I Will Go

Early in the morning, after breakfast, Kashius and Trunks began talking in the living room.

"I know the general situation already." After pondering for a long while, Kashius gazed at Trunks as he spoke.

"What do you think, then? Could you come with me to the future?

That child is very shy around strangers. It was already no easy thing for him to come here with me last time." Trunks sat opposite Kashius, his voice filled with anticipation.

Although he did not particularly like Buds, Trunks could not deny that Buds truly was a pitiful child. He had lost his father at birth and struggled through a lonely life all by himself.

Based on that alone, Trunks had it far, far better than him. At the very least, Trunks had a mother who loved him, as well as Son Gohan, who looked after him and trained him.

But what did Buds have?

Nothing. Ever since his birth, he had struggled to survive alone. The family affection, friendship, and love unique to human society—he had none of them.

Yes, not a single one!

Aside from his considerable fighting strength, all he had was an outward appearance that seemed strong, and a heart that was unbearably fragile.

His hands hung limply over the sofa as Kashius leaned back, closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and let out a heavy breath.

"How old is he?"

"Almost thirteen."

"To be honest, Trunks, I never imagined that I would have a child in the future." Kashius parted his lips, his voice somewhat bitter.

Though he was curious about Buds's age, Kashius did not question it. He knew that Trunks and Bulma had no reason to deceive him.

"I suppose that child must have had a very hard life in the future."

As he spoke, Kashius