"Alright, alright, I'll stop teasing. Now, tell me more about that alien," Tights urged.
"The alien I mentioned… their kind exists to conquer other planets. What's terrifying is that they're an extremely warlike race—even we Galactic Patrol officers aren't their match!" Jaco's expression grew graver. "For planets like Earth, where the inhabitants have no real combat strength, they usually send a child here first. Eventually, that child will eliminate all humans on the planet, bit by bit."
"Huh? It's that serious?" Tights' face showed concern.
"They stay in a child's form from infancy until youth. This causes opponents to let their guard down," Jaco continued sternly. "Then, all at once, they transform into their combat form—what you'd consider adult humans. They stay in that state indefinitely and don't appear to age. As for their appearance, they look almost exactly like Earthlings… except for one difference—they have a tail."
"I thought they'd look more like you. So they actually look like us?" Tights asked. "Which planet are these aliens from?"
"They're from Planet Vegeta. They're called Saiyans," Jaco replied.
"Hmm… sounds like a pretty normal name. Still, nothing good ever comes from aliens landing on Earth." Tights sighed.
"Let's head down. Looks like they won't be showing up today." Jaco shook his head.
"So you've been up here all this time watching for that Saiyan to land?" Tights finally put the pieces together.
"Why else would I be here?" Jaco rolled his eyes.
The two of them climbed down from the ledge.
"I called my dad earlier—he said he's coming to help with your spaceship problem," Tights told Jaco.
"Your dad? What can your dad do?" the old man nearby asked, confused.
Jaco also gave Tights a curious look.
We've known each other all this time, and now you bring up your dad?
Is he famous or something?
"Ever heard of Capsule Corporation?" Tights asked the old man.
"Of course I have!" the old man nodded. "Isn't that the company of Dr. Brief, West City's most famous scientific genius? Why bring that up now? Don't tell me… you actually know him?"
"I do. Very well, in fact," Tights smiled.
"Very well?" the old man blinked in surprise.
"He's my dad," said Tights.
The old man froze, gasping in shock, unable to process what he'd just heard.
Even Jaco looked utterly confused.
After a long silence—
"Wait, Miss Tights, you're the heiress of Capsule Corporation?" the old man blurted out.
"I really didn't want to say it out loud…" Tights sighed.
The old man: "…"
"So your family's super rich, huh?" Jaco asked, narrowing his eyes at her.
"I only said it to help you, so don't treat me any differently because of it," Tights giggled.
"Yeah, I won't," Jaco said with a shake of his head.
Tights: "…"
Well, that fell flat.
Can't even flex properly in front of an alien…
"My dad said they'd be arriving soon—probably by sundown," Tights added.
"But seriously," Jaco asked, puzzled, "you're the heiress to a billionaire family—why would you be working out here on this shabby island?"
Old man: "…"
Who are you calling shabby?
"Because I want to be a sci-fi novelist. These kinds of experiences are essential! If you grow up in luxury, you can't possibly imagine what this kind of life is like," Tights explained with a smile. "The conditions here are actually pretty ideal. Plus, you showed up—an alien! And you're not the type to try anything pervy with a beautiful woman like me, so I feel safe."
Jaco looked mentally defeated.
She made way too much sense—he didn't even know how to respond.
…
As evening approached, a luxurious amphibious airship slowly arrived from the coast.
"Slow down! I… wanna fly!" Broly kept trying to leap out of the ship.
"Sit still!" Bulma snapped, glaring at him angrily.
Broly scratched his head in embarrassment, flashing a silly grin.
The airship docked, and Dr. Brief, Ken, Bulma, and Broly stepped off one after another.
Jaco and the others were already waiting at the dock.
"Thank you, Dr. Brief, for coming all this way!" the old man quickly stepped forward to shake hands.
"You must be the alien Tights told me about?" Dr. Brief adjusted his glasses and studied the old man with curiosity.
Old man: "…"
"Ahem… I'm Dr. Omori…" the old man wiped his sweat awkwardly.
"Dad, he's not the alien," Tights pointed at Jaco.
But just as she turned to look, she noticed Jaco drenched in cold sweat, trembling uncontrollably.
"What's wrong, Jaco?" Tights asked, puzzled.
She took a closer look and realized Jaco's eyes were fixed on the two kids—Ken and Broly—who had arrived with Dr. Brief and Bulma.
"Hey kids, are you two classmates from Bulma's kindergarten?" Tights greeted them warmly.
"Nope," Ken replied.
Broly just scratched his head and giggled.
"Sis!" Bulma dashed forward and gave her sister a big hug.
Ken, meanwhile, walked slowly but steadily toward Jaco.
Jaco started trembling even more violently.
"D-Don't come any closer!" Jaco suddenly raised a combat stance and pointed at the ocean. "Take one more step and I'll jump in!"
Whoosh!
Before he could finish, Broly zoomed in at lightning speed, grabbed Jaco's head, and smashed it into the ground.
BANG!
Jaco's face met the earth with a loud crash.
Broly then grabbed him by the arm and started swinging him back and forth, slamming him around in all directions.
Everyone around was dumbfounded.
Even Ken was speechless.
I didn't tell you to attack him…
"No… jumping!" Broly planted a foot on Jaco's back and crossed his arms, barking sternly.
Tears welled up in Jaco's eyes.
I didn't say I was gonna jump…
"Ken was speaking. You jump—bad manners!" Broly scolded him in broken language.
Jaco sniffled, looking utterly wronged.
They really are Saiyans!
What the hell is going on?!
Why are there two other Saiyans here on Earth?
And how did our radar miss them completely…?
(End of Chapter)
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