Chapter 10

Tights: I Want to Repay You!

Just as Indra was feeling somewhat speechless, the system issued a new notification.

Erase designated characters?

That could also advance him?

Indra knew all of those characters.

But when he saw the time span involved, Indra felt a headache coming on.

From Tao Pai Pai to Cell, that would take twenty years, wouldn't it?

In other words, he would have to wait at least another twenty years before he could advance to Platinum?

That was nowhere near as fast as erasing a large city.

If that did not work, he would try erasing a medium-sized city tomorrow and see whether it increased the advancement count.

Indra appeared before Tights's car with a deeply troubled expression.

"Did things not go well at work?" Seeing Indra's gloomy face, Tights hurriedly asked with concern.

"Forget it." Indra shook his head.

"It's okay. If it doesn't work out, just quit," Tights suggested.

"Are there any cities nearby that are a little smaller than West City?" Indra asked.

"A smaller city?" Tights did not understand what Indra meant.

"Forget it. They all have wives, children, friends, and family. I'd better wait a little longer. I have eternal youth anyway. Why am I in such a rush to reach King? Do I want to erase the entire universe?" Indra gently shook his head and decided to wait.

Erasing a city with a casual wave of his hand would be nothing more than a small gesture to Indra.

Indra was not some bleeding-heart saint, but neither did he want to casually slaughter innocent people.

At the very least, Indra was already invincible in the mortal realm.

Even if he encountered gods—gods like the Supreme Kais—he could still kill them with a single slap.

As for whether he could defeat the God of Destruction, Beerus, Indra could not say for sure.

If he could not beat him, he could just wave his hand and erase him. That was how miraculous it was.

Still, Beerus would not awaken for at least another thirty years, right?

"Indra, what are you talking about?" Tights looked at him in confusion.

"Tights, can you help me find somewhere to settle down?" Indra asked.

"Of course. You saved me, so come live at my house," Tights suggested.

"Actually, that was what I had in mind too. I was just too embarrassed to say it." Indra smiled.

Tights: "..."

You really were straightforward.

She did not even know how to respond.

Two hours later.

Tights brought Indra to Capsule Corporation headquarters.

"Look, this is my home. It's huge, right?" Tights looked at Indra with a hint of pride, her expression practically saying: Praise me. Hurry up and praise me.

See? I'm the daughter of a wealthy family.

You saved me, so your future is looking bright now.

"Not bad. It's much bigger than my home on Frieza Planet 88." Indra nodded slightly.

"Frieza? Planet 88? What does that mean?" Tights looked completely bewildered.

"Nothing. Just a planet about the same size as Earth." Indra smiled.

"Haha... you really know how to joke..." Tights innocently assumed Indra was joking with her.

Under Tights's lead, Indra met her parents, including Dr. Brief.

As well as Tights's younger sister, Bulma.

"Are you my brother-in-law?" Bulma looked to be less than five years old. She stared at Indra with wide, curious eyes, studying him closely.

"Bulma, don't talk nonsense!" A blush spread across Tights's face.

"Tights, don't tell me you've taken a liking to Indra?" Bulma's mother directly asked her daughter in front of Indra.

"Hehe, the young man looks quite spirited... Tights has grown up. She's never brought a boy home before." Dr. Brief adjusted his glasses.

"So that means I have a brother-in-law?" Bulma looked thoughtfully at Indra.

"Dad, Mom, Bulma, it's really not what you think!" Tights said, her face red.

As she spoke, Tights glanced over and saw Indra calmly drinking tea as though nothing had happened.

"Hey, say something!" Tights shouted at Indra.

"Since they all think that way, what's the point of explaining?" Indra smiled. "The more you explain, the less they'll believe you."

Tights: "..."

You make so much sense that I don't even know how to argue back.

"By the way, Indra, what do you do for work?" Dr. Brief asked.

"Indra is an excellent magician," Tights hurriedly said.

"A magician?" Dr. Brief was taken aback.

"Brother-in-law, put on a show for us," Bulma said, her eyes shining.

Whoosh!

With a casual wave of Indra's hand, the cup on the coffee table mysteriously vanished.

Bulma's family stared wide-eyed.

How amazing.

Was it really magic?

And so, Indra temporarily moved in with Tights's family.

Before they knew it, twelve years had flown by.

Indra had lived quite comfortably with Tights's family.

Tights, meanwhile, had taken up the career she loved—writing novels.

With Indra's help, Tights's writing career had flourished.

Tights didn't need to travel through space at all to write captivating novels.

The method was simple. Indra merely told Tights about some period dramas he had watched in his previous life, and after she adapted them into novels, they became hugely popular.

Brother-in-Law, Look What I Found

After all, those famous television dramas had all been adapted from bestselling novels.

By now, Tights had become a renowned author on Earth.

Today was like any other day. Tights was still writing in her study.

With nothing to do, Indra lounged in the yard, soaking up the sun.

In his hand, Indra held the Time Ring he had gotten from Shin, idly playing with it.

Twelve years had passed, yet Indra still hadn't figured out how to use the ring.

If it could travel through time, Indra would definitely go straight to the future and erase those five designated people, raising his Erasure ability to Platinum as soon as possible.

But after twelve years, Indra had gradually come to enjoy this quiet, peaceful life.

Why bother with Platinum Erasure?

He was already invincible anyway.

Sometimes, that was all Indra could do—comfort himself.

Of course, Indra hadn't given up on training.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he was never able to cultivate ki.

Still, Indra's physical strength was anything but weak.

Whatever. It didn't matter.

With Erasure, why the hell would he need to train?

"I did it! I finally finished it! I'm such a genius!"

Indra was resting with his eyes closed in the sun when he heard a girl cry out excitedly from the next room.

Immediately afterward, a blue-haired girl ran out of the room, holding a round device as she rushed over to Indra.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, look what I made!" The girl held up the round device and patted her chest.

The girl was Bulma.

Bulma was sixteen now, a young girl in the bloom of youth.

"Your chest?" Indra glanced at the spot Bulma had lightly patted.

Bulma: "..."

"What's so special about that? It's not like your sister doesn't have one," Indra said without batting an eye.

But Indra had already spotted the Dragon Radar in Bulma's hand.

Was Bulma finally going to search for the Dragon Balls?

"Brother-in-law! I mean this! This! Where are you looking?!" Bulma shouted angrily, waving the Dragon Radar in her hand.

"I thought you wanted me to look... Ahem, but now that you mention it, I did watch you grow up." Indra smiled.

"Brother-in-law... you said you watched me grow up... Why do I feel like there's some deeper meaning behind that?" Bulma's face flushed.

"What are you holding?" Indra changed the subject, knowingly asking the question while pretending to be curious.

"Hehe, after three whole months of research and digging through countless ancient texts, I finally uncovered a huge secret!" Bulma grinned and pulled a glittering golden orb from behind her back. "Ta-da-da-da! Brother-in-law, look! What is this?"

"What a pretty bead." Indra nodded.

"Brother-in-law, this isn't an ordinary bead. This little thing is amazing!" Bulma said mysteriously.

As they spoke, Tights stretched and walked out of her room.

"Big sister, come take a look! Look what I found!" Bulma called out to Tights.

"What is it, Bulma?" Tights walked over step by step.

"Look, what is this?" Bulma held the Dragon Ball out before Tights.

"This is..." Tights' beautiful eyes widened as she stared in surprise at the Dragon Ball in Bulma's hand.

"Hehe, do you know what this is?" Bulma could not have looked more pleased with herself.

Ask me!

Hurry up and ask me!

"Isn't this a Dragon Ball? Are Dragon Balls really this small?" Tights snatched up the Dragon Ball and held it before her eyes, examining it curiously. With a puzzled expression, she said, "It doesn't look like a replica. Is it a real Dragon Ball?"

Bulma was stunned, staring blankly at her sister.

"It's real." Indra smiled and nodded.

"It really is a Dragon Ball? There are Dragon Balls on Earth too?" Tights was utterly astonished.