhaps afraid that Kashius would worry she could not make it, or perhaps out of the pride of a genius girl, Bulma continued, "Mm~ But you don't need to worry too much. How about this? Three months from now, come find me at my house. By then, I'll show you the Gravity Chamber I made."

"Mm, thank you so much."