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DBZ YR Chapter 01
🕑 Added 2024-05-28 10:36:11 +0000 UTCMy name was Roshi. I had lived on this planet for over three hundred years. For three hundred years I was one of the strongest people living on the planet but I could tell changes were coming. In just the past decade we’ve had several attempts of people trying to take over or destroy the world. From the Red Ribbon Army to King Piccolo, I knew it was only a matter of time until it happened again.
I had hoped to leave the fate of the world in my disciples' hands but the enemies were just becoming too strong. Krillin would soon become too weak to defend the Earth and Goku might be tricked into handing it over for a good fight. To be honest that last fight against King Piccolo was luck that he won. The only way I could see the Earth not falling into someone truly evil's hands is if I stopped the threat myself.
In the three-year downtime until the next tournament, I gathered the dragon balls again to wish myself young granting me eternal youth. I smiled as Launch looked at me in confusion. “Who are you?” Her dopey expression with a slight tinge of red on her cheeks let me know that my appearance affected her.
I tried to make the old raspy voice of my original body again. “Ehh, you don’t recognize the owner of this island?” Still not understanding who I was she looked more confused than ever. I decided to just cut to the chase. “It’s me. Master Roshi.” Once again Launch gave a confused yell. “Ehh! You’re Master Roshi!? How?” She asked and I could only smile in her direction.
She was standing in the doorway so I walked up to her and grabbed her around the waist to gently guide her out of the way. Her slightly red face grew three shades darker as our bodies came in contact. I gave her a few sniffs but was disappointed because she just smelled like my shampoo. We were practically married already, she lived in my house as a live-in maid.
I almost don’t set her down. Almost, I’m still a gentleman after all. She licks her lips and keeps averting her eyes as I stare at her. I forgot how handsome I used to be, the ladies loved me so much they couldn’t control themselves. I go to tease her by groping her breasts but she lets out a moan and just looks at me embarrassed…
That’s not supposed to happen. She’s supposed to be mad and hit me with a pan or something will make her sneeze and turn her hair blonde. Her face was as red as a cherry as I decided to take advantage of the situation. I grope her all over waiting for the usual mad expression letting me know to stop but it never comes. She just gave me a lidded expression as I gulped, it had been over a hundred and fifty years since I had action.
The silly smile I had when I groped a woman faded from my face as it became more resolute. I close the distance and hug her into my body. We just sat like that for a few minutes, her just hugging into me. I breathed in her scent. Even though it was a familiar one it was still good. I whispered into her ear. “I want to make sure this is what you want.”
Another few minutes of her just hugging me. I could feel her hands clench the back of my shirt as she was too embarrassed to say anything. She just leaned back away from me before nodding and closing her eyes while pouting for a kiss. I kissed her as I picked her up and carried her to the bed. Even now I wasn’t sure if she knew what this could mean in the future but I wouldn’t laugh at her determination.
I slowly removed her clothes as I looked at her body. I had only seen it from peaking at her bathing so I drank in the view. Blood started to leak from my nose as I was happy with my new life. I wiped off the blood and took my clothes off as well. I knew I would make an honest woman out of her, a woman who had been by my side for so long. I just hoped she knew what she was getting herself into by falling in love with a pervert.
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It was a week later when Launch sneezed while sweeping. The blonde version was mad about what happened, somehow knowing exactly what went down and she shot at me. Even now she was scary but I could tell she was missing on purpose. The table I flipped over to guard against the bullets was barely struck. I looked over the edge of the table at her as she had tears in her eyes.
“It’s not fair! I am the brash impulsive one! How did she get a man before me!” She collapsed onto her knees as she cried. I didn’t really know what to do. I knew that Blonde Launch had a thing for Tien but… Was that still a thing? Would I be fine with only having Launch half of the time? No, no I wouldn’t. I walked over and hugged her before giving her a kiss to settle her nerves.
Did this count as having two girlfriends? No idea but I still took her first time as well. Looking down at the cute expression on her face hit a different strike zone than Blue Launch. Blue Launch was kind and pretty, everyone could appreciate that. Blonde Launch was like seeing a flower on a cactus. A flower that only I could view. It was hard to hold back my perverted laugh. I was lucky, so lucky to still be alive.
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I decided to meet Bulma. I had plans to go make happen and comfort was one of them. I needed some of those capsule doohickeys she has. Calling Nimbus I’m surprised I can still ride on it. Although I’m perverted the cloud reluctantly picked me up because I was a person with a good heart besides that. Flying didn’t take very long and I’m surprised at how advanced her city is.
I was buzzed through by her front guard and walked into her laboratory. She was welding something as I sat and watched before she took off her welding mask and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Turning around our eyes met, the same red tinge appearing on her face. “W-who are you?” I gave her a little chuckle. “I’ll give you a hint. You flashed me for a dragon ball.” Her finger shakily pointed in my direction.
Meeting Bulma again after I changed was more fun than I expected. I don’t think I’d ever get sick of telling people who I was. Bulma looked questioningly at me before skeptically asking. “This isn’t a trick, right? You’re actually Master Roshi?” I only knew one surefire way to prove who I was so I went for it. I grabbed her chest while smiling. “Heh, puff puff!” She let me fondle her for a few seconds before her brain caught up with what was happening.
“PERVERT!” A slap came stinging my face as she continued. “You’re definitely Master Roshi then.” I knew I was devilishly handsome but it was obviously not a surefire way to get away with everything. I rubbed my red face from the slap as I asked. “I came to ask for some help with a few items I need. Do you think you could make these for training?” I showed her the blueprints I had prepared beforehand and she looked at them with rapt attention.
