Chapter 70 - 67 One Month In A Blink Of An Eye, The Other World Tournament Preliminaries Begins! (1/2)
With a sound of a creaking door, Paikuhan dismissed himself and decided to go out for a bit, near the edge of the cliff. The distance to the cliff from Nao's home was about five meters, and it allowed a few people in a row to traverse it quite easily. Once Paikuhan reached the edge, all he saw was a straight vertical drop-down which extended for over 100 meters.
Further downward stood the central docking station situated in the Middle Class District and he could see all kinds of spacesh.i.p.s flying in and out, with various Saiyans signaling them with bright red glow sticks. He saw almost every Saiyan fly with ease and they all seemed dressed for combat, or for maintenance work. Seeing this himself still surprised him. His gaze than landed on the more crude housing, the Lower Class District. Then his gaze landed on the central staircase leading back up to the Elite Class District, and he could see clear distinctive differences between them.
It didn't take long for Paikuhan to start spacing out as he continued to stare in a daze at the bustling life below. Before long loud explosions of Ki blasts and laser beams started resound in his mind as he began to recall the memories of his death...
Meanwhile, back inside the house.
A momentary silence spread out before Nao saw his mother stand up once Paikuhan went outside. Iona made her way to Nao and Miya and suddenly embraced the two, and pulled the two in. Nao felt the warmth of his mother that he hadn't felt for the last couple years and this proceeded to calm his heart. He then felt a ruffling of his hair as Iona proceeded to ruffle his and Miya's hair, and smiled.
”Little Nao, Little Miya, were the last two years rough on you two? I wasn't expecting for you two to travel to...the Other World, was it?”
”Mmmmm....it really wasn't that bad, Mom. I was just about don explaining our story as well. In fact, I actually got invited to partake in a martial arts tournament of sorts.”
”Martial arts tournament?”
”Yes. Think of it as a gathering of warriors who fight it out to determine who is the best of them all. The winners are rewarded while the losers go home empty handed with nothing but the experience of battling. Mom, would you be interested in watching it?”
”That does sound really exciting. I haven't seen Little Nao fight anyone besides Miya. However isn't that place for those who have already passed away? Would they allow me to be there?”
”I'm...not sure. The host in charge did grant me an exception, allowing me to partake in the tournament. I could ask for one more exception. Besides, I have this nagging feeling that Father is somehow involved in this...”
”Oscar? Will I actually have a chance of seeing him again? It's already been five years since his passing...Is it possible he will be a participant?”
”It's very possible, Mom. The host mentioned there was going to be a guest fighter who was someone close to me that I haven't realized yet...Father definitely fits that description.”
”Little Nao, if Oscar does have any relations to this tournament, I don't think we should skip this opportunity...Did this host say when it will begin?”
”About a month from now, right before the year ends. Mom, there was one more thing I'd like to mention as well.”
”Of course, Little Nao. What is it?”
”It's actually about the guest I brought home. Pikkon is actually a fellow contestant. We've only became friends recently but he seems to hold me in high regards as a warrior. I can feel his strength is similar to my own too...”
”So Pikkon is a fellow contestant? Then what is he doing here? Shouldn't he be getting himself ready?”
”I won't go into too much detail but the host granted a day of rest for Pikkon before he goes back and resumes his training. It's a bit unfortunate but he'll returning to his own place tomorrow. The host is expecting for both of us to be in our peak conditions so we'll enjoy this day off and rest up properly.”
”Fufufu, so a day of rest it is then. I'm sure Little Nao and Little Miya must be tired from your adventures during the last two years right?”
Once Iona said this, Miya, who had just been listening to the conversation between Nao and Iona while enjoying her mother's embrace finally decided to speak up at this time.
”Hehe, Mama the trip was pretty exhausting. I can't wait to enjoy sleeping in my own bed again! Wouldn't you agree, brother?”
”That's for sure, Miya. Mom, I will have something to show you later after we rest up today. It will be for after Pikkon leaves.”
”Something to show me? I'll look forward to it then, Little Nao. I'm glad we had this nice chat. Little Nao, why don't you tend to our guest? I'll inform the maids to start preparing a feast. A lot of different things have been imported to us in these last two years, Little Nao, Little Miya. We have plenty of different spices, fruits, vegetables and other kinds of meats to test out now, so look forward to it!”
Hearing his mother mention making a feast for tonight's dinner excited Nao greatly. Nao and Miya staved off their hunger these last two years through eating Senzu Beans as each one lasted for a duration of ten days. Even then they still had several dozens left over and were still fine in their supply of Senzu beans. Besides the dinner Nao and Miya enjoyed at Capsule Corporation, the two had not had a home cooked meal since. Nao was greatly looking forward to it, as it seemed these two years did good for Planet Vegeta while he was gone.
Nao also didn't forget that the conversation his mother had moments ago with Gine and Gin either. He paid attention to his mother's interactions as well, especially with Gin and it was clear she was starting to warm up to him. However, Nao just dropped a bomb onto Iona mentioning that she still had a chance to see his Father, so her heart is probably a in a mess right now. Nao wasn't sure of what Miya's opinion was but he himself wasn't against the idea of having a new Father-In-Law. If Nao's Father had a chance of being resurrected, it would be up to Iona for who to continue spending her life with.