"Yes, you! You're different from King Piccolo. You're good by nature. You must have helped plenty of people over the past three years. When you saw their heartfelt smiles and gratitude, did you feel happy?" Goku asked Piccolo in return.
Hearing Goku's words, Piccolo fell into thought. He recalled the people he had helped, and remembered a little girl.
The little girl took out a lollipop and said to him with an innocent smile on her face,
"Mister, thank you! Have some candy. Lollipops are really sweet."
"Tch, I don't need it."
He had hurriedly flown away after saying that. If his present self asked how he had felt back then, he would definitely answer that he had been happy.
"Thank you!" × n
Countless people thanked him in his mind, their voices seeming to overlap at that moment.
"All right, that's all I have to say. That's why I killed King Piccolo. Of course, since I did kill King Piccolo, if you still hate me, then come at me. Sigh!"
Goku sighed and looked at Piccolo with a melancholy expression.
Piccolo looked at Goku, torn. It was true. Over the past three years, he had grown to love Earth and the people living on this planet.
Yet his father had wanted to destroy this beautiful world. Perhaps his death had been fated!
Goku truly hadn't expected his talk no jutsu to actually succeed. Goku had to say, that was some real filial piety. The whole room was filled with filial laughter, as they say.
After coming to his senses, Piccolo looked at Goku and snorted.
"Hmph, we can talk about revenge later. Let's finish this match first!"
"Okay."
Piccolo took his stance, only to find Goku standing motionless.
"Why aren't you moving?" Piccolo couldn't help feeling puzzled.
"You make the first move. I'll let you hit me as an apology for killing your father."
Goku's words left Piccolo at a loss. For a moment, he actually felt like he deserved to die! He had tried to take revenge on such a kind person.
"Hmph, there's no need. I've already let go of my hatred."
King Piccolo: 666, such filial piety! Such filial piety!
Hearing that, Goku smiled faintly and took a defensive stance.
"Come on!"
Seeing that Goku had finally assumed a defensive stance, Piccolo smiled too, then threw a punch at him.
In the end, Goku won the match without any surprises.
After slapping Piccolo's Special Beam Cannon away, Goku punched him in the stomach, sending him crashing into the wall.
After the announcer declared the winner, Goku walked off the stage and pulled Piccolo out of the wall.
"How about training with me from now on? So we can better protect this beautiful planet."
Piccolo's green face reddened slightly when he heard that. In the end, he answered haughtily, "Tch, no need."
Goku had known Piccolo would answer like that. After all, among the tsunderes in Dragon Ball, he was second only to Vegeta.
"Then I'll give you something later. It'll help with your training."
"Hmph!"
Piccolo left with a cold snort and flew away.
Goku watched the dark figure recede into the sky and shook his head helplessly.
The match had been broadcast live around the world, and countless people cheered when Goku won with overwhelming strength.
A small number of them smiled in relief. They were people Piccolo had helped, and they firmly believed he was a good person.
After collecting his prize money, Goku joined the others, though he no longer thought much of that little bit of money.
As soon as he joined them, Goku felt a soft hand latch onto the flesh at his waist.
"Goku, can you explain who that girl in the qipao was?" Bulma looked at Goku with a dangerously kind expression.
"Bulma, have you forgotten the Ox-King's family? That was Chi-Chi. She was just saying hello to me," Goku hurriedly explained.
Hearing that, Bulma released the flesh she had been pinching.
"So that was Chi-Chi. Even when she was little, I thought she'd be beautiful when she grew up."
Bulma's memories of their first search for the Dragon Balls were very clear.
"Now that she's become so beautiful, do you like her?" Bulma posed a deadly question.
Goku smiled when he heard it and pulled Bulma into his arms. His gentle voice sounded beside her ear.
"No. Loving you alone is enough. My heart is small; there's only room in it for you."
Bulma's fair skin instantly turned bright red. She had never heard Goku say anything so sappy before.
"Oh, stop it, we're still out in public!" Bulma, who was usually so open, had actually grown shy.
Seeing Bulma like this, Goku couldn't help feeling that all those sweet nothings he'd read in his previous life hadn't gone to waste.
"Goku!"
Just then, Chi-Chi walked over to them in her qipao. Bulma looked at her with a hint of hostility.
Chi-Chi naturally noticed Bulma's gaze. Seeing how tall and handsome Goku was, she would have been lying if she said she wasn't attracted to him.
But what of it? Some people were destined to meet but not be together, like Goku and Bulma in the original story, or Goku and Chi-Chi now.
She couldn't bring herself to steal another woman's man, either.
"Mm, Chi-Chi," Goku answered. He noticed that Bulma was holding his arm tightly, though the pressure was a little uncomfortable.
"Hello, Chi-Chi. I'm Bulma, Goku's girlfriend. I met you before, you know." As Bulma spoke, she didn't forget to stake her claim, leaning almost entirely against Goku.
Goku showed no displeasure at Bulma's behavior. After all, didn't it prove how much she cared about him? Besides, he got to enjoy some perks, didn't he?
"Mm, hello, Bulma. I remember you too."
"Chi-Chi, it looks like you've kept up your training these past few years. You even made it into the top eight."
Anyone who made it into the top eight of the World Martial Arts Tournament had to have a Power Level of at least 100. That was already no easy feat for an ordinary person, as the vast majority would never exceed 10 in their entire lives.
"Mm, I quite like martial arts, so I've kept training."
Chi-Chi was still a young girl now, and her interest in martial arts remained strong. She wasn't averse to training like she had been after becoming a wife in the original story.
Actually, it wasn't that she was averse to it. The main problem was that Goku in the original story had paid too little attention to his family. She had to support several Saiyans on her own, and hadn't she even taught Son Goten for a while?
"How about this? I'll take you somewhere that can greatly improve your martial arts realm. The rest of you can come too."
Goku looked at Krillin and the others as he spoke. Their martial arts realms were far below his now.
"Mm, okay!" Chi-Chi nodded.
"Sure, let's go together." Krillin scratched his head and agreed. Tien Shinhan and Chiaotzu nodded beside him as well.
Finally, everyone looked at Yamcha. With everyone watching him, Yamcha ultimately decided to go along.
He really wasn't scared. He was just following his heart, okay!
"You all hold hands. I'll teleport you straight there."
Once Krillin and the others had joined hands, Goku put one arm around Bulma and placed his other hand on one of their shoulders.
In an instant, everyone arrived at the Lookout.
"Goku, what brings you here? And who are they?" Kami was a little puzzled by the group's sudden appearance. After all, he couldn't keep an eye on Goku and the others all the time.
"I brought them here to train. Kami, Mr. Popo, would you be willing to teach them?"
It really depended on whether Kami and Mr. Popo agreed, but Goku thought they most likely would, since it could advance martial arts on Earth.
Kami and Mr. Popo exchanged a glance and nodded.
"Mm, we can, but only for three years. How much they can learn will depend on their talent."
"Three years? That's enough." Goku thought that since he had finished in one year, three years would be enough for them. But he had never considered how talented he himself was.
Mr. Popo looked at Goku, speechless. Do you think everyone is as talented as you?
"Three years? That long?" Yamcha said apprehensively from the side.
Three years was a long time. By the time they were over, his girlfriend might even have had a child for him. It just wouldn't be his.
"You should all know the Flight Technique, right? Once you finish training each day, you can just fly home and come back the next day for training." Mr. Popo came up with a solution.
"Phew, that's not so bad." Yamcha sighed in relief. This way, he didn't have to worry about his girlfriend making him wear a green hat.
"All right, everyone, train here for three years. Bulma and I will head back first. Oh, right, Yakoizu, you two come with me. Your housing hasn't been arranged yet."
With that, Goku teleported away from the Lookout with the three of them.