The sea breeze drifted by, lifting a few torn newspapers into the air.
Master Roshi sat beneath a parasol that had somehow survived the storm, holding a copy of Playboy.
Yet behind his sunglasses, his eyes were not focused on the bikini-clad beauties on the page.
Everyone had already left.
For the past three years, because of the World Martial Arts Tournament, everyone had gathered at Kame House.
It had been the liveliest time of his long life.
Every day he heard Goku shouting that he was hungry, and watched Krillin and Yamcha arguing.
It had been noisy—but full of life.
Now Goku was married. Yamcha had left. Tien Shinhan had gone off on his own path.
Even Krillin, who had always stayed by his side, was now the world champion and had Bulma.
"Sigh..."
Master Roshi let out a long breath.
For the first time in a while, he felt truly old.
The turtle shell on his back suddenly seemed much heavier than before.
"What's wrong, old man? Why the sigh?"
A teasing voice suddenly spoke beside him.
Master Roshi jumped in shock, dropping the magazine into the sand.
Looking up, he saw Krillin crouching in front of him with a mischievous grin.
"Whoa! You brat! Can't you make some noise when you walk?!"
Master Roshi hurriedly picked up the magazine, pretending nothing had happened.
"Weren't you supposed to go on a honeymoon with Bulma? Why are you still here?"
"We were about to leave," Krillin said casually as he sat beside him, snatching Roshi's sunglasses and putting them on his own face.
"But then I remembered there's a lonely old man here with no one to take care of him."
"Who are you calling a lonely old man?! I have the turtle! And a television!" Master Roshi glared at him angrily.
"Go away! Stop disturbing my reading!"
Krillin didn't move.
Instead, he quietly watched the ocean.
"Master Roshi."
"What?"
"Come with me to West City."
Master Roshi paused for a moment before waving dismissively.
"West City? That's a place for young people. Cars everywhere, tall buildings everywhere, and the air is terrible. I've lived on this island for over a hundred years. I can't leave the sea."
"You're really not coming?" Krillin smiled slyly.
"I heard from Bulma that the world's biggest water park recently opened in West City."
Master Roshi's ear twitched slightly, though he still tried to look indifferent.
"What's special about a water park? I've got water everywhere here."
"It's different," Krillin leaned closer and whispered like a devil tempting someone.
"The place is full of young women wearing the newest swimsuits. And since Bulma is the daughter of Capsule Corporation, she has a supreme VIP card."
Krillin paused deliberately, "That means we can enter the exclusive private pool area. No outsiders. Just beautiful attendants everywhere, unlimited cold drinks, and stacks of magazines."
"And most importantly..." Krillin pulled out a photo from his pocket. It showed a lively beach scene in West City.
"The girls there really admire martial artists. Especially legendary masters like you."
Master Roshi's eyes widened behind the sunglasses, and two streams of nosebleed ran down his face.
He grabbed the photo with trembling hands.
"T-These legs! this skin!"
"So? Are you coming?" Krillin asked.
"I've already reserved a villa with a swimming pool next to Bulma's house. You can bring the turtle too. The water there is much cleaner than this old bay."
Master Roshi swallowed hard as his dignity and instincts battled fiercely.
"Ahem!" After a long pause, he coughed and straightened up.
"Since you are being so filial, as your master, it would be difficult to refuse. After all, I've taught you for so many years. My body does need some... recovery."
"However!" Roshi raised a finger.
"I can't stay there permanently. Kame House is the foundation of our school. It can't be abandoned."
"Then stay one week every month," Krillin suggested.
"You can treat it as consulting work for guiding our training."
"One week..." Master Roshi rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"Deal! But you have to pay the travel expenses!"
"Don't worry," Krillin laughed. "With me around, travel is free."
Krillin stood up and returned the sunglasses.
Then he extended his hand.
"Come on, Master. Bulma is waiting. There's a swimsuit fashion show tonight in West City."
"Nani?! A swimsuit fashion show?!"
Master Roshi sprang up instantly, moving with unbelievable speed for someone his age.
He dashed into the house, grabbed his turtle shell and cane, and rushed back out.
"Hurry up! Krillin! Use that teleport thing already! Stop wasting time!"
Watching the old man bounce around excitedly, Krillin couldn't help laughing.
This was his master.
Perverted and shameless—but when it mattered, more reliable than anyone.
"Hold on tight, old man."
Krillin placed one hand on Master Roshi's shoulder and the other around Bulma, who was giggling beside them.
[Ding! Detected: Host has successfully changed Master Roshi's lonely old age.]
[Reward obtained: All Attributes +50]
[Updated Attributes]
Strength: 350
Speed: 350
Physique: 350
Spirit: 350
Charisma: 12
Skill: Instant Transmission (Proficiency: 1%)
"West City, here we come!"
With a single thought from Krillin, the three figures vanished beneath the bright sunlight of Papaya Island.
This time, no one was left behind.
Meanwhile, far away in deep space, several spherical spacecraft sliced through the star-filled darkness, heading toward a small blue planet.
But until that day arrived, Earth still had five peaceful years ahead.
Five years belonging to Krillin, Goku, and everyone else.
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