After Vegeta finished counting, he slowly pushed himself up from the floor.
A faint smile appeared on his face.
“Good.
Another set finished.”
The image of Goku suddenly flashed through his mind.
“Kakarot, just wait.
I will surpass you someday.
I’ll rest for a bit, then start the next set.”
The moment he finished speaking, his stomach growled.
Rumble.
Vegeta glanced at the clock and realized it was almost noon.
“So it’s already close to twelve.
No wonder I’m hungry.
I should eat first.”
He turned off the Gravity Chamber, instantly feeling the tremendous weight disappear from his body.
Walking to the exit, he pressed the control panel.
The door slid open.
Just as he stepped outside, he saw Bulma standing there with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
Vegeta frowned.
He couldn’t understand why she looked so angry.
He had been keeping up with his training schedule as usual.
Why was she so upset?
He walked down the ramp and asked, “Bulma, what’s wrong?”
Bulma folded her arms and glared at him.
“Training, training, training!
That’s all you ever think about.
Do Saiyans have anything in their heads besides training?
I even have to drag you out to eat.
If you love training so much, why don’t you stop eating altogether?”
After saying that, she turned around and walked away.
Vegeta watched her leave without showing any sign of anger.
Still, true to his prideful nature, he muttered, “You’re always nagging.
Did you think Saiyans are called the Warrior Race for nothing?” He started following after her.
After only a few steps, he suddenly stopped.
His eyes narrowed as he looked toward the sky.
“Those two energies…
They’re Saiyans?”
Before he could think further, Bulma shouted from ahead.
“Vegeta!
What are you standing there for?
Are we eating or not?”
Unfortunately, Vegeta paid no attention to her.
Seeing no response, Bulma was about to complain again when she noticed the serious expression on his face.
The words stopped in her throat.
Her heart skipped a beat.
She knew that whenever Vegeta wore that expression, something important had happened.
Usually, it meant enemies had appeared.
She quickly looked into the sky herself.
There was nothing she could see.
Bulma hurried back to Vegeta and asked, “Vegeta, is another enemy coming?”
Unlike Chi-Chi, Bulma always understood when to be serious.
She might complain during everyday life, but when danger appeared, she always supported Vegeta and did everything she could to help.
She knew that fighting powerful opponents was part of a Saiyan’s life.
She also understood when it was appropriate to put aside her temper.
Perhaps that was one of the reasons Vegeta had come to love her.
After hearing Bulma’s question, Vegeta’s expression relaxed slightly.
“I don’t think they’re enemies.
The two people in front are most likely Saiyans.”
Bulma blinked in surprise.
“Saiyans?
I thought you told me all the remaining Saiyans were already on Earth.”
Vegeta remained silent for a couple of seconds before answering.
“Bulma…
I actually have a younger brother.
His name is Tarble.
He’s my biological brother.
When he was born, his combat ability was considered too low, so he was sent to a remote planet.
Very few people know he exists.
If my guess is correct, one of those two Saiyans is him.”
Even as he said those words, Vegeta wasn’t completely certain.
Back before coming to Earth, he couldn’t sense Ki.
How could he possibly recognize Tarble’s energy signature?
Besides, when Planet Vegeta had recalled Saiyans serving on missions, exiled Saiyans like Tarble hadn’t been included.
There was no guarantee it was really him.
Bulma stared at him in disbelief.
“What?
You have a younger brother?
Why have you never told me?
We’ve been married for years.
Just how many things are you still hiding from me?”
She placed her hands on her hips again and pouted.
It wasn’t surprising she felt upset.
After all these years together, this was the first time she had ever heard about Tarble.
Vegeta looked slightly embarrassed, although he hid it well.
Just as he was about to explain, his expression suddenly changed again.
“Hm?
That’s not right.
There are two people chasing them.
And they’re much stronger.”
He immediately looked toward Bulma.
“Go home and eat without me.
I’m going to see what’s happening.”
Before Bulma could respond, white energy erupted around Vegeta.
Whoosh!
He shot into the sky and disappeared over the horizon in an instant.
Bulma stamped her foot in frustration.
“What was that?
He didn’t explain anything and just left.
Seriously.”
Then she folded her arms and began thinking.
“So Vegeta really has a younger brother.
Then why didn’t he bring him to Earth years ago?” She quickly answered her own question.
“Well, Saiyans aren’t exactly known for being affectionate.
I guess that’s normal.”
She quietly repeated the name.
“Tarble…
Tarble…
Wait a minute.
Why does that name sound like it’s made by combining mine and Vegeta’s names?
That’s weird.”
A moment later, she clapped her hands.
“No time to think about that.
If it really is Vegeta’s younger brother, I need to prepare a proper welcome.
I should have the staff get everything ready.
And maybe I should freshen up my makeup too.”
Meanwhile, all across Earth, the Z Fighters sensed four unfamiliar power signatures entering the planet’s atmosphere.
Yamcha’s House
Yamcha suddenly looked toward the sky.
Puar noticed the serious expression on his face.
“Master Yamcha, what’s wrong?”
Yamcha’s scarred face became solemn.
“Four people have entered Earth.
I don’t know whether they’re friends or enemies.
Puar, stay here.
I’m going to investigate.”
Puar immediately shook his head.
“No.
I’m coming with you.”
Yamcha sighed.
Seeing the determination in Puar’s eyes, he knew there was no point arguing.
“Alright.
But if things get dangerous, stay as far away from the fight as possible.”
“Okay.
I understand.”
Kame House
Krillin and Master Roshi had just finished lunch.
The moment they sensed the unfamiliar Ki signatures, both of them immediately stood up.
They didn’t even bother cleaning the table before rushing outside.
Android 18 watched them with a puzzled expression before following.
As she stepped outside, she asked, “Krillin, what’s going on?”
Krillin, now with his hair fully grown back, stared toward the distant sky with a confused expression.
“Four people have arrived on Earth.
Two of them have incredibly powerful and very sinister Ki.” He paused.
“The other two…
Wait.
Why do those two Ki signatures feel…
like Saiyans?”