Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 388 You May Need Million Points of Military Support

"Yeonju, uh..."

When Rentaro Satomi hurriedly rode his bicycle back home to look for the girl.

What was seen was the girl sitting next to the Saiyan boy with a calm look on her face.

The two held hands and sat in front of the TV, watching last night's rerun of the Tenchu ​​Girls show together.

"Rentaro~"

Seeing the young man rushing in, Enju Aihara quickly greeted him.

"Yeonju, are you okay?"

Rentaro Satomi asked the girl a little nervously.

"I'm fine. Sorry to have made you worried. Do you want to watch TV with us?"

The girl shook her head and asked.

"I'm glad you're okay."

The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Broly, why are you back too?"

He looked at the boy next to him and asked.

"I came here to comfort her."

Broly spoke the truth, he was always frank.

"And be my real friend!"

Enju Aihara added from the side.

"I declare that Broly is my best friend from now on!"

The girl solemnly announced this by raising the limbs that were still connected to the boy's when he rushed in.

Rentaro Satomi looked at the girl and the boy still holding hands and felt a little weird, but the girl was still in spirit, which was a good thing.

"By the way, Broly, didn't you bring your equipment back?"

It was not advisable to dwell too much on this issue, so Rentaro Satomi quickly changed the subject and asked the boy.

"No."

Broly shook his head.

"Can't find the right equipment for you?"

the boy asked.

"Found it, but was rejected. Didn't you see it before?"

Broly replied in a somewhat muffled tone.

"Is Sister Miori so stingy that she's not willing to give him any equipment?"

Enju Aihara felt that this shouldn't be the case.

"The equipment he chose is Sima Weizhi herself. How do you want her to equip herself to him?"

When saying this, Rentaro Satomi actually thought of the equipment method, but he quickly shook his head to shake off the image of an old cow nibbling on young grass and a big cart riding a pony, which was too indecent.

"You're here to choose equipment, why did you choose people?"

Enju Aihara looked at this true friend curiously and asked directly.

"The only equipment I want is from the other party. As for the other equipment, weapons are not as powerful as my own fists and feet, and armor is probably not as strong as my Baya beast suit."

Broly said as he pointed at the green fursuit hanging in the room.

"real or fake?"

Enju Aihara didn't quite believe it.

"If you don't believe me, you can try it."

"So I really tried it?"

Broly nodded, and Enju Aihara let go.

She ran to the green beast suit, took off the Baya beast suit and started trying to tear it apart.

But in the end, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make any changes to the Bayamon suit.

"Rentaro, Broly's clothes are very tough."

Hearing this, Rentaro Satomi became curious and walked over.

“Can I cut it with a knife?”

He tried pulling it and found that it really didn't move at all, so he asked the boy.

"what ever."

Broly didn't care. Although the clothes were woven from the fallen Baya's fur, they were not something that could be easily destroyed by the weak people in this world.

And this is indeed the case. Rentaro Satomi chopped and stabbed with a knife, but did not cause any damage to the green Baya beast suit.

The clothes clearly felt soft to the touch, but if you cut them hard, it would feel like you were cutting on a web that you could not cut through.

"What material is your clothes made of?"

The boy, who was a little out of breath, asked directly.

"Baiyamon's hair."

Broly replied.

"What is Bayamon?"

"They are giant monsters that are native to the planet Wampa, and some of them are my good friends."

Broly explained.

"good friend?!"

Enju Aihara was very interested in this topic, so she asked the Saiyan boy about it. When she learned that Broly's monster friend was as tall as a mountain, her eyes lit up.

Rentaro Satomi looked at the green beast suit, then looked at Broly who was describing the appearance of Bayamon in a very realistic way to Enju Aihara, and felt that the boy's identity as an alien from another world seemed to be more confirmed.

"By the way, Broly, I'll take you to the doctor for a checkup in the evening."

"What is a physical examination?"

Broly asked curiously.

"It means a physical examination to see if you are healthy and have any diseases."

"I'm in great shape!"

"That needs to be checked too. Yeon-joo should go with us too."

Rentaro Satomi felt a little worried about leaving the girl alone at home.

"Dr. Muroto Sumire is a somewhat shady person. She always stays in the underground research institute and never sees the sun. She likes to study corpses and dissect gastrula. I have even seen her eat the meat of gastrula.

But she is a good person, she will check my body regularly, and give Rentaro some inhibitory drugs, so that Rentaro can inject them into my body every once in a while."

Enju Aihara introduced.

"you are sick?"

"I'm not sick, I have the enterovirus. If the erosion rate of the enterovirus in my body exceeds 50%, I will turn into a monster."

"No, as long as you have regular checkups and inject the enterovirus inhibitor on time, you will never turn into a monster."

At this time, the rebroadcast of Tenchu ​​Girls on TV had ended, and the next program was the morning news in Tokyo area.

The headline of the news is that the Holy Emperor proposed a special bill in this year's parliament...

Following the host's introduction, a beautiful girl in a white fur hat appeared on TV.

The other party first praised the activeness of the civilian police company, which provided a positive impact on the security of the Tokyo area.

It also raised the proportion of cursed children among the population increase in the past decade, combined with the activeness of the police, and the role of some initiator girls in the security of the Tokyo area.

He then proposed a bill to protect the cursed children after he ascended the throne...

"The new law of the original intestine is a bill that grants the cursed children the human rights they deserve. It will definitely become the cornerstone of the new era after the war.

With this bill as an opportunity, conflicts among humans will disappear, and we will steadily move toward a society where everyone can live in peace.

This is exactly my mission as the Son of Heaven who took over the throne from my predecessor..."

Rentaro Satomi saw that the boy was suddenly attracted by the news program on TV, and thought he was attracted by the news topic, so he said something.

"Although the world is full of discrimination against the children of the curse, it is getting better. The emergence of the new law of the original intestine is proof of this."

"Uh, I just want to know, where is this person?"

Broly pointed at the white-haired Holy Emperor on TV and said.

"I want to invite her to be my wife."

Satomi Rentaro: "..."

【Why don’t you go to heaven? 】

"This person is the new Holy Son of Heaven, the head of state of this country. I don't think he will accept your invitation to become your wife."

"How can you know if you don't ask?"

Having said that, after being rejected so many times in a row, the Saiyan boy felt a little insecure.

"The gap in status is so big that it's hard to even meet."

"is it hard?"

“It’s not that there is no solution, there is something called a hotline.

In order to show his closeness to the people, the Holy Emperor has a special hotline.

Citizens can make a phone call to express their opinions to the Holy Emperor.

Of course, this needs to be reviewed by some teams.

Only approved calls will be connected to the Holy Emperor. This is the only reliable way for ordinary citizens to communicate with the head of state."

Rentaro Satomi took out his cell phone.

“Do you need help calling the hotline?”

he asks.

Although the boy's idea was a bit outrageous, he comforted Enju after all, and Rentaro Satomi felt that he had to do something for him.

Of course, the teenager didn’t think that the boy could really succeed. Even whether the call could be connected was still an unknown.

"Ah."

Broly nodded. Since this was a reliable way to communicate with the targets on TV, he would use this.

It was raining outside, and the identity of Enju's cursed child was exposed, so Rentaro Satomi had no intention of going back to school.

He first called Sima Weizhi and asked her to help him ask for leave, then the boy started calling the Saint Emperor hotline in the Tokyo area.

However, there seemed to be too many people calling this hotline, and the phone was always busy.

. . . .

"Hey, as soon as the news about the new original intestine law was broadcast, all the calls came in were terrible!"

The operator of the Saint Emperor's hotline rubbed his head. After the morning news was broadcast, all the calls he received early in the morning were insults against the Saint Emperor.

“This is normal. In this plundered generation, many people vent their hatred for the gastrula on those cursed children.

Only those who have not had their precious things robbed can look at those children normally, but how many such people are there?
In today's society which is filled with an atmosphere of hatred towards cursed children, among those who have no relevant interests and can look upon cursed children normally, how many will speak up for children who have nothing to do with themselves?

Even if there are relevant interests, such as parents giving birth to cursed children, they will abandon their children under the pressure of the cold eyes of countless people around them in life.

This is the general trend of society. It is normal for the Holy Emperor to receive calls and verbal abuse from citizens if he wants to change this.

Okay, stop complaining, this is what we do for a living, and continue answering the phone and listening to some trash talk."

A colleague next to him persuaded him and he continued to answer the hotline calls from citizens.

After saying politely that he would convey their opinions to the Holy Emperor, he hung up the phone.

Then, continue to answer the next call.

"Senior, you are really amazing. However, do we really need to convey the insults from those who called us to Lord Saint Emperor?"

The young man was a little confused.

“Of course, these contents will not be conveyed verbatim, they will definitely be summarized and modified before being reported.

As for the calls that were all against the new law proposed by the Holy Emperor, that is not something that we small people can care about."

After all, they are just hotline call reviewers who are paid by the government, so they will not allow overly negative and vulgar calls to be directly put in the face of the Holy Emperor.

"Hey, senior, I received a different call here."

After calling the hotline for two hours, he finally got through. After Rentaro Satomi expressed his high approval of the new method of cooking raw intestines, the operator asked him to wait.

After a while, the person on the other end of the phone told him that he was very lucky to have his call answered by His Majesty the Holy Emperor.

After learning this, the boy's expression became a little subtle. He really didn't expect that not only did the call go through, but he could also get the call personally answered by His Majesty the Holy Emperor.

. . . .

At the Tokyo Council, the White-haired Saint Emperor was a little tired. She knew that there would be a lot of resistance to the implementation of the new original intestine method, but she didn't expect it to be so great.

First, the Seven Star Relics were lost, then terrorists like Hiruko Yingyin appeared, and then after the news of the implementation of the new law was broadcast, voices of opposition emerged from all walks of life.

Fortunately, not everyone is against the implementation of the new law. Some civilian police agencies are willing to speak up for the cursed children. There are also some people in the Tokyo branch of the International Initiate Supervisory Organization IISO who are willing to allow the cursed children under their supervision to obtain some of the rights that belong to normal people.

Although there are still many people in the society who cannot understand the new original intestine law and have called the hotline to say some harsh and excessive words to her, the Holy Emperor, there are still people who understand the situation and know that this situation cannot continue and are willing to support the new original intestine law.

Although there may not be even one person like this among a hundred people, as long as the new original intestine method can be promoted, more and more people in society will understand it.

Sitting in the office chair, the young Saint Emperor took a deep breath, and after making preparations, she began to answer calls from the public on the hotline.

"Mr. Satomi, thank you for your call. I am the Holy Emperor..."

Of course, although it is a hotline that answers calls from the public, it is not an ordinary public hotline and not everyone can report to her.

In fact, the front-line operator will only report it after seeing the incoming phone number has the Tendo Office logo.

The Assistant Officer Tiantong beside her had always been critical of Yuanchang's new method, and the Holy Emperor thought that it was the Assistant Officer's granddaughter who was rumored to be at odds with her family who had contacted him in this way, so he asked her to answer the call.

How should I put it? This is actually a somewhat wonderful misunderstanding.

"Your Excellency, I fully agree with your new method of proto-intestine..."

Rentaro Satomi first expressed his agreement with the political views of the Young Saint Emperor.

"Thank you. I wonder if Mr. Satomi called to give you any advice on the new method of raw intestine?"

The Holy Emperor thanked him politely and began to ask questions.

"I don't dare to take credit for my opinion. The main reason is that I have a child who admires His Excellency the Holy Emperor."

Rentaro Satomi looked at Broly who was looking at him, and said to the Holy Emperor on the other end of the phone.

【Child? Admire me? 】

The young Saint Emperor was stunned at first, but soon understood.

The subtext of this statement should be that some cursed children in the outer city have already known about the existence of the new law of the original intestine and have clearly expressed their support for her.

As for how they knew about those cursed children, it must have been the action of the police officer from the Tendo Office on the other end of the phone.

The other party is using actual actions to express his or her position, that he or she is on the side of the Holy Emperor.

"Well, this child who admires you now has something to say to you, Saint Emperor, and I hope you can listen."

"it is good."

The Holy Emperor agreed without hesitation. Although she was young, she was also a politician and most of her considerations were political. But if she could get some sincere encouragement from the cursed child, it would still make her feel a little comforted.

"Be polite and address him as His Excellency the Holy Son of Heaven."

Rentaro Satomi picked up the phone and reminded the boy next to him not to be rude on the phone.

Broly nodded, took the phone and said, "Hello, Your Excellency the Holy Emperor, I saw the news on TV that you advocated the new method of original intestine."

[Why does it sound like a boy's voice? ]

The Holy Emperor was a little confused, but still replied: "This is what I should do."

"I heard there was a lot of resistance?"

The child over there asked again.

"Yes, but no matter how difficult it is, I will implement the new method of raw intestine."

The Holy Emperor gives a child a guarantee.

"Do you need help?"

"Of course, I need a lot of help from many people."

"I can help you."

"Um?!"

The Holy Emperor was a little surprised. This conversation didn't seem like he was talking to an ordinary child.

[Could it be that someone is using a voice changer to communicate with me through the number of the Tiantong Police Office? ]

"I wonder who you are?"

The Holy Emperor asked tentatively.

"I'm a Saiyan."

[Who are the Saiyans? ]

The Holy Emperor was somewhat puzzled, but he did not show it.

"I wonder how you can help me?"

she asked.

"I am good at using force, and you may need some support from force."

[Is he from the military?! ]

The Holy Emperor thought that Tiantong Office was related to Sima Heavy Industry, and he couldn't help but make some guesses.

But he remained calm on the surface and asked, "I wonder what I need to give to gain your support?"

"You don't have to pay anything, you just have to agree to be my wife."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was some commotion coming from the other side. The Saint Emperor vaguely heard the words "Don't talk nonsense", and there seemed to be some disagreements on the other side.

As a politician, she certainly would not take the words just now superficially. The wife the other party mentioned should mean union.

And the husband sings and the wife follows, which means that if a cooperation is reached, the Holy Emperor must listen to the other party and take the lead.

"I'm sorry, I can't accept the conditions you proposed. Please forgive me for rejecting them."

"Don't you think about it?"

"I'll remember this number. If I really need it, I'll call it again."

The Holy Emperor left this sentence and hung up the phone.

. . . .

"That's it. What did you say?"

Rentaro Satomi had a headache and just hoped that the Holy Emperor opposite him would take the boy's words as a joke.

The young man didn't know that the Holy Emperor of the Council thought this call was from the military forces using the name of the Tendo Office.

After hanging up the phone, she felt that life was difficult. Not only were the assistant officers eyeing her covetously, but there were also unknown forces in the army who wanted to undermine her.

"Hey~"

Putting down the phone, Broly sighed.

He was rejected again, but he seemed to be used to it.

(End of this chapter)