Buds

Another timeline.

Inside a house that was neither luxurious nor simple, Trunks sat on a stool by the table, looking at the bruised and battered boy lying on the bed, feeling somewhat frustrated.

Because Bulma had appeared in time, Trunks, who had originally intended to kill him, had instead given him a brutal beating. But Trunks had been pretty ruthless too, beating the boy until he was bedridden and paralyzed, with only a single breath left in him.

He said it was to avenge the Earthlings this guy had killed, but because of the androids, most Earthlings had previously built underground shelters, so this brat's attack had not caused many casualties.

They had all promptly hidden in the underground shelters, avoiding the miserable fate of being blown to death by his energy blasts.

"Ugh, I really don't understand why Mom insists on keeping this kid alive.

Mai, I think we should just finish him off. Like Uncle Kashius said, pull up the roots and end it once and for all!"

Trunks looked at the woman seated beside him, his lips pursed in obvious displeasure.

"That won't do, Trunks. Aunt Bulma told me to keep a close eye on you, so you can't act recklessly."

The woman smiled and decisively rejected Trunks's suggestion.

She was very beautiful, stunning even. Her smooth black hair fell to her shoulders, exceptionally fine, sleek, and glossy. She wore an azure dress that left her long, snow-white legs exposed.

Yep, target confirmed: long, straight black hair!

"What? I seriously don't understand Mom.

A villain like him..."

"What? Trunks? What villain?" At that moment, a somewhat weary voice came from outside the door.

Then, with a click, the door opened. A woman with long blue hair, dressed in white robes and carrying a tray piled with food,