Vegeta was now fully convinced—the scoundrel in front of her was undoubtedly a madman.
If he weren't a madman, why would he entertain such insane ideas?!
While Vegeta fumed, Yuujin was clearly in high spirits. Reclining in the bath, he stretched out his arms, and two Red Silk Girls immediately took their places beside him.
"Now, come here and massage the shoulders of the master to whom you'll one day swear loyalty," Yuujin instructed Vegeta.
Her chest heaving, Vegeta was nearly consumed by rage. This man was treating her like a mere slave!
Yet, she did not resist—doing so would only prove cowardly, an inability to face reality. Taking a deep breath, she approached Yuujin's back, her face expressionless, and began to massage his shoulders.
She vowed to engrain this humiliation deep within her, to never forget it, and to turn it into the driving force that would push her forward.
One day, she would kill this man!!!
Her technique was clumsy; any woman in Yuujin's temple would have done a better job. But Yuujin was more pleased than ever—this was the thrill of conquest.
Still, beneath that excitement lay a hint of unease. With her potential, once Vegeta accepted his training, she would become stronger quickly.
Right now, he felt joy from her servitude, but if she grew stronger than him, that joy would turn to pain. Therefore, to keep her under his control, he, too, would have to strive with all his might.
It felt as though every cell in his body was trembling. Though he had yet to test it, Yuujin felt sure that his body had reawakened from its long comfort and was ready to resume its path of power.
…
Elsewhere, among distant stars, a fleet of warships floated in space.
In the leading ship, a small-statured creature sat in a flying chair, enjoying a glass of crimson wine—none other than the evil galactic emperor, Frieza.
The door opened with a hiss, and a figure walked in.
"Oh, Dodoria-san, what brings you here?" Frieza asked, setting down his wine.
"Lord Frieza, we've just confirmed it—Nappa is dead," said Dodoria, bowing respectfully.
"Nappa, the Saiyan? What a pity."
"How did Nappa die? He was pitifully weak, but he shouldn't have fallen so easily," Frieza mused, feigning regret.
Though known as a ruthless emperor, Frieza often masked his cruelty with a refined demeanor, addressing even minor subordinates politely. Yet, the regret on his face was so insincere it was nauseating.
"Nappa died on a lowly planet called Earth. Before his death, he transmitted that Vegeta already knew it was you, Lord Frieza, who destroyed Planet Vegeta. She also knew Nappa had been working for you, keeping an eye on her, and that she killed him because of it.
"And aside from Nappa and Raditz, there are apparently two more Saiyan survivors on Earth, Vegeta among them. All known surviving Saiyans are now confirmed to be on that planet."
Frieza's eyes gleamed at this news.
"Oh my, so the proud princess knew all along? Such remarkable restraint to continue serving me."
"Dodoria-san, how long will it take us to reach Earth?"
"At full speed, about a month."
"Then order the ship to proceed at full speed. We'll go to Earth."
"To destroy that planet and eradicate all Saiyans!"
"Oh-hohoho! Oh-hohohohoho!"
Frieza's shrill laughter echoed through the ship, and a cruel smile spread across Dodoria's face.
"As you wish, Lord Frieza."
…
In the Milky Way, on Earth.
High above the planet, on a floating temple, Yuujin, Goku, Bulma, and the others stood gathered before a large door.
"Yuujin, is it really as amazing as you say in there?" Bulma asked, eyeing the door curiously.
"Of course. The Hyperbolic Time Chamber was left behind by the previous God. Inside, time moves differently—one year in there equals just one day outside."
"Though the environment is harsh, it's perfect for training."
"It won't be long before Frieza, the emperor of the universe, arrives on Earth. Before then, we need to make sure we're prepared."
"We'll train for a full year inside, but for you all outside, it'll only be about a day, so there shouldn't be any problems."
Yuujin explained to Bulma and the others.
"It's fine if you take Goku and Chi-Chi with you, but you're really bringing her too?" Bulma pouted, glancing toward Vegeta.
With a cold scoff, Vegeta's face remained impassive, but Bulma flinched in fear.
As Yuujin's wife and queen of Earth, Bulma herself boasted a combat strength nearing a thousand. Yet few people on Earth intimidated her—this fierce, aloof Saiyan princess being one exception.
Amused by Bulma's reaction, Yuujin reassured her.
"Don't worry. Even if she gets stronger, I'll always be stronger."
"Besides, if we don't bring her, she could cause trouble while we're away."
"Alright, in that case, take her along!" Bulma said quickly.
If Yuujin, Goku, and the others all entered the chamber and left Vegeta outside, no one would be able to contain her if she went on a rampage. Just thinking of the chaos that would cause sent a chill through Bulma.
"We're counting on you all, Bulma, Tights, and Launch. We'll be back soon."
After bidding his wives goodbye, Yuujin opened the door and entered the chamber with Goku, Vegeta, and Chi-Chi.
To be continued…
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