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Chapter 54 - Chapter 54

After calming his mood,

Aishi gently said, "Bind it."

"Understood, host… First-time binding grants you 5% for free!"

The system's voice echoed.

Aishi felt a wave of comfort surge through his body, and immediately, a new power flowed into him.

—— Fwoosh!

Suddenly, a tail appeared behind him.

Aishi remained calm. Totally normal.

It'd be more abnormal if a Saiyan ancestor didn't have a tail.

Afterward, Aishi inspected his body.

His combat power had reached 10ST!

He had gained a few skills and a transformation!

Yamoshi Kenpō (Yamoshi Fist) and Chō Yon (Super Saiyan 4).

"System, how do I raise Yamoshi's progress?"

Aishi asked curiously. Gogeta required specific story triggers—what about Yamoshi?

"Just fight strong opponents. Power is proven through royal might!"

The system responded.

"Fight strong opponents, huh?"

Aishi muttered slowly.

Fine.

Looks like he'd have to go out and pick fights on purpose…

Up until now, he hadn't had the drive to do that.

That innate Saiyan love for battle didn't seem to affect him too much.

Aishi speculated—maybe it was due to his past life's experiences.

They allowed him to suppress his inner bloodlust…

But now, it was different!

He could feel it. The thrill for battle surged within him—

His blood boiled with restless energy. If he didn't move, it felt unbearable.

Aishi's mouth twitched. Was this an addiction?

At this moment, he finally understood how Son Goku must feel.

This was really how it felt to be battle-addicted!

The Saiyan's love for combat…

Aishi left his home, heading toward the Capsule Corporation in West City.

If he needed a fight, then he'd go pick one!

He wanted to ask Tights where she had seen Reggie last time—on the edge of the Northern Root River.

Instead of waiting for Reggie to come to Earth, why not go to him?

They'd end up fighting anyway!

Arriving at Capsule Corporation, Aishi knocked a few times.

Before long, a tall, cute woman stepped out.

Tights.

When Tights saw who it was, a smile appeared on her face.

"Aishi?"

"Hey," Aishi smiled.

Tights smiled back, "Hello, Aishi."

"This is our second time meeting…"

She paused. "Who are you looking for?"

"You."

"Me?"

Tights blinked, pointing to herself in confusion.

Aishi nodded. "Yeah, I have something I'd like to ask you."

Still puzzled, Tights moved aside and said, "Come in and sit, we'll talk slowly…"

Aishi nodded and entered without refusing.

As soon as he stepped inside, the luxurious aura overwhelmed his senses.

No wonder—it was the richest family's home…

Following Tights inside, Aishi gave her outfit a once-over.

She wore a sapphire-blue top and a white lace-pleated skirt.

Youthful and energetic—totally in line with her personality.

Aishi's gaze lowered slightly—

"Hmm… Not bad at all…"

"Hmm?"

Tights turned back and asked with a curious frown, "What's not bad?"

Aishi's expression remained calm as he looked at a painting on the wall.

"I meant this painting—it's really good."

Tights looked over and chuckled, "It is, isn't it? That's a master's work."

On the couch, Tights had Aishi sit down while she went to prepare some tea.

Once the tea was served, she finally asked,

"So, what's this about? Aishi, why did you come to see me?"

Her tone was casual, though tinged with a trace of distance.

Aishi noticed, but didn't take it to heart.

"I want you to take me to the place where you last saw Reggie…"

Before he could finish, Tights's expression changed and she refused at once.

"No no! I don't want to go back there!"

Aishi looked at her and said seriously,

"You only need to show me the way—you don't have to go all the way to Reg's location with me."

"Ugh…"

Tights hesitated.

After a while, she sighed and nodded.

"Alright. But you have to protect me!"

"No problem."

Aishi smiled confidently.

And just like that, he and Tights set off for the edge of the universe—where Reg resided.

Because Tights couldn't survive in space, Aishi traveled with her by spaceship.

It was a bit slower, but he did get to enjoy the company of a beautiful woman.

The journey was long, and in a blink, over ten hours passed.

Aishi lay on the lounge chair, eyes closed in meditation.

From nearby came the soft sound of water dripping.

Tights was taking a shower.

Through the translucent glass door, a hazy silhouette could be seen...

Aishi clicked his tongue—Was that necessary?

Before long, the sound of running water stopped.

Tights stepped out, her body wrapped in a bathrobe, steam still rising from her skin.

Her bare feet were wet, and her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Sorry for taking so long. You can use it now," she said.

Aishi looked over, and the first thing that met his eyes were a pair of pale, slender legs and a cute, charming face.

Aishi smiled, "No problem."

He entered the bathroom, and saw a fully equipped space.

Nothing was missing.

As the saying goes—

Small as a sparrow, yet fully functional.

This was Tights' personal ship.

Bulma had specially built it for her—with a sci-fi aesthetic and hints of girlish style.

Unlike Goku or Vegeta's ships, there were no gravity chambers here…

As Aishi took off his clothes and was about to turn on the shower—

he glanced to the side and spotted a few garments on the laundry machine.

Lace-trimmed panties…

Still warm!

Definitely just taken off.

Aishi naturally wasn't some creep who'd mess with someone's underwear.

He tossed them into the washer for auto-cleaning.

Then he started his shower.

Outside, after drying her hair, Tights walked to her wardrobe to change.

She spread her arms, and her bathrobe fell to the ground.

A tall and curvaceous figure was revealed.

Admiring her reflection in the mirror, Tights smiled.

Beautiful.

Then she began looking for clothes.

But no matter how carefully she searched, she couldn't find what she was looking for.

Tights frowned, "Weird… I was sure I brought a lot. Where'd they all go…?"

Left with no choice, she put on what she considered the most modest outfit.

"Hope Aishi doesn't notice…"

Before long, Aishi finished his shower and came out.

He didn't take long—less than 10 minutes.

When he came out, he saw Tights heating up food.

On the spaceship, all meals were prepackaged—just needed warming.

The taste wasn't as good as fresh food, but still acceptable.

On a spaceship, what more could you ask for?

Food and drinks were all you needed!

"You're done? Come eat!"

Tights waved him over.

Aishi smiled, "Alright."

He turned to look at Tights—she now wore a white T-shirt and ultra-short denim shorts.

Aishi's expression grew a little odd…

Was Tights always this bold?

He didn't think too hard about it and joined her at the table.

(End of Chapter)

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