Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 3 Young Second Master: You must stay alive!
The girl was a little stunned by his startled reaction, but she still introduced the refrigerator next to Broly: "The refrigerator can cool and freeze the food."

But she obviously couldn't say much, so she could only quickly take out the cake from the refrigerator and hand it to Broly: "This is a cake with cream on it, it's chocolate flavored, you can try it."

Broly stretched his head over and sniffed the things in the girl's hand from left to right. Perhaps he smelled some strange fragrance, his eyes lit up and he grabbed the cake still wrapped in plastic wrap and stuffed it into his mouth.

“This is inedible.”

Young Sakura was startled and quickly put down the plate, reaching out to grab the plastic wrap around Broly's mouth and trying to pull it out.

She succeeded, but also failed. The plastic wrap was directly torn off, and she lost her balance and fell backwards. Fortunately, Broly grabbed her hand first and lifted her back up.

"be careful."

Broly spoke the reminder awkwardly.

"plastic wrap……"

Young Sakura pointed at what was in his mouth and reminded him.

Broly pulled the plastic wrap out of his mouth, the sweet taste of the cake making him linger.

"Any more?"

He asked while licking the cream off the plastic wrap.

"No, there's only pudding left, and it's strawberry flavored."

Young Sakura shook her head and took out some strawberry-flavored pudding from the refrigerator.

This time she made it clear in advance that the outer packaging shell was not edible, so no one swallowed the packaging shell.

"This is delicious too, do you have any more?"

The two strawberry-flavored puddings were quickly finished, but Broly was still not satisfied, his eyes staring at the almost empty refrigerator.

From this strange box, the wife next to her has taken out two delicious things that she has never eaten before.

"Gone."

"What is that then?"

"It's meat. Well, it's still raw."

Broly didn't care if the food was raw or not, he just picked it up and started biting it.

Raw meat doesn’t have the sweetness of cake or the chewiness of pudding, but it has the taste of normal flesh and blood.

Although it doesn’t taste very good, but again, compared to the Vampa spider, it’s a delicacy.

"What about this?"

"This is an egg. Wait, this needs to be cracked."

Young Sakura wanted to stop her, but Broly had already put an egg in her mouth. When she was about to swallow it, the egg got stuck in her throat, but Broly hit his throat with his fist, and the egg broke into pieces.

Broly smacked his lips twice. The liquid food that looked a bit like spider eggs was not very popular with him. He set his sights on some other colorful fruits.

While asking the girl "what is it?", he quickly put everything that smelled good into his mouth.

Among them was a box of lemon-flavored deodorant. Half of Broly's tiny body was lying in the refrigerator, rummaging through the drawers and picking up everything edible or inedible inside. His tail was swaying from side to side, showing his excitement.

It was also at this time that young Sakura discovered that this boy was different. Looking at the long tail swaying left and right in front of her, she became curious and reached out to grab it.

Broly's body trembled when his tail was grabbed. He quickly turned around and pulled his tail back before asking the girl about her behavior: "What are you doing?"

"Is that a real tail?"

"Otherwise it's still fake?"

The tail is a sensitive point for Saiyans. If they have not undergone desensitization training, if their tail is caught, they will lose their combat ability.

Although Broly has more or less overcome the situation where he would completely lose his ability to fight if his tail was caught, his sensitive parts are still sensitive.

On Planet Vampa, no one except his father would help him with the desensitization training for his tail, and Broly was already accustomed to the way his father Paragus grabbed his tail.

Now he was suddenly grabbed by the tail by someone else. Although the girl didn't hold him very hard, the different way of holding him still caused him to react.

"Hey, why don't you have a tail?"

While speaking, Broly also glanced at the girl's lower body. Young Sakura noticed his gaze and subconsciously turned sideways, raised her legs and stretched out her hands to cover her key parts.

Therefore, the butt was exposed from the side. After seeing that the girl had no tail, Broly asked with some surprise.

"How can a person have a tail?"

"How can a person not have a tail?"

[Ordinary people don't have tails, only Saiyans have tails. ]

But soon, new information emerged in his consciousness, causing Broly to stop trying to grab the girl's butt and look for the non-existent tail.

"So, you don't have a tail."

Broly looked at the girl with some pity.

"What's that look in your eyes?"

Young Sakura was looked at in an unnatural way.

"You envy me for having a tail, don't you? Since you feed me a lot of delicious food, I'll let you touch my tail."

As he said that, Broly handed his tail to the girl. Young Sakura was really moved by the furry tail that was still gently swaying, and she stretched out her hand to take the tail in Broly's hand.

"What are you doing?"

But the process was interrupted by a voice. Shinji, wearing pajamas, stood at the kitchen door, unable to understand the scene in front of him.

My sister in law and a little boy I didn't know were standing naked in front of an open refrigerator, seemingly exchanging something.

"I'm patting her tail."

Broly answered very seriously what he was doing now.

"He's hungry, I brought him here to eat."

Young Sakura explained in a panic.

Touching the tail, eating food, what the hell is this?

Shinji was still very naive at this age. He didn't understand what his stepsister and the strange boy were doing, but he was clear about one thing.

"Ying, this is your friend, but even if he is hungry and wants to eat, you shouldn't bring him to the kitchen in this state, right?
Also, my sister's friend, when you visit other people's homes, do you also not wear any clothes?"

The young Second Master questioned like an elder brother.

"My clothes are ruined."

Broly immediately answered the question about his clothes.

"What about you, Sakura?"

Matou Shinji looked at young Sakura.

"I haven't had time to wear mine yet."

Her clothes were in the bug bin, but she wanted to escape from that nightmare place as quickly as possible, so she didn't have time to pay attention to it just now.

At this moment, facing the gaze of her righteous brother, who was also one of the only two people in the Matou family who was kind to her, the girl shrank her neck.

"I'll go back to my room and get dressed."

She ran off, leaving Broly alone in the kitchen.

After Sakura left, the young Erye turned his gaze to Broly.

To be precise, look at the tail swinging in Broly's hand.

"Is your tail real?"

He walked around behind Broly and asked with some surprise as he watched his tail sink into the tail vertebrae.

"Do you want to touch it, too?"

Seeing that the man was curious, Broly asked generously.

"I won't touch such weird things!"

The young Second Master raised his head and responded with some pride.

Although the furry tail is also attractive to him.

"Are you my sister's former friend?"

he asks.

"Friend? No, she's my wife."

Broly answered the question while chewing an apple.

"What, Sakura is already married at this age?"

The young Second Master was very shocked.

"Marriage, what is that?"

Broly asked back, no information about marriage coming to his mind. "You don't even know about marriage?"

"Why should I know?"

"Then how did you make my sister your wife?"

"In my mind, there was this message telling me this."

Broly answered honestly.

Young Shinji couldn't understand it, but was deeply shocked.

"Is there anything to eat here?"

Broly, who didn't know how to be polite, asked as he had already eaten all the food in the refrigerator.

Young Second Master: "..."

At this time, he also saw the mess inside the refrigerator.

"Who the hell are you and how did you break into my house and deceive my sister?"

When young Sakura came back, she saw her righteous brother questioning her about Broly's situation.

"My name is Broly."

Broly introduced himself again.

"The Crystal Palace appeared. There were a lot of linear things around me. Suddenly, I was here."

Due to his limited vocabulary, Broly could only give such meaningless responses.

"I'm not kidding anyone, those bugs are delicious, but of course, the stuff in this box called a refrigerator is even more delicious."

Broly licked his lips. He was not full yet. Low-energy food always required more intake.

"I know, you must be a thief. You tricked my sister into letting you in and deceived her into bringing you into my house to steal food."

The young Erye made reasonable assumptions and felt that he had found the truth.

"Thief?"

Broly frowned, his mind reacting to the term.

But the information that appeared reminded him that this was a bad and slanderous term.

"You don't give me food and you're still slandering me. Do you really want me to kill you?"

Young Broly developed murderous intentions towards young Erye.

This murderous intent is extremely pure, and it is a desire to destroy things that are not beneficial to oneself.

This is the wildness he developed on the planet Wampa.

There is no malicious intent, just a simple desire to destroy something that is not beneficial to oneself, or even life.

When the pure murderous intent came out, the young Second Master was a little frightened and sat down on the ground.

When he met the indifferent gaze, negative emotions of fear and terror emerged in his heart.

It's like a weak creature being targeted by a powerful predator, which then produces all kinds of nervous and fearful reactions.

It was the instinct of life that reminded him of the danger of the person in front of him.

"My brother didn't mean that."

Perhaps it was because the young Second Master was the only person in the Matou family who was kind to her, so the young Sakura stood up and spoke for Matou Shinji at this time.

Seeing that it was a girl who gave him delicious food, Broly's hostility quickly dissipated, and he turned to ask for food again.

Young Sakura was in a dilemma. There were only five people in the Matou family, even with her adopted daughter. The food in the refrigerator was all there was. There was no other food at all.

"But I can take you out to eat."

Seeing Broly's loss, young Sakura thought of something and said.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

As long as there was food, Broly would be fine, he urged.

"But you have to put on some clothes."

Young Sakura said again.

"But what if I don't have any clothes?"

Broly looked distressed.

"It's okay, you don't have clothes, but my brother does."

Young Ying looked at the young Second Master lying on the ground.

"Eh?"

The young Second Master made a doubtful sound. He wanted to refuse.

But when he saw Broly's look, he didn't have the courage to refuse.

“You’re a good person too!”

Broly seemed very happy to have the clothes that allowed him to eat. He forgot about the unhappiness that the young Erye beside him brought to him.

"Brother Shinji, I won't be back. Please tell Uncle Kariya."

The scary grandfather was dead, and there was no need for her to stay in the Matou family any longer. Young Sakura just wanted to leave this insect house that had left her with psychological trauma, but before leaving, she still didn't forget to say something to the people here who were good to her, through Matou Shinji.

"Ying, come here for a moment, I have something to ask you."

The young Erye didn't dare to speak in front of Broly. After calling his sister Giri aside, he asked the girl in a low voice.

"Are you threatened by that guy with a tail? If so, well, just follow him and keep him steady. I will notify dad and uncle to rescue you later."

The Second Master is still the Second Master, and even though he is young, he dares not stand up.

"I don't know where grandpa is. It would be nice if he were still here."

Young Sakura: “…”

"I'm not threatened. On the contrary, Broly is a good man. He saved me and I'm free. I won't come back. And grandpa, don't tell me about him. He's a bad man."

"Why is Grandpa a bad guy?"

Shinji Matou was about to argue with his sister Giri when he heard Broly's anxious urging from the other side.

"I'm dressed, when can we go out to eat?"

"I won't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving."

"and many more."

"What else, brother?"

"Do you have money with you? You need money to eat out."

Little girl Sakura: “…”

She is only five years old, where does she get the money?

"Here, this is the pocket money my dad gave me, take it."

The young Second Master opened his piggy bank, took out all the coins from it, and handed them to his righteous sister.

"But this is your pocket money..."

"I'm your brother. Although it's just a moral obligation, it's normal for a brother to protect his sister. Although I can't protect you now, giving you money is the only thing I can do. You must hold that dangerous guy steady. I will tell your uncle and grandfather about you being taken away, and ask them to save you."

Young Sakura wanted to say something but hesitated, and finally said nothing and accepted the pocket money from her brother Yili.

"I really wasn't threatened. Brother, you really don't need to ask others to save me."

Only when she left the Matou family did she reiterate her situation.

"I know, Ying, you must stay alive!"

The young Second Master looked as if he had figured out everything in his head, and he solemnly gave his response to his righteous sister, leaving the girl at a loss for words.

"Are you in any danger?"

After walking away, Broly asked the girl next to him curiously.

"No, it's just that my brother stubbornly believes that I'm being held hostage by you."

Young Sakura replied.

"Hostage, what is that?"

Broly didn't understand. The memories of his past life as an otaku were very fragmented, but some information would occasionally pop out of his mind.

If the content of the information cannot be understood, it will disappear quickly, so he often behaves like an ignorant child.

(End of this chapter)