"Excuse me, are you Martial Heaven Teacher?"
Jerry set the milk tea on the table and jumped down from the sofa.
"That's right. Huh, who are you, kid? How did you get into my house?"
Turtle Hermit pounded his lower back, then swayed his hips from side to side as he asked.
"My name is Jerry Carmen. I want to become your disciple and learn martial arts."
Jerry stated his purpose very directly.
Turtle Hermit looked Jerry up and down, then waved a hand.
"No, no. I stopped taking disciples long ago. You're still so young. Give up and go home already, or your family will worry."
With that, he turned and headed for the refrigerator in the kitchen, seemingly intending to eat something to replenish the blood he had just lost through his nose.
Jerry had expected Turtle Hermit's reaction. As the reclusive God of Martial Arts of his generation, how could he so easily accept a child of unknown background as his disciple?
In the anime, he had accepted Goku because Goku was the child adopted by Gohan, Turtle Hermit's disciple. Goku was also kind-hearted enough to ride the Flying Nimbus.
However, since Jerry had traveled so far to come here, he naturally had already thought of a solution.
He had no connection to Turtle Hermit and could not take Goku's route, but he could take Krillin's route and exploit Turtle Hermit's weakness to make him accept him as a disciple.
"Martial Heaven Teacher, I brought you a gift. Please take a look first."
Jerry snapped his fingers, and an extremely sexy photo book of female celebrities appeared in his hand.
Turtle Hermit opened the refrigerator and took out a cup of frozen watermelon juice, intending to drink some to replenish his blood. When he turned around and