Become a God of Destruction for fun?
Son Gohan perked up his ears, thinking he had misheard.
He said, "What? Are you going to ditch your duties and run off, Lord Beerus?"
Beerus raised a hand and flicked him on the head.
"Watch your mouth!"
Knowing how tough Son Gohan was, Beerus had deliberately wrapped his finger in destruction energy. That flick actually hurt quite a bit.
Son Gohan held his head and laughed awkwardly. "Ahem, so you want to retire?"
Beerus said, "No, no, no. This is called strategically developing new talent."
Are you sure you don't just want to slack off?
"I've been a God of Destruction for a very long time, but I've never taken a disciple."
"When I saw that clown Belmod had taken one, well, I got curious."
"Give me a straight answer. Are you going to be a God of Destruction Intern or not?"
Son Gohan nodded. "I am."
He would have felt some pressure if he were becoming an actual God of Destruction.
After all, his life would be tied to the Supreme Kai's. On top of that, he would have to abide by certain restrictions. That was no fun at all.
Being a God of Destruction Intern was different. All he had to do was learn, and a little practice now and then wouldn't be a problem.
Wasn't Lord Beerus proof enough? He slept for decades or centuries at a time, and nothing ever happened to him.
Everyone knew the gods of the Dragon Ball world had plenty of leisure time.
They slept when they wanted and traveled around when they pleased.
If one of them occasionally trained, that alone was enough to demonstrate how exceptional and noble he was.
Beerus grinned. "Good. Starting today, you're Universe 7's God of Destruction Intern.