Blue light burst from Yamato's chest, bleaching the Ramen Shop white.
Tables and chairs slid backward, the bowl rack clattered, and the liquor bottles Haku had just arranged began knocking together again. Haku reached out and steadied the most expensive bottle without so much as an unnecessary reaction on his face.
Yamato floated two inches off the floor, his eyes rolled back and his limbs twitching rigidly. The geometric formation diagram on his chest shone with a blinding light.
"Help!"
"I feel like someone just poured a hundred thousand bowls of ramen down my throat! I'm so stuffed it's about to come spraying back out!"
The cry was heartfelt.
Teuchi poked his head out of the kitchen, his spatula frozen in midair.
"A hundred thousand bowls? I'll put it on your tab."
Yamato nearly passed out on the spot.
Trunks stood beside the table with his arms folded. The energy gusts ruffled his short blue hair a little, but he hadn't stepped back an inch.
After watching for a moment, he clicked his tongue.
"Goten, you put that cooling patch on backward."
"This wooden guy's turned into a gigantic wireless router. He's forcibly downloading the blue light from the crystal."
"Turn the power up a little more and he could light every bulb in Konoha."
Ino's scalp prickled as she listened.
"Could you two stop talking so casually about someone who's about to explode?"
Sakura had already raised her hands to form medical hand seals. Green light had barely emerged from her palms before the blue light scattered it.
"It's no good. My chakra can't get in. That energy has blocked every channel in his body."
Goten picked at his ear, his face full of distaste.
"So damn noisy."
He stepped forward, and the floor made another sound that sent