Videl had been hovering around him a lot lately.
During breaks, when he went out for some air, she followed behind, pretending to admire the scenery.
At lunch, she sat across from him in the cafeteria and watched Son Gohan eat.
Seriously, Son Gohan's appetite gave Videl another huge shock!
When school ended that afternoon and he had just stepped out of the teaching building, Videl appeared again at the end of the corridor.
Son Gohan knew exactly what she was up to. The girl wanted solid proof that he was Super Saiyaman.
But he did not find it annoying at all.
After all, having a pretty girl circling around him, staring at him with sparkling eyes—
And occasionally furrowing her brow in deep thought—was actually rather interesting.
Son Gohan had always been unusually patient with Videl, though he could not say why.
Maybe it was her earnestness. Or maybe she was simply pretty, and he liked her looks.
Just being around her improved his mood.
After several days, Videl had discovered nothing.
Going to school, attending class, eating, getting out of school—Son Gohan behaved as properly as an ordinary high school student.
But her instincts told her that there was definitely something off about him.
The first class that afternoon was PE.
The school was holding an inter-class baseball game.
In the locker room, the students were changing into baseball uniforms.
Son Gohan put on a dark baseball uniform, rolled his sleeves up to his forearms, and left his collar slightly open, looking clean and dashing.
Only his tail was a little conspicuous, coiled around his waist and making a bulge beneath his athletic uniform.
Videl emerged from the girls' locker room in a white-and-blue baseball uniform. The fabric hugged her figure, and her pant legs looked neat and