(The total value of gifts the day before yesterday exceeded 50, so here's an extra chapter. Thank you all for your little gifts. This author is extremely grateful.)
(Now that you've read this far, this author humbly asks for a five-star rating o＞_＜o)
"Hmm! An evil energy is approaching, and this energy... feels so familiar!"
Cold sweat trickled down Piccolo's forehead as he searched his memories for the owner of that energy. Then, a demonic figure flashed through his mind!
"It's... it's Frieza!" Piccolo said in panic!
Videl, who had been cooking in the kitchen, heard the commotion and came out curiously. Seeing her husband and Piccolo's grim expressions, she asked worriedly, "Gohan, Uncle Piccolo, what happened?"
Son Gohan looked at Videl, and his stern expression softened. He reassured her, "It's nothing, Videl. Please watch over Pan for a while. Uncle Piccolo and I have something to do, so we need to head out."
Videl sensed that Son Gohan was hiding something from her, but she did not press him. She simply smiled, took Pan from Piccolo's arms, and said to Gohan, "Gohan, I made dinner. Remember to come back early to eat."
"Yeah, I will!" Son Gohan nodded seriously.
Then Son Gohan and Piccolo flew into the sky, heading toward where Frieza was descending.
"This... this energy is... Frieza!" Krillin was already drenched in sweat from Frieza's energy. He would never forget that terrifyingly evil presence for the rest of his life.
"What should I do? Should I go stop Frieza?"
The thought had barely crossed his mind before Krillin began trembling in fear.
With shaking hands, he took out his phone and called Bulma...
The call was answered quickly.
"Bulma, listen to me, Frieza is here!" Krillin said in panic.
Bulma froze on the other end of