West City, Bulma's house.
Bulma was lounging on a beach chair, casually flipping through the latest fashion magazine.
Suddenly, four figures descended from the sky.
They were Goku, Piccolo, Gohan, and Vegeta.
"Goku!"
"Bulma!"
Bulma looked up and nodded.
"Goku, who's that?" she asked, eyeing Vegeta warily.
"He's Vegeta."
"Ve… Vegeta?!" Bulma froze.
"The Saiyan who was going to invade Earth?"
"That's right!"
Vegeta snorted coldly, his expression full of disdain.
"Then why did you bring him here?" Bulma demanded.
"He wants your help building a Gravity Chamber."
"A Gravity Chamber?!"
Bulma instantly sat up, furious.
"Goku, I'm not your family's personal engineer! I'm not obligated to work for free!"
"Bulma, Vegeta's the one asking for help, not us."
"What's the difference?! I'm still not doing it!"
"Tch!"
Vegeta felt a surge of anger.
When had the proud Prince of Saiyans ever been humiliated like this?
"You… what do you think you're doing?"
Seeing Vegeta's expression darken, Bulma immediately grew nervous.
Vegeta took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his rage.
"Hmph…"
Bulma secretly sighed in relief.
"Oh, right!" Gohan suddenly said. "Aunt Bulma, Vegeta has a spaceship. How about you let him give it to you?"
"A spaceship?" Bulma's eyes immediately lit up.
"That's right," Gohan nodded.
Bulma turned to Vegeta.
"If you want me to help build the Gravity Chamber, then give me your spaceship."
"…Deal!"
"Alright then," Goku said cheerfully. "If there's nothing else, we'll head back now."
"Okay."
In the next instant, Goku took Gohan and Piccolo back to Mount Paozu, leaving Vegeta alone in Bulma's yard.
As soon as they were gone, Bulma began to feel uneasy.
With Goku and the others around, she hadn't been afraid. But now…
He wouldn't try anything, right? she thought nervously.
Just then, Vegeta spoke.
"Lowly Earth woman, how long will it take to build the Gravity Chamber?"
Bulma immediately exploded.
"I am not some lowly Earth woman! My name is Bulma!"
She jabbed her finger straight at Vegeta's chest.
"Bulma. Got it?!"
Vegeta clenched his teeth, barely holding himself back.
"And if you dare try anything," Bulma continued coldly, "I'll call Goku back immediately."
"Hmph." Vegeta snorted.
"I don't care what you're called. Just tell me how long it'll take."
"If you want my help," Bulma shot back, "then show some respect. Otherwise, even if you kill me, I won't build anything for you!"
Vegeta's face twitched.
"…Bulma," he said stiffly. "Is that good enough?"
"That's better," Bulma replied smugly. "It'll take about half a month. Bring your spaceship here—I'll convert it into a Gravity Chamber."
"Fine."
With that, Vegeta shot into the sky.
And so, Vegeta officially settled on Earth.
Half a month later, the Gravity Chamber was completed.
Vegeta immediately began his intense training.
Time flew by.
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
After half a year of nonstop research, the Pilaf gang finally succeeded.
The smartphone was complete.
The long delay was due to complicated design blueprints, scarce materials, and a severe lack of funds.
At that moment, the three were cheering around the finished device.
"We did it, Lord Pilaf!"
Pilaf nodded deeply.
"Hmph! Now all that's left is mass production. Once we set up a factory, we'll make a fortune!"
"Then… should we tell Gohan?" Shu asked hesitantly.
Pilaf immediately smacked Shu on the head.
"Are you stupid?! This is the result of our sleepless nights! Why should we share it with that kid?!"
Shu clutched his head.
"Lord Pilaf, can you stop hitting me all the time?"
"If I don't hit you, will your thick skull ever open up?"
Just then—
A figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
It was Gohan.
"G–Gohan?!"
All three jumped in fright.
Gohan looked around curiously.
"Pilaf, when did you guys change workplaces without telling me?"
Pilaf cursed inwardly.
Because I didn't want to see you, that's why!
Outwardly, however, he forced a smile.
"We were too busy with research and forgot to tell you!"
"Oh," Gohan said. "Then is the phone ready?"
"Almost," Pilaf replied smoothly.
"Really? Then let me take a look."
"…This…"
Pilaf hesitated, then reluctantly handed the phone over.
"Here."
Gohan powered it on and tested it.
The touchscreen was smooth and responsive.
"Pilaf, this is really good. Is there any problem with it?"
"The speaker," Pilaf said quickly. "It's not very good. I plan to improve it further."
"That's fine!" Gohan said. "I'll take it to Aunt Bulma and let her help refine it!"
"B–Bulma?! But this is our hard-earned result!"
"It's okay," Gohan reassured him. "I'm just showing it to her. You're still the creators."
"…Alright," Pilaf said reluctantly. "But you have to return it!"
"Deal!"
With that, Gohan vanished via Instant Transmission.
"He… He disappeared again!" Shu exclaimed.
"Lord Pilaf," Mai asked quietly, "do you think he'll really return the phone?"
"I don't know," Pilaf muttered.
West City, Bulma's house.
Bulma was strolling through the yard when a figure suddenly appeared in midair.
It was Gohan.
"Gohan!"
Gohan smiled and landed.
"Aunt Bulma, I brought something to show you."
He pulled out the smartphone.
"What's this?"
"A smartphone."
"A smartphone?"
Gohan turned it on.
Bulma's eyes widened.
"A touchscreen?"
"Mhm."
Bulma stared at it in disbelief.
"Gohan… where did you get this?"
...
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