Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 781 Freya: My luck stat is S today.
“Brother Broly, you have saved me many times. I can say that without your help, I would not be who I am today. I can swear to you that if you asked me to go through fire and water, I would do it without hesitation.”

But going to the entertainment district isn't a good idea, is it? If Miss Anna finds out I've been fooling around in a place like that, I'm definitely doomed!

The white-haired boy was brought over, and upon learning that Broly wanted him to go to the pleasure district to find prostitutes, he shook his head vigorously.

"Bell, when you came to Orario, didn't you loudly proclaim at the city gate that you were here to find cute girls to meet and build a harem? Why are you so timid now, just meeting a florist?"

"I……"

Bell was somewhat speechless. Influenced by his grandfather, he did indeed want to have a harem and meet many girls. However, after actually meeting others, he found that it was not a simple matter. His strong sense of moral responsibility made it difficult for this innocent young man to date multiple women while still dating his current girlfriend.

Ultimately, Bell and Broly grew up in different environments. Broly was raised in the harsh living conditions of Planet Wampa from a young age, which made him a standard harem king. He had long regarded having multiple wives as a matter of course and had been practicing it ever since.

But Bell, having only received theoretical education, is a complete novice when it comes to practical skills. In the original work, the skills he wholeheartedly admires are all the type that involve being devoted to girls.

Asking a naive young man to go to the pleasure district and find prostitutes, even if it's just to stage a staged accident, makes Bale feel that he is not up to the task.

Seeing the troubled look on the boy's face, Broly sighed. Given the boy's personality, it was not appropriate for him to force Bell to do something that was somewhat difficult.

After thinking for a moment, Broly turned to Daphne and Cassandra beside him: "Miss Daphne, and Miss Cassandra, I wonder if either of you could help with this 'fake accident and trouble-making' task?"

"Oh, no, Mr. Broly, we're both women!"

Upon hearing this, Daphne, who was watching the drama unfold, was quite surprised. She never expected that visiting prostitutes in the pleasure district would lead to something involving the two of them.

"It's okay if it's a woman, I saw female customers over at Huanle Street too."

"But they went to the male escorts in the entertainment district, didn't they?"

"Most of them are, but a small number are not. You were once members of the Apollo Familia, and the Apollo Familia is quite good at staging accidents and causing trouble. As the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. I think professional matters should be left to professionals."

That might sound hurtful, but that's really what Broly thought.

“But we in the Apollo clan don’t do this kind of troublemaking or extortion work…”

Cassandra said with difficulty.

"In fact, as long as you explain it to Miss Anna before you go, it will be fine."

At that moment, Lily Luca raised her hand and spoke.

Bell looked conflicted, but after a period of internal struggle, he made his decision.

“Brother Broly, I’ll go. Before I go, I’ll explain things properly to Miss Anna. If she still can’t accept it, then I…”

The white-haired youth exuded an air of utter desolation, as if he were prepared for a breakup.

"Bell, don't worry, I'll help you explain to Miss Anna."

Broly was pleased that his previous care for the young man had not been in vain.

Just as they were plotting their elaborate staged accident that evening, more customers arrived at the Stove Fire Inn.

"Hey, Hermes, what brings you here?"

“I have something very important to say to Hestia and to your son Broly.”

The intelligence expert who came to visit had a serious expression on his face.

"What exactly happened?"

Hestia welcomed the man in and asked him questions.

“Ishtar may already have his eye on your son, Broly.”

Hermes gets straight to the point, stating this conclusion directly.

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, the conspirators were taken aback, thinking that their plan to extort the Ishtar Familia had been discovered.

"Because the Freya Familia took special care of your child, it aroused the interest of Ishtar, who was always secretly watching the Freya Familia."

However, it wasn't until Hermes explained why they were being targeted that Broly and the others realized that their conspiracy hadn't yet been carried out.

"Wait, when did Freya's Familia start taking care of my child?"

"I will resolve the issue of the Kali clan blocking the gate for you."

"Oh, does that count too?"

"Isn't that the person Seele found to help?"

"It seems there's another reason why the Freya Familia is taking care of you?"

"Of course, otherwise, could it be that Freya has taken a fancy to my son Broly?"

Hestia said matter-of-factly.

【I've actually taken a liking to it!】

Freya, observing the situation from the shadows through the amulet, thought to herself.

"If there isn't a very close relationship, this is best."

"No, Hermes, you came here and immediately said that my child is being targeted by Ishtar. How did you know this information?"

"Because I received a request from Ishtar yesterday to investigate the relationship between your child and Freya. However, since your child's relationship with Freya is not significant, as long as your child doesn't get close to Freya and maintains a proper distance from that goddess, there shouldn't be any problems."

Hermes was relieved to find that it was just a misunderstanding on Ishtar's part.

For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, like when he used work as an excuse to sneak out to pick up girls and go on dates, leaving the clan's complicated affairs to his captain, only to be discovered by Asphie.

Is some woman cursing me behind my back again? No, no, no, I haven't been exploiting Asfi lately. I was probably just a little overworked last night...

Hermes consoled himself with this thought, while a certain goddess, who was secretly observing, had already broken the precious lipstick, worth millions of pharyas, in half with her fingers.

[What do you mean by "not a big deal"? You won't let Broly get close to me, and you even want to keep your distance! Hermes, you deserve to die!]

Freya is just upset that her goddess-like qualities haven't been recognized by Broly as a potential romantic interest; she doesn't actually want to give up on the child.

[And Ishtar, you bitch, you dared to set your sights on Broly, you deserve to die too!]

Freya's gloomy mood was completely reflected on her face.

"Lady Freya?"

The maidservant who served her was somewhat frightened because Helen was away acting as Seele.

"I'm fine, I just suddenly thought of some unhappy things."

Upon hearing the sound, Freya reacted and quickly regained control of her somewhat out-of-control expression, reverting to her composed and aloof queenly demeanor.

"Pass down the word that I am going to convene a meeting of the clans. Tell Ota and the others to wait for me in the study."

Freya's face was icy cold. She knew that Ishtar was coveting the child she had her eye on. Having learned last night that Ishtar was plotting against her, she no longer wanted to wait.

She planned to gather her clan's forces and that night go to the entertainment district to wipe out Ishtar and her clan.

"Lady Freya?"

However, when Ota and the others gathered in the study, Freya's aloof expression completely disappeared, replaced by a subtle, silly smile.

"Oh, what is it?"

Ota called her several times before Freya came to her senses. She looked at the high-ranking members of her own clan in the study with some confusion.

"Uh, Lady Freya, you were the one who sent someone to inform us to come to the study for a meeting."

Hedin offered a word of advice.

"Oh, right."

Freya coughed lightly to cover her embarrassment.

Just as Hedin and the others thought their goddess had something important to announce, Freya said, "Actually, it's nothing important. I just suddenly wanted to change the location for our daily greetings. Um, good morning, have you all had breakfast yet?"

"Thank you for your concern, Lady Freya. We've already had breakfast." "That's fine then. I'm going to take a bath. Oh, and Hedin, tell the guards at the door to prepare so that when the goddess Hestia brings her entourage to visit, they won't stop her from coming in."

After Freya finished giving her instructions, she got up and left. In the study, Hedin and the other high-ranking members of Freya's Familia looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were completely baffled by their goddess's sudden summons to her study, as if preparing for a major meeting, only to end the morning meeting abruptly and as if nothing had happened.

However, one thing is certain...

"Lady Freya's strange reaction is definitely related to that kid from the Hestia Familia!"

Freya's mood swings, both down and uplifted by others, aroused some jealousy among the Freya Familia's higher-ups who longed for their goddess's attention and favor.

Although Hedin didn't know what had happened, as the strategist of Freya's Familia, he guessed correctly why Freya had been laughing foolishly just now.

This was because Freya learned through the amulet that Broly was preparing to implement a revised plan to capture the new fox-girl.

. . . .

"Lord Hermes, are you saying that the goddess Ishtar is hostile to the goddess Freya, and that she would want to possess me because Freya has taken a liking to me?"

"Yes."

"Lord Hestia, I would like to add something to our previous plan to extort money from you."

"What supplement?"

"I will use the fact that the god Ishtar wants to obtain me to increase the probability that he will agree to play war games with us."

"Oh, so what you mean is?"

"I'll bet myself on the table, putting myself as a stake."

"Wait, Broly, I don't quite understand. Didn't you say that the Freya Familia's care for you was because of a girl connected to the Freya Familia?"

"Yes, that's right."

"If that's the case, you're not the person Freya wants. How can we make Ishtar want you?"

"Then we'll have to ask Lord Hermes for help."

"Hey, you wouldn't be trying to get me to pass on false information to Ishtar, would you? Let me tell you, I am a god with an absolutely neutral stance, and I never pass on false information."

Hermes stated his position.

"Then, why don't we just turn this false intelligence into true intelligence?"

However, Hestia spoke suddenly.

"Ah, this is fake information. How can I turn it into real information?"

"It's simple. We can just ask Freya for help and have her pretend to like Broly and act out the truth."

As for you, Hermes, you don't need to report false information. You just need to report what you saw truthfully.

"I understand. You're putting on a show, making me watch, and then you only let me say what I saw, but what I saw isn't actually true, right?"

"Correct."

"But I know it's fake,"

"Is judging the authenticity of information something you, an intelligence dealer, supposed to do?"

“Alright, Hestia, you’re right. This doesn’t violate my principles as a neutral god. However, I have a question.”

"What's the problem?"

"Would Freya be willing to cooperate with your performance? You know, she is the Queen of Orario, second only to Hera in the past."

"Well, you don't need to worry about that. We'll try to persuade them later. Anyway, Ishtar is here to deal with her, and we can help her deal with the trump card that the Ishtar Familia has prepared to deal with her."

Hermes came to deliver the message, and Hestia, feeling that he was someone she could barely trust, also told him about her side's desire to start a war game.

Then, the above conversation took place. Freya, who saw the conversation through the amulet, had only one thought: Is there really such a good thing?

. . . .

"That's how it is, Freya. I'd like to ask you for help."

Hestia brought Broly to Freya's Familia.

Freya had the human and the god brought in, and then pretended to listen to the plan that she had already heard before.

She rested her chin on her hand, looking thoughtful.

"Hestia, you may not know this, but even among my own clan, only a very few can receive my favor."

"This is a mutually beneficial arrangement. You help us rescue a fox-girl, and we help you deal with the Ishtar Familia's trump card."

"That's true, but even without you, even with Ishtar's temporary upgrade as a trump card, they would never be a match for my children."

The goddess on the main seat exuded an air of absolute confidence in the strength of her own clan's children.

"Sigh, the negotiations broke down? Looks like plans can't keep up with changes."

Hestia was somewhat helpless; Freya was unwilling to cooperate, and she couldn't force anyone else to.

"It's alright, Lady Hestia. Since Lady Freya is unwilling, let's proceed according to our original plan. It's just that the probability of the Ishtar Familia agreeing to play the war game with us will be somewhat reduced. But even if the Ishtar Familia doesn't agree to play the war game with us, can't we just take action against them and fight a war that isn't a game?"

Broly is willing to solve the problem through means within the rules, but if means within the rules are not possible, then means outside the rules will also be acceptable.

He was determined to save Sanjou Haruhime, this newly appeared target of his affections. Either the Ishtar Familia would agree to his war game according to their own plan, or they would disagree, and he would simply overturn the table and forcibly take away the fox-girl and Aisha who was helping to guide them.

Afterwards, if the god Ishtar dares to cause trouble, I will use my fists and feet to persuade him to understand the importance of maintaining a peaceful relationship with me, a Saiyan from another world.

"Wait, when did I say I wasn't willing to help you?"

Just as Hestia and Broly were about to leave, Freya, who had taken a bath and dressed up carefully before their arrival, spoke up.

"Hey, since you're willing to help, why did you say those things earlier? I thought you weren't willing to help."

Hestia stopped and turned to look at Freya, grumbling somewhat discontentedly.

"I am willing to help, but not unconditionally."

"Uh, so what are your conditions, Lady Freya?"

"I'm searching for my destined encounter, but I wonder if you, child, can help me find it?"

Freya stood up, walked over gracefully, reached out and stroked the boy's cheek, and asked him directly.

"Ah, Freya, I wanted you to help me with the performance, not for you to take it seriously and actually fall for my child!"

Hestia only realized what was happening then, and immediately grabbed Broly's hand from her face, then glared angrily at the smiling Freya.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Hestia, your child is quite handsome, and I couldn't help myself."

"Lady Freya, are you looking for your destined encounter? Sure, I can help you find it."

At this moment, Broly said...

"Huh?!" *2
Freya and Hestia looked over together, both seemingly surprised.

"Since you've made this promise, I can only help you. However, if you fail to find me a destined partner that satisfies me, I'll definitely be very angry, and I might even have my kids start a war game with you."

Freya looked at the Saiyan boy with her beautiful light purple eyes. For some reason, she seemed to see a kind of confidence in Broly, as if he could really help her find her destined partner.

. . . .

Freya agreed to cooperate in the morning, but in the afternoon she took a liking to Broly's news and was taken to Ishtar by Hermes.

Just as Ishtar was thinking about how to make a move on the boy Freya had her eye on, a white-haired boy also arrived at the entertainment district, specifically asking to patronize the fox-girl's business.

(End of this chapter)