“Alright, let’s continue then!” Rez smiled excitedly, a flicker of tenderness passing through his eyes.
Then, Rez personally stepped forward, crouched by the bedside, and reached out to help Mikasa take off her shoes.
His movements were incredibly gentle and cautious, as if he were handling the most precious treasure in the universe.
With her shoes removed, those flawless, jade-like white feet were revealed once more.
Her fair skin, delicate ankles, and rounded toes gave off a warm, elegant luster under the light of the cabin.
Mikasa’s face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple.
She lowered her head quickly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly as her breathing grew somewhat rapid and shallow.
However, just as a new round of foot massage was about to begin, a sudden, powerful roar erupted from outside the room.
“Rez!
Get out here right now!”
The voice was full of immense vigor and carried a heavy hint of Saiyan anger, penetrating the thick cabin door clearly.
It was Vegeta’s voice.
Rez’s movements froze instantly, and he couldn’t help but smack his own forehead in frustration.
Why didn’t I strike harder earlier so he’d stay unconscious a bit longer?
How did that prince wake up so fast!
“You…
you should go look first,” Mikasa said softly, quickly pulling her feet back with a blushing face, though a faint, imperceptible trace of disappointment flickered deep within her blue eyes.
“I’ll go take a look first,” Rez nodded, stood up, and went to open the cabin door.
The door slid open.
Sure enough, Vegeta stood outside huffing heavily with his arms crossed tightly over his battle armor.
Veins were bulging visibly on his forehead and his dark eyes were filled with absolute fury.
His small face was flushed red, looking as if his Ki might explode at any moment.
“Dammit!
That last exchange didn’t count!” Vegeta barked angrily, clenching his fists and baring his teeth as his voice echoed through the narrow, metallic corridor.
Raditz and the others stood safely behind Vegeta.
None of them dared to speak a single word, only secretly watching the drama unfold between the two.
“Hmm?
What’s that over there?” Rez suddenly pointed behind Vegeta, his brow furrowing slightly in concentration.
“What?” Vegeta blanked for a moment and instinctively turned his head to look back.
As it turned out, there was absolutely nothing behind him.
Wait, no, Raditz and the others were back there!
But everything about them was completely normal; they were just looking this way with bewildered, confused expressions.
“Try to sense it carefully.
“What powerful Ki?” Vegeta rolled his eyes at Rez in annoyance and immediately pressed the activation button on his Scouter.
“Beep beep—”
The Scouter quickly scanned the surrounding cosmic sector, but the digital screen only displayed the combat power data and exact locations of those already inside the spaceship; there was absolutely no reaction from anywhere else.
Raditz and the others also checked their Scouters, with the exact same predictable results.
Complete blanks!
However, Rez could clearly sense that powerful Ki following them stealthily through the stars, like a patient hunter lurking in the cosmic darkness, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Judging by the sheer intensity of the Ki signature, this person’s combat power was approximately 22,000.
A combat power of 22,000…
who else could it be?
There was a remarkably high probability it was Dodoria, Frieza’s elite subordinate.
What does that fat fellow Dodoria mean by tailing our squad?
Rez considered the timeline seriously and soon figured it out.
In the original story, Vegeta’s elite combat squad consisted of six people.
Later on, only Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz survived the purge.
The other three had died on an official mission.
That being the case, it was highly likely that Lord Frieza had secretly sent Dodoria to quietly eliminate those three extra Saiyans to keep the remaining pool small and manageable.
Dodoria following them this time was probably with the malicious intent of killing everyone except for Vegeta’s core trio.
He actually arrived at just the perfect time!
I was just worrying about not having a proper, independent spaceship to split from the Frieza Force!
When the critical time comes, I’ll simply Dodoria’s high-class personal spaceship and then take a swift trip straight to Earth!
Once on Earth, I’ll first ask Master Korin for a pouch of mystical Senzu Beans, and then make a grand wish through Shenron.
Wait a minute…
why don’t I just go directly to Planet Cereal instead?
The ancient Shenron of Planet Cereal can be summoned to grant wishes again as soon as the two Dragon Balls are gathered, with absolutely no long cooldown period.
It’s practically a wish-farming cheat for rapid power scaling!
Earth’s Dragon Balls take an entire year to turn from stone back into active orbs.
Planet Namek’s seem to take around 130 days.
I’ll secure a viable spaceship first and worry about the rest of the travel logistics later.
As for Senzu Beans and such, at worst, I’ll just ask a dragon to manifest them for me.
“Rez!
Hey!
Are you trying to change the subject on purpose to escape our rematch!” Vegeta barked angrily, loudly interrupting Rez’s internal thoughts.
“Where is anyone following us?
There’s absolutely no reaction on the Scouter at all!”
“I’m really not lying to you, Vegeta!” Rez said with a solemn face, looking the young prince straight in the eye. Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
“The problem is…
there really is no energy reaction on our Scouters, Rez,” Raditz added from the back, scratching his wild hair with a look of total confusion.
He tapped the side of his Scouter with a finger, thinking the fragile device might be malfunctioning.
“Do you think it’s possible that the opponent is using some special, advanced technology to completely block the Scouter’s detection capabilities?” Rez smiled, his eyes gleaming with clear intelligence.
“Block the electronic detection?” Vegeta expressed deep skepticism, his brow furrowing even tighter.
“I know you don’t believe me right now, but there is indeed a powerful Ki stealthily tracking our coordinates!” Rez pondered, his tone absolute and certain.
“How about this: we’ll have our ship suddenly slam on the emergency brakes!
His spaceship definitely won’t be able to react in time and will follow suit immediately!
Or rather, by the time he reacts to our deceleration, we’ll already be able to see his hull through the viewing monitors.”
“Bura, go halt the ship immediately!” Vegeta made a prompt decision, turning to give the loud order to Bura.
Though he was incredibly arrogant and half-doubted Rez’s sensory words, his survival instinct as a royal Saiyan prince told him it was always better to be safe than sorry.
“Yes!
Your Highness!” Bura responded instantly and immediately turned around to operate the main pilot controls.
Rez quickly stepped away from the door and returned to his room, wanting to tell Mikasa to prepare herself and be careful.
At that very moment, Bura engaged the spaceship’s heavy braking system in mid-flight.
A powerful, massive surge of physical inertia hit the entire vessel instantly.
The entire ship vibrated violently, as if jerked back hard by a giant invisible hand in the void.
Rez lost his footing under the sudden G-force, his body losing balance completely as he lunged straight toward the bed where Mikasa was sitting.
Mikasa reacted much faster this time.
Seeing Rez lunging over, her natural instinct was to dodge.
With an Angel’s tier of reaction speed, she could have easily avoided him entirely by shifting her body a mere millimeter.
However, after a brief, internal hesitation, Mikasa bit her lower lip gently and actually chose not to move away at all.
She closed her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if waiting quietly for something to happen.
“Splat!”
Rez ended up landing right on top of Mikasa, his entire body pressing down on her form as their bodies pressed intimately together once again on the narrow mattress.
Mikasa didn’t even make a single sound; her fair face just flushed a brilliant crimson from her cheeks to her ears, looking as red as a beautiful evening sunset.
“Are…
are you okay, Rez?” Mikasa instead softly comforted him, her blue eyes opening slowly to look up at him with deep concern.
“I’m…
I’m completely fine…” Rez felt a bit embarrassed by the clumsy position.
He quickly got up off the bed and pulled Mikasa up to her feet along with him.
Her hand was still incredibly soft and slender; held safely in his palm, it felt wonderfully warm to the touch.