Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 387 Equipment Selection, Taking Advantage of the Void
The next day, when Rentaro Satomi got up, he saw two beds next to each other on the floor. The quilt in one of the beds was empty, while the quilt in the other newly bought bed was bulging.

The boy walked over and opened it. As expected, he saw his own initiator, the girl, sleeping with her arms around the boy's neck like a sloth.

The corners of Satomi Rentaro's mouth twitched, and he felt a little complicated, as if the daughter he raised suddenly followed the yellow-haired boy one day.

Just as he put the quilt back on, he found that the boy had opened his eyes and was looking at him.

"Good morning, Broly."

"Good morning."

"Yeonju's sleeping posture is a bit bad."

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to being pestered when I'm sleeping."

Broly broke free from the girl's embrace, crawled out of the bed, and stretched.

"Won't you sleep a little longer?"

"I've rested."

"Go wash up. I'll make breakfast. By the way, is it okay to have fried eggs and bread for breakfast?"

Broly nodded.

"Aren't you going to wake her up?"

Pointing at Enju Aihara in the bed, he asked the boy who was walking towards the kitchen.

"It will take some time to finish making breakfast, so let her sleep a little longer."

After Broly finished washing up, Rentaro Satomi served him breakfast.

Then, this person went to wake the girl up like an old nanny.

Enju Aihara was a little dazed, but when she heard that it was almost eight o'clock, she immediately became alert.

She quickly changed her clothes, ran to the bathroom, and brushed her teeth and washed up with the boy.

When she came out, she was a girl full of energy again.

"What are you guys going out for?"

Broly looked at Enju Aihara with her backpack on her back and asked the boy who was changing his shoes at the entrance.

"Yeonju and I are still students. I'm going to take her to school later, and then I'll go to school myself."

Rentaro Satomi explained.

"What about me? What do you need me to do?"

What Broly wanted to ask was about the content of the work, as he didn't know what Tendo Agency did yet.

"you……"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then said, "Follow me to school, and I'll take you to see someone."

"who?"

Broly asked curiously.

"My sponsor."

The boy answered.

"That's the woman who supports Rentaro!"

Aihara Enju added.

"Don't listen to Yanzhu's nonsense. That's our firm's equipment sponsor. They own a weapons company. The weapons I'm wearing and Yanzhu's shoes were all given by them. I'll take you there and see if I can get you a set of sponsored equipment."

Rentaro Satomi pushed his bicycle out of the door, and Enju Aihara jumped onto the back seat and gave him a little space in the front.

"Broly, sit in front of me."

The Saiyan boy did not refuse and sat on the back of the bicycle next to the girl.

The boy rode his bike very fast and soon arrived in front of a school called Goutian Primary School.

"Yeonju!"

There was a girl who seemed to be waiting for something at the school gate, and when she saw Enju Aihara, she immediately waved over here.

"Good morning, Ogawa."

"Did you see the Heavenly Punishment Girl yesterday?"

"I saw it."

"Red sauce's magic flash, isn't it super amazing?"

"Yeah, that's awesome."

The two girls chatted and laughed as they walked towards the school gate together.

Before entering the school gate, Enju Aihara did not forget to look back and waved in this direction.

"Kouta High School is on the other side."

After the girl entered the school, Rentaro Satomi took Broly to his own school.

However, since Goutian High School is a high-end private school, outsiders are not allowed to enter.

He could only take Broly over the wall and into the school.

Rentaro Satomi went straight to the student council.

"Hey, it's rare, Satomi, you actually came to see me so early in the morning. Have you finally thought it through and decided to leave that guy Tendo's agency and choose to join my company?"

A girl in a furisode kimono and holding an iron fan was somewhat surprised that the young man came to see her so early in the morning, so she asked.

"No, I came to you because of this child."

Rentaro Satomi moved aside to allow Shiba Miori to see the boy behind her.

"Hey, why don't I remember having such an illegitimate child with you?"

Sima Weizhi looked at the boy, narrowed her eyes and asked.

"This is Sima Weizhi, the daughter of Sima Heavy Industries, and the equipment sponsor of our Tendo Office. This is Broly, a new employee that Tendo Office just hired yesterday."

Rentaro Satomi ignored Shiba Miori's words and introduced the two people to each other's identities.

"That's pretty cold."

Sima Weizhi laughed in dismay, then looked at the boy with some suspicion.

"You actually recruited such a young child as an employee. Could it be that your firm has no money to sustain itself, and that woman Tendo Mugen wants to use this child to defraud our company of equipment and then resell it outside?"

"How is that possible? Sister Kisara would never do such a thing. Broly was recruited into our firm because of his own strength and her recognition."

Rentaro Satomi directly denied it.

"Well, I am 100% willing to believe what you said, Rentaro."

Sima Weizhi closed her fan, put on a fake smile, and said this.

"Click~"

She flipped a switch and the wall next to her suddenly opened, revealing a dark room.

"If you like any of the equipment here, take it."

In the darkroom, various equipments are displayed, ranging from daggers to rocket launchers.

Protective gear, cold weapons, hot weapons, everything is available.

"Are you really not afraid of an accidental discharge that could blow up the school?"

Rentaro Satomi looked at the box of high-explosive grenades in the glass safe and his eyes twitched.

"Ha, the grenades made by my family are world-class and won't go off accidentally."

Sima Weizhi said this with great confidence.

"Can I take any equipment here?"

Broly asked at this time.

"Heavy thermal weapons are not suitable for reselling. I don't recommend you to take them. Other than that, as long as you can lift them, you can take them."

Sima Weizhi replied.

"Hey, hey, hey, you don't mean to believe me at all when you say this!"

As Rentaro Satomi complained, he saw Broly walking straight towards Shiba Miori.

"Eh?!"

Sima Weizhi was just about to say something insulting to her deadly rival, Tendou Bokugen, when she lost her balance.

When she came to her senses, she found herself being held in the arms of a princess with her arms outstretched by the boy brought by Rentaro Satomi.

"I have chosen. I want this equipment."

Broly decisively chose Sima Miori as his equipment.

The reason is not surprising, that is, Crystal Palace recognized the other party as a target.

"Clap~"

Rentaro Satomi slapped his forehead and felt his head getting bigger.

How can God pick the equipment and take away the equipment sponsor?

"Broly, this is a person, not equipment."

He had to remind the boy.

"Giggle..."

After Sima Weizhi reacted, she covered her mouth with her fan and laughed.

"Satomi, where did you find this kid? He has such... well, good taste. I asked him to choose the equipment here, and he immediately picked out my best and most expensive equipment!"

"Well, this is a bit complicated."

"That goes without saying. I like this kid very much. I will pay for all his personal equipment from now on."

Sima Weizhi made the promise directly.

"I don't need any other equipment, I just want you, okay?"

Broly asked.

"Oh, it's still a little wolfhound, but it's a pity that I'm not a shotacon.

Besides, my sister already has another obedient puppy."

She was looking at the boy next to her with some expectation.

"So, I can't let you pick it up and make it your personal equipment."

Sima Miori rubbed the Saiyan's head with her hand and got down from the boy's arms.

Broly: "..."

This is the third time I have been rejected when looking for a wife in this world.

"Ding~" At this moment, the cell phone in Rentaro Satomi's pocket rang.

"Hello~"

The signal in this darkroom was not good, so he ran outside to answer it.

"Do you prefer hot weapons or cold weapons?"

Sima Weizhi was in the room, asking the boy what type of equipment he needed.

"What? You said Yanzhu..."

"What happened to Xiao Yanzhu?"

Two heads, one big and one small, one tall and one short, popped out of the darkroom and asked.

"There's a rumor going around in elementary school that Yeon-joo is a cursed child, and her class director asked me to go over and talk to her now..."

Rentaro Satomi's face did not look very good. At this moment, he suddenly remembered what Hiruko Kagetsugu said before he left yesterday.

"Bang~"

The boy punched the wall next to him, leaving a dent in the wall.

"I'll leave Broly in your care for now. I'll rush to Enju School."

Rentaro Satomi left the boy in the care of Shiba Miori and ran away.

"Is it bad that Yeonju revealed the identity of the Cursed Child?"

Broly sat in the office for a while and noticed that Sima Weizhi's face looked a little heavy, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Well, that's bad. I might get expelled."

The girl in kimono nodded.

"why?"

Broly was a little confused.

"Little Broly, don't you know that ordinary people in society are rejecting the Cursed Child?"

Sima Weizhi asked back.

"I know, but when Yanzhu went to school in the morning, there were people waiting for her at the school gate. They should be her friends. They were talking and laughing with each other. Would she be excluded for that?"

Broly asked.

“The more friends you make and the better your relationships are, the more hurt you will be when you are rejected by these people.

Now, I just hope that Xiao Yanzhu can deny that he is the child of the curse."

Sima Weizhi rubbed her temples, leaned back in her office chair, and said with a sigh.

"Wow..."

Such a voice was heard from the side. Sima Weizhi was about to look over when a gust of wind suddenly blew in the office.

"Where did such a strong wind come from? Was this window open just now?"

When the strong wind passed and they were able to open their eyes, some paper documents had been blown everywhere. Sima Weizhi looked at the open window in confusion.

"Hey, where's Broly?"

When she turned around again, there was no trace of the boy in her private office in the Student Union.

. . . .

While Rentaro Satomi was still riding his bicycle towards Kouda Elementary School, Broly had already found the girl who was running back home.

Enju Aihara threw her red schoolbag on the table and sat on the floor with her head hung. She looked a little depressed, as if she had been hit hard and was listless.

"You didn't deny your identity as the cursed child?"

Broly entered the room through the window, looked at the dejected girl and asked.

"what?!"

The sudden sound in front of her made Aihara Enju move back a distance like a frightened little rabbit.

"Hey, Broly, it's you, you're back?"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief after seeing clearly that it was Broly.

"I heard that your identity as the child of the curse has spread throughout your school. Didn't you deny that you are not the child of the curse?"

Broly asked again.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky outside, and it looked like it was going to rain.

"I am the child of the curse, why should I deny it?"

Enju Aihara picked up the TV remote control.

"By the way, do you want to watch TV?"

She asked, turning on the TV.

"The cursed child will be rejected, don't you know that?"

Broly didn't let the subject change. Instead, he looked at the girl who was pretending nothing had happened and continued to ask.

A girl's expression may be deceiving, but her happiness value cannot be deceiving.

She was sad and lost, and the smile on her face was just a disguise.

"I know, but I thought they would be different. Even after knowing that I was the child of the curse, they would still be willing to continue to be friends with me..."

Enju Aihara was asked so many questions that she couldn't pretend anymore and started crying and yelling at the boy.

"Those people excluded you?"

On the Crystal Palace panel, the girl's happiness value has dropped to 0. If there were no negative numbers displayed, Broly would have no doubt that the other party's current happiness value would be negative.

"Tick tock..."

It started to rain outside.

"We obviously get along very well and are good friends who can talk about anything, but..."

Broly sat next to Enju Aihara and listened to the girl's chatter as if she was venting.

"You don't have to feel sad. People who stay away from you because of some shortcomings are not your friends at all."

After Broly finished speaking, he added: "If my wife Huihui was here, she would definitely comfort you like this."

"Well, thank you very much for your wife Huihui's comfort."

Aihara Enju's voice was a little soft as she thanked him, but her energy was still a little low.

Seeing this, Broly encouraged again: "So, you better cheer up, because you don't have any real friends in school!"

Aihara Enju: “…”

She was so sad and upset that she was speechless at this moment.

I have no friends. Is this a comforting word?

"Broly, has anyone ever told you before that you are good at comforting people?"

"Uh, no, but am I very good at comforting people?"

Aihara Enju took a deep breath, and the words "No way" on her lips turned into: "At least, I feel better now."

"It turns out that I have this ability!"

Broly looked down at his hands with a serious expression on his face, as if he had suddenly discovered that he possessed some potential abilities.

"puff……"

The bunny girl was amused by the Saiyan boy's serious expression, and her nose was covered with snot bubbles.

"what happened?"

Broly didn't understand her reaction, so he looked over and asked.

"No, I just thought of something funny."

Enju Aihara quickly took some tissues and wiped the snot from her nose.

After wiping, he was silent for a while before asking, "Hey, Broly, can I treat you as my real friend?"

"Then will you be my wife?"

Broly asked back.

"If I don't want to be your wife, does that mean I can't treat you as a true friend?"

Enju Aihara stared at him with eyes that were a little red from crying.

"That's not true."

Broly shook his head and denied it. He did have friends besides his wife.

"It's just that being my wife has a lot of advantages."

"What's the benefit?"

Enju Aihara asked out of curiosity.

"If someone makes you sad, I'll help you beat up the person who made you sad, something like that."

"That's not a big deal. If I can hit someone, I can do it myself."

The girl curled her lips.

“There are other benefits as well.”

"What's the benefit?"

"Give you a massage, scrub your body, practice sparring with you, fulfill your wishes, and so on."

Broly continued.

"A wish? My current wish is just to find a true friend, the kind that doesn't require any other conditions. Can you help me realize it?"

"Uh, okay then."

Broly was a little disappointed, but agreed anyway.

"Then shake my hand."

Said Enju Aihara.

"Ok?"

Broly looked at her strangely.

"Shake hands, my good friend. Don't you know that?"

Broly: "..."

It feels like the other person is like the little Toosaka Rin again.

However, he still reached out and shook hands with Enju Aihara's little hand.

(End of this chapter)