DBZ YR Chapter 04

The 23rd martial arts tournament approached and we all made our way there. I was happy to see some of my old friends. “Master Roshi! Over here!” Bulma called out recognizing me from a distance. She smiled and waved until she saw Launch then she looked surprised and covered her mouth.

I helped her walk over to the group as she was very pregnant. Holding the umbrella to keep the rain off her while I was getting rained on. I couldn’t help but smile as everyone looked shocked. What did they think two young people would get up to? She had that happy glow and I was excited for being a father. As much as I wanted to, she didn’t want to get married. I guess if how much we were doing it before was any indicator, she wanted help in that department from now on.

I kissed her on the side of her face as I responded. “Long time no see guys.” Oolong tried to whisper to the group. “Who’s this pretty boy?” I could only laugh at him as I grew excited to see their reactions. “It’s me, Master Roshi.” Oolong’s jaw dropped as Puar excitedly asked. “Master Roshi! You’re really Master Roshi?”

I could only scratch the back of my head as I explained. “Yea, wished myself young. What have you guys been up to?” As I asked a balloon flew passed by with a little girl chasing it. A tall man grabbed it out of the tree and greeted us. “Hey guys.” I asked Bulma. “Is this a friend of yours?” 

She responded. “No, Oolong do you know who this is?” He just grunted a negative before asking. “Puar?” Puar responded in the negative as well. The man handed over the balloon to Bulma while saying. “Here you are Bulma. Master Roshi, I’m pleased to see you again. All of you are looking well. Where are Krillin and the others?” 

I was so shocked as I figured out who it was. I could only blurt out. “How’d you know who I was!?” Goku just began laughing as the rain finally stopped. We met up with everyone else and they could recognize him but they all looked around, Krillin was finally the first to ask. “Where’s Master Roshi?”

“I don’t know. Maybe we should split up to look for him.” Half were about to agree while the ones who knew only snickered before I answered. “It’s me, guys. I’m Master Roshi.” They could only look on in surprise as they thought about it some more and could only smile as Tien asked. “So are you taking part in the tournament?”

I just sheepishly answered. “Afraid not. Have to keep an eye on this one. Doctor says she could pop any day now.” I pointed my thumb at Launch and she could only put her head down in embarrassment at what I said. I kissed her on the cheek to let her know I was only making a joke. I calmly spoke. “I think I’m too old to be taking part in these anyways. I don’t want to steal the youngster's thunder. It’s on the younger generation to prove themselves.” I watched the tournament with excitement as they had all improved massively.

I thought Goku would win but there were a few people I didn’t expect to make it as far as they did. Kami had me on the lookout for King Piccolo’s son and I spotted him fairly quickly. Until he made his move I was just content watching him. I was pretty good at gauging strengths though and he felt slightly weaker than Goku. Even when it became the finals I had no problems watching Goku fight.

Near the start of their fight Launch’s water breaks and I have to rush her to the hospital. I don’t get to see the end of the fight but Goku wins even with Piccolo trying to cheat near the end. It ended with Goku almost dead but still winning the fight, I had expected it. The boy grew leaps and bounds in every close fight he was in. Even if he lost he still came out ahead in the end.

Looking at my son I knew I made the right decision to not participate. Brown hair that turned green when he sneezed. I couldn’t help but smile when I looked at him. I wasn’t sure how things worked out like this, I was a pervert through and through. Even now I’m so grateful for the second chance at life. The second chance at happiness… I need to make sure Launch gets some of the paradise herb so we can all live a nice and long life together.

I let her name the child and it was Blonde Launch, I should have taken her rights away as she named my son Barrage. I loved both of them but it would take me a while to get used to the name. My plans changed slightly as Launch needed to recover and even Blonde Launch permitted me to find another woman or two so I didn’t wear her out so fast. 

How did you go about getting a second or third wife though? I can’t just walk up and ask women I don’t know if they’d like to be with me and my baby mama. Speaking of which I spot two women fighting. I think I recognize both of them. Both were fighting over a half-eaten sub sandwich thrown into the trash. One from the Pilaf gang the other from Red Ribbon Army.

Both looked like they had seen better days. Violet reminded me of a young Fanfan, she must be a great-granddaughter or something. The other one was Mai I believed. I couldn’t really recognize their faces but the dirty rags both were dressed in left little to the imagination and I recognized them from their bodies. I dropped down and got between them.

“Ladies, ladies. Why are you fighting over an old sandwich? I’ll buy you a good meal.” I made sure when I separated them to not separate them too much. Each had a handful of the other girl's hair and I grabbed one's buttocks while rubbing my face in the other's breasts. Surprisingly neither really pushed me off as I groped them, most likely suffering worse from living on the streets.

I don’t know how both ended up homeless but I guess that was something they could tell me over dinner. We walked into the local fast-food burger place. Both ate while they began to be wary of me. I was waving them off. “I actually recognize both of you. So, what exactly happened? How’d you end up homeless?” Well, turns out crime didn’t pay. While the Pilaf gang managed to get by for a long time they often ended up begging like this. In a few months, Pilaf would come to her with a hair-brained scheme to make money and it often led to her getting hurt or in jail.

Violet was the same thing. She had stolen money from the Red Ribbon Army but without work and several poor decisions, she ended up losing and having her wealth stolen from her. Mai was skinny but her beauty was still hidden under the dirt and shabby clothes. Colonel Violet must have just become homeless because her full breasts visible from the rips in her shirt were still full size. I could only smile at both before mentioning it. “Well, I’m looking for two workers at my home if either of you are interested. Three meals a day and enough Zeni to buy some clothes and get back on your feet.