Konoha: I, Naruto, will eat the Forest-Forest Fruit!

Chapter 422 The World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament

"You've misunderstood, Aunt Bulma. What I meant was... uh..."

Naruto paused, looking at Bulma and slightly curving his lips downwards.

"Bulma...Ms."

Naruto's lips twitched.

Bulma's expression was all too familiar to her.

It's best not to call her "auntie" on purpose anymore.

Otherwise, Naruto had no doubt that Bulma would immediately call Vegeta over.

To avoid unnecessary trouble, Naruto changed his mind.

Besides, he actually felt a little strange calling Bulma "Auntie".

This is Bulma from the C-timeline.

If it were from timeline A or timeline B, calling it that would inevitably lead to an interesting battle.

Bulma's pretty face remained unchanged when she heard Naruto suddenly change his mind, but she was inwardly horrified.

Even her father wouldn't notice her little expression.

As for Vegeta... how could Superman possibly know?

"Ahem... This business... is very simple. I think you must have secretly checked my background, right?"

Bulma's lips curled slightly; she was a smart person.

She nodded in agreement.

As for the little incident just now, she naturally pretended it hadn't happened.

After all, Bulma believed that she wasn't embarrassed; it was others who were embarrassed.

Unfortunately, no matter how she observed, she couldn't see any trace of embarrassment on Naruto's face.

"I am indeed short of money, but I'm too lazy to use any other methods."

"I figured it would be more convenient to come directly to you, this rich woman."

Bulma was pleased with Naruto's way of addressing her and chuckled softly, covering her mouth.

"The transaction content can make you younger without any side effects; it's a true way to become younger."

"It's just like making a wish with the dragon."

"Bulma, what do you think is a good price for a deal like this... no, I should say, a deal that could make you a year younger?"

"I see..." Bulma drawled out.

"So what do you think is a suitable amount?"

Naruto shook his head. "I think Bulma would be better off deciding on this price herself."

"I've said my piece. Whether you want to make the deal or not is up to you."

After saying that, Naruto stopped talking and quietly looked at Bulma.

Bulma didn't expect Naruto to shut up so quickly.

She pondered for a long time.

Then, he took out his phone and made a call.

About ten minutes.

A woman in a suit and tie came forward carrying a briefcase.

After putting down her suitcase, the woman immediately went back.

Bulma opened her suitcase and laughed, "It would be unfair to myself to measure this in terms of money."

"However... you seem to need these things more."

"Very well, then I'll do what I can."

With that, Bulma handed a card made of a special material to Naruto.

"I'm a greedy woman. Here's what we'll do: there's no limit to the amount of money inside."

"So, conversely, how about I restore as many times as I want, without any limit?"

Bulma's idea is not bad.

Naruto looked at her and nodded.

As expected of Bulma.

"make a deal."

With that, Naruto stood up and walked over to Bulma.

"How many years younger do you want to look?"

"Just restore me to 18 years old," Bulma said without hesitation.

Naruto was stunned for a moment.

It was both reasonable and unexpected.

"it is good."

He didn't waste any words.

He raised his hand and lightly touched Bulma's brow with one finger.

Instantly, a stream of pure nutrients flowed from Naruto's fingers into Bulma's brow.

Bulma was immediately enveloped in a faint green light.

"Ah~"

Naruto: "..."

With the injection of nutrients.

A sickly blush crept onto Bulma's pretty face.

half an hour.

When Bulma opened her eyes again.

The world has become much brighter.

She quickly picked up the small mirror next to her.

This photo left her stunned on the spot.

"It's really true... so bouncy... my skin is as firm as it was when I was young..."

Naruto picked up the card from the table and walked towards the door.

Bulma was so excited that she didn't care about anything else.

Examine every corner of your body.

To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, Naruto left first.

Outside, Trunks was being forcibly pulled by Gohan, and he was also using another bracelet.

When Naruto came out, he saw two strangely dressed "supermen," one big and one small.

Hmm... Once Trunks got into playing, he completely forgot what he was wearing.

However, to Naruto's surprise, Vegeta actually showed up.

Of course, I was sitting at a distance.

Gohan and Trunks, caught up in the game, were completely unaware of his arrival.

Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't be able to let go.

Vegeta noticed Naruto's gaze and slowly opened his eyes.

He unconsciously glanced at the door that Naruto had left, which was not completely closed.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Naruto instantly turned dangerous.

I waited for quite a while.

Bulma then came out.

The moment she came out, she was a completely different person.

Vegeta couldn't help but feel a chill.

Bulma smiled, looking much more confident.

It felt like I was back to the mindset of when I was 18.

Gohan quickly took off his helmet and said, "Aunt Bulma, this outfit is so cool... But, is there any way to get another one?"

"I plan to participate in this year's World Martial Arts Tournament with Naruto."

"I heard the prize money is very tempting... so Naruto suggested that I should help my mom out too."

Upon hearing this, Bulma looked at Naruto in surprise, then smiled at Gohan and said:

"I see."

"I said, with your personality, why would you participate in this kind of competition?"

"Not bad, Gohan has grown up."

Gohan touched his nose somewhat awkwardly, his face turning red.

"So, you want the helmet to be able to change your voice?"

"No, that's not how it works. Wearing helmets and protective gear at the World Martial Arts Tournament shouldn't be allowed, right?"

"So, although I really like this helmet, but..."

Bulma habitually lit a cigarette and then chuckled, "I understand. As long as I don't reveal your identity, it'll be fine, right?"

Gohan nodded quickly.

Then Trunks froze again.

Bulma then took out a white cloth and sunglasses.

One head above Gohan's head.

Wow!

"I see, it was so easy to solve!"

Gohan looked at himself in the mirror and was once again overwhelmed by his own handsomeness.

Trunks: "..."

No... I would never dress up like that!

Bulma giggled incessantly.

Looking at Gohan in front of me is like looking at Goku when he was a child.

Bulma patted Gohan on the shoulder.

"No matter what, remember to hold back a little."

"Although you can defeat your opponent and win in no time, it's simple and boring."

"But, this is..."

"That's hard to say."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Bulma.

Then Vegeta walked over with a serious expression.

"Also, if I'm not mistaken, the opponent who helped you raise your ki yesterday was probably this classmate of yours, right?"

Vegeta looked at Naruto.

He glanced again at Bulma, who had suddenly become younger.

Something feels off, but the most important thing right now is...

The World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament!

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