Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Culinary Journey Through the Heavens

Chapter 3 Young Master 2: You must live!

Chapter 3 Young Second Master: You must live!

The girl was taken aback by his startled reaction, but she still explained the refrigerator next to them to Broly: "The refrigerator makes cold air and can freeze food for longer periods of time."

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

Broly leaned over and sniffed the thing in the girl's hand from left to right. Perhaps he smelled some peculiar fragrance, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed the cake that was still wrapped in plastic wrap and stuffed it into his mouth.

"This is not edible."

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

She succeeded, but also failed. The plastic wrap snapped in two, and she lost her balance and fell backward. Fortunately, Broly grabbed her hand first and pulled her back to her feet.

Be careful.

Broly awkwardly offered his words of advice.

"plastic wrap……"

Young Sakura pointed to the thing in his mouth as a reminder.

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

"Is there anything else?"

He licked the cream off the plastic wrap but asked a question.

"That's all, only pudding left, it's strawberry flavored."

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

This time she made it clear beforehand that the outer packaging was inedible, and thankfully, no one ate the packaging along with it.

"This is delicious too, is there any more?"

The two strawberry puddings were quickly devoured, but Broly was still not satisfied, his eyes practically shining as he stared at the refrigerator.

From this strange box, his wife took out two delicious things that he had never eaten before.

"That's all."

"Then what is that?"

"It's meat, oh, and it's raw."

Broly didn't care whether the food was raw or not; he picked it up and started biting.

Raw meat doesn't have the sweetness of cake or the bouncy texture of pudding, but it does have the taste of normal flesh and blood.

Although it wasn't the best-tasting food, as I said before, compared to the Vampira spider, this was a delicacy.

"What about this one?"

"This is an egg. Wait, we need to crack the shell."

Young Sakura tried to stop him, but Broly had already put an egg in his mouth. Just as he was about to swallow it, it got stuck in his throat. But then Broly punched his own throat, and the egg that was blocking it broke inside.

Broly smacked his lips a couple of times. The liquid food, which resembled spider eggs, didn't appeal to him much. He set his sights on some other colorful fruits.

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

Among them was a box of lemon-scented deodorizer. Broly, a small child, was half-lying in the refrigerator, rummaging through everything inside, whether edible or inedible, his tail wagging excitedly from side to side.

It was at this moment that young Sakura realized the boy was different. Looking at the long tail swaying in front of her, she was curious and reached out to grab it.

Broly flinched when his tail was grabbed. He quickly turned around and pulled his tail back before asking the girl, "What are you doing?"

"Is that a real tail?"

"Otherwise, wouldn't it be fake?"

The tail is a sensitive spot for Saiyans. If they are not desensitized, they will lose their fighting ability if their tail is grabbed.

Although Broly has somewhat overcome the situation where being caught by the tail would completely disable his fighting ability, he is still sensitive in certain areas.

On Planet Wampa, no one but his father would help him desensitize his tail, and Broly was already used to his father Paragas's way of grabbing his tail.

Now, suddenly being grabbed by the tail by someone else, even though the girl wasn't using much force, the different way she was gripping him still elicited some reaction from him.

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

While speaking, Broly also glanced down at the girl's lower body. Young Sakura noticed his gaze and instinctively turned to the side, raised her leg, and reached out to cover her private parts.

Therefore, her buttocks were exposed from the side. Broly was somewhat surprised when he saw that the girl had no tail and asked about it.

"How could a person have a tail?"

"How could a person not have a tail?"

Ordinary people don't have tails; only Saiyans have them.

But soon, new information surfaced in his mind, causing Broly's hand, which was about to pull down the girl's buttocks and search for the non-existent tail, to stop.

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

Broly looked at the girl with some pity.

"What kind of look is that?"

Young Sakura was looked at very unnaturally.

"You're envious that I have a tail, aren't you? Since you've given me lots of delicious food, you can touch my tail."

As he spoke, Broly offered his tail to the girl. Young Sakura was quite tempted by the fluffy tail that was still wagging slightly, and reached out to take the tail from Broly's hand.

"What are you doing?"

But this process was interrupted by a sound. Shinji, dressed in his pajamas, stood at the kitchen door, unable to comprehend what he was seeing.

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

"I'm petting her tail."

Broly answered very seriously what he was doing at the moment.

"He was hungry, so I brought him here to eat."

Young Sakura explained somewhat flusteredly.

Touching its tail, eating food—what kind of nonsense is this?

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

"Sakura, this is your friend, right? But even if he's hungry and wants to eat, you shouldn't bring him to the kitchen like this, should you?"

Also, my sister's friend, when you visit other people's homes, do you always go without clothes on?

The young Second Master, behaving like an elder brother, questioned him.

My clothes are ruined.

Broly immediately answered the question about his clothes.

"What about you, Sakura?"

Shinji Matou's gaze fell on young Sakura.

"I haven't had a chance to wear mine yet."

Her clothes were in the insect silo, but she was thinking about escaping that nightmarish place as soon as possible, so she hadn't had time to pay attention to them earlier.

At this moment, facing the gaze of her brother, who was also one of only two people in the Matou family who had treated her relatively well, the girl shrank back.

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

She ran away, leaving Broly alone in the kitchen.

After Sakura left, the young Second Master's gaze turned to Broly.

To be precise, it was looking at the tail wagging in Broly's hand.

"Is your tail real?"

He went around to Broly's back and looked at the tail disappearing into the coccyx, and asked in surprise.

"Would you like to touch it too?"

Seeing that the man seemed curious, Broly asked him very generously.

"I won't touch such weird things!"

The young second master raised his head and responded with a touch of arrogance.

Although the fluffy tail was attractive to him too.

"Were you my sister's friend before?"

he asks.

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

Broly answered the question while munching on an apple.

"What? Sakura is already married at her age?"

The young Second Master was very shocked.

"Marriage, what is that?"

Broly countered, noting that no information about marriage came to mind.

"You didn't even know you were getting married?"

Why should I know?

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

"I have this message in my mind, and it's telling me this."

Broly answered honestly.

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

"Is there any food left here?"

The impolite Broly asked if he had eaten everything in the refrigerator.

Young Second Master: "..."

At that moment, he also noticed the mess inside the refrigerator.

"Who are you? How did you break into my house and deceive my sister?"

When young Sakura returned, she was met by her adoptive older brother, who was questioning Broly about his situation.

"My name is Broly."

Broly introduced himself again.

"The Crystal Palace appeared. There were many linear things around me, and suddenly I was here."

Broly's limited vocabulary left him with only this ambiguous reply.

"I didn't lie to anyone, those bugs were delicious, but of course, the stuff in this box called the refrigerator was even better."

Broly licked his lips; he wasn't full yet. Low-energy foods always require more intake.

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

The young Second Master made a reasonable inference and felt that he had found the truth.

"Thief?"

Broly frowned, the word coming to mind.

But the information that surfaced reminded him that this was a derogatory term.

"You won't give me anything to eat, and you're slandering me. Do you really want me to kill you?"

Young Broly harbored murderous intent towards his young uncle.

This murderous intent is extremely pure; it is a desire to destroy anything that is detrimental to oneself.

This is a kind of wildness he developed on Planet Wanpa.

There was no malicious intent; it was simply a desire to destroy things that were detrimental to oneself, or even life itself.

The moment the purest killing intent was unleashed, the young Second Master was somewhat frightened and sat down on the ground with a thud.

Meeting that indifferent gaze, a wave of fear and dread washed over him.

It's like a small creature being targeted by a powerful predator, which then triggers various tension and fear reactions.

It was his life instinct reminding him of the danger posed by the person in front of him.

"My brother didn't mean that."

Perhaps because young Matou Shinji was one of only two people in the Matou family who were kind to him, young Sakura stood up for Matou Shinji at this time.

Upon seeing that it was the girl who had given him good food, Broly's hostility quickly dissipated, and he instead asked her for food.

Young Sakura was in a dilemma. Even with her adopted daughter included, the Matou family only had five members. The food in the refrigerator was all they had; there was nothing else.

"But I can take you out to eat."

Seeing Broly's dejected expression, young Sakura seemed to remember something and said...

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"As long as there's food, Broly will be fine," he urged.

"But you have to put on some clothes first."

Young Sakura said again.

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

Broly became somewhat troubled.

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

Young Sakura looked at the young Second Master on the ground.

"Huh?"

The young Second Master made a hesitant sound; he had intended to refuse.

But when he saw the look in Broly's eyes, he lost the courage to refuse.

"You're a good person too!"

Broly was overjoyed to receive clothes that allowed him to go out and eat, forgetting the unpleasantness caused by his young second uncle standing beside him.

"Brother Shen, I won't be coming back. Please tell Uncle Yanye that."

With her terrifying grandfather dead, there was no longer any need for her to stay in the Matou family. Young Sakura only wanted to leave this insect-filled house that had left her with psychological trauma. But before leaving, she still didn't forget to say goodbye to the people who had been kind to her there, through Shinji Matou.

"Sakura, come here for a second, I have something I want to ask you."

Young Master Er didn't dare to speak in front of Broly. After calling his stepsister aside, he quietly asked the girl a question.

"Were you threatened by that guy with the tail? If so, well, just go with him and keep him calm. I'll call Dad and Uncle to rescue you later."

The Second Master is still the Second Master; even though he is young, he doesn't dare to step forward.

"I wonder where Grandpa went. I wish he were here."

Young Sakura: "..."

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

"How could Grandpa be a bad person?"

Shinji Matou was about to argue with his stepsister when he heard Broly urging him on the other end of the line, sounding somewhat anxious.

"I'm dressed. When can we go out to eat?"

"I'm leaving now, I'm not talking to you anymore."

"etc."

"Is there anything else, brother?"

"Did you bring any money? You'll need money to eat out."

Young Sakura: "..."

She's only five years old, where would 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, and handed them to his adopted sister.

"But this is your allowance..."

"I am your brother, albeit by obligation. Isn't it normal for a brother to protect his sister? Although I can't protect you right now, giving you money is the only thing I can do. You must keep that dangerous guy calm. I will definitely tell Uncle and Grandpa that you were taken away and ask them to rescue you."

Young Sakura hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back, and ultimately said nothing, accepting her stepsister's allowance.

"I was not threatened. Brother, you really don't need anyone else to save me."

It was only when she left the Matou family that she reiterated her situation.

"I know, Sakura, you must live!"

The young Second Master, as if he had imagined everything, solemnly gave his adopted sister his own response, leaving the girl somewhat at a loss for words.

"Have you encountered any danger?"

After walking a distance, Broly asked the girl next to him with some curiosity.

"No, it's just that my brother stubbornly believes that you've kidnapped me."

"Young Sakura answered."

"Hijacking? What's that?"

Broly was puzzled. His memories of his past life as an otaku were fragmented, with only occasional glimpses of information popping up in his mind.

If he cannot understand the content of the information, he will quickly hide it, so he often behaves like an ignorant child.

(End of this chapter)