Without Frieza's constant interruptions, Beerus and the others could finally watch Majin Buu carry out his mission in peace.
Not that Frieza had been doing much to bother them anyway.
"You want me to get rid of all these people, right?" Buu asked, pointing a stubby finger at the surrounding Zetaris.
"Yes, if you could," the captain replied with a polite nod.
Despite his words, there was a flicker of uncertainty in the captain's eyes. Someone had indeed come to help them, but that someone was still an alien. Could this strange pink being really handle all these Zetarian soldiers?
After all, if it were that easy to deal with the Zetaris, even Thor would've done it by now. The captain remained skeptical about Buu's ability, but since the latter had come to help, it wasn't appropriate to voice doubt openly. That would be awkward—and tactless.
What was this called again? Right—emotional intelligence.
"Do you have any other requests?" Buu asked again, tilting his head slightly.
He was simply repeating the line that others in the group had taught him. They said the more you asked your 'employer' what they needed, the more likely you were to get a five-star review.
"Other requests? No, no more," the captain replied, shaking his head.
He was already uncertain whether Buu could deal with the Zetaris. How could he ask for anything more?
Besides, if Buu could truly take care of the Zetaris, all other problems would solve themselves.
Seeing that the captain had no additional requests, Buu didn't press the matter. Whether the captain had more demands or not made no difference to him.
"I take the liberty to ask, sir," the captain said after a moment of hesitation. "How exactly do you plan to deal with them?"
He hadn't wanted to ask. If Buu took offense, he might think the captain was questioning his strength. But if he didn't ask, the doubt in his heart would only deepen. Better to ask than to remain uncertain.
"How to deal with them?" Buu repeated casually. "Simple—I'll just get rid of them."
The words were so nonchalant that it was as if Buu didn't understand the weight of the situation.
Does he even realize what he's saying? the captain wondered.
Suddenly, a loud "grumble" echoed across the battlefield.
The captain blinked and looked toward Buu. He'd heard it clearly. That sound came from Buu's stomach.
Under such tense circumstances, this guy was… hungry?
He couldn't help but feel speechless. Did this pink creature even understand what was going on?
"I got it! I know exactly what to do with these people!" Buu exclaimed, clapping his hands and perking up like a child who just had a great idea.
He stared eagerly at the approaching Zetaris, his eyes gleaming.
The captain was baffled. He had no idea what Buu was so excited about. And… was that drool forming at the corner of his mouth?
The next moment, the captain's jaw nearly hit the floor.
The tentacle on Buu's head began to glow as it pointed toward the oncoming Zetaris.
"Turn into chocolate candy!" Buu shouted.
From the tip of his tentacle, several pink rays shot outward, striking the Zetarian soldiers. In an instant, those hit by the rays began to shimmer, their bodies transforming.
Poof!
The Zetaris didn't collapse. They didn't burn or explode.
They turned into floating chocolate candies.
Dozens of them.
"This... what in the world is this...?" the captain murmured, rubbing his eyes, unable to believe what he had just seen.
There they were—chocolate candies, floating in the air like innocent sweets at a child's birthday party.
He rubbed his eyes again, but the chocolates remained.
He wasn't imagining it. The terrifying alien army surrounding them had truly been turned into… chocolate candy.
Buu, for his part, seemed entirely unbothered by the astonishment he'd caused. If anything, he was in high spirits.
He hadn't used this trick in a long time—not since he'd started hanging around Mr. Satan.
Now that he'd unleashed it again, it felt like a pleasant bit of nostalgia.
With a swipe of his hand, the floating candies began drifting toward him like bees returning to their hive. One by one, they lined up and fed themselves into his mouth.
Crunch. Munch. Chew.
He devoured the chocolate soldiers as if snacking on popcorn at the movies.
Only a few candies remained when he noticed the captain standing beside him, utterly frozen in disbelief.
Buu hesitated, then offered the last few chocolate pieces to the stunned captain.
"Want one?" he asked innocently.
Ever since that day when he refused to share pudding with Beerus—causing the God of Destruction to nearly blow up the Earth—Mr. Satan had repeatedly drilled the value of sharing into Buu's mind.
And this time, Buu was determined to do the right thing.
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Spectator Commentary
Krillin: "I can't believe it. Buu actually learned how to share. Last I remember, he'd just gobble up everything for himself."
Beerus: "Heh. Yeah. When I asked him for pudding, he outright refused! Not even a trace of courtesy."
Beerus: "If he'd just shared with me back then, I wouldn't have lost my temper. Things would've been so much easier."
Goku: "But Lord Beerus, if Buu hadn't made you angry, I wouldn't have gotten the chance to become a Super Saiyan God and fight you."
Beerus: "That's an entirely separate matter. Still, I'll admit—it's good he's learning some manners now."
Champa: "Hah! Look at that poor captain! His jaw's practically hit the floor. Do you think he'll actually eat those chocolate candies?"
Krillin: "I doubt it. I mean, if I just watched people turn into chocolate, the last thing I'd want to do is eat them."
Android 17: "So this is Majin Buu's power, huh? Turning enemies into candy... I'm seriously wondering how you guys beat him before."
Goku: "Well, the Buu we fought back then was a lot stronger than this version. And yeah… we were all turned into candy at one point too."
Vegeta: "Your sister and brother-in-law didn't have our strength though. They were turned into chocolate and actually eaten."
Krillin: "True, but hey, we were all brought back in the end, weren't we?"
Vegeta: "I know. I was just stating a fact."
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Back on the battlefield, the captain stared at the handful of chocolate in front of him, his mind whirling.
He didn't know whether to thank Buu or call for psychological help.
Eventually, after a long moment of stunned silence, he finally spoke:
"...What… did I just witness?"
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