>>5637366“ONE OF THE DIVINE BLESSINGS FROM HOME IS TELEPORTED HERE INTO MY HANDS.” your daughter and her Stand both say simultaneously, and with a small <span class="mu-i">pop</span> one appears in her hands. She doesn't step forward, instead setting it down on the ground at her feet then steps back.
“If you don't trust me, then you don't have to let me see him.” your daughter says, taking a couple more steps back. “But please give him this.”
“What trickery is this?” he asks, not approaching the bottle.
“It's a magic healing potion. One that can fix anything.” your daughter says with a smile. “This stuff is great, it can heal anything. It saved my big brother's life before, when he almost died.”
“When he...And you're just...Giving it to me?” the kid says, clearly uncertain about taking it. “How can I trust you?”
“Uhhh, well, I guess you can't.” she says, turning around to you as if seeking guidance. But then she has another idea, snapping her fingers with an “Ohh!”
“THE ONE DIVINE BLESSING BECOMES TWO, STANDING A FOOT APART.” she and her Imagine Dragon say in perfect sync once more, and sure enough her Stand works its magic. The one divine blessing becomes two, you hearing mumbling from the villagers watching what happened in surprise.
“There, you can take whichever you want. And I'll take the other!” your daughter tells the kid, beaming at it. Who seems even more confused, but still steps forward, taking the potion.
“Wait here. If they try and leave, you know what to do.” the kid says, rushing back into the home where you sense a faint powerlevel from within. The being remains inside while your daughter sends the double of the Divine Blessing back to New Salda, then digs her toe in the dirt a few moments. She then rushes back to you, looking a bit worried. You scoop her up into your arms, waiting to see the results. Seconds tick on in near silence, everyone watching to see what happens. Then, after maybe a minute of complete silence you feel the tiny powerlevel suddenly start rising, quickly surpassing everyone in the village except for your daughter, yourself, and Ubo. After another minute or so the door finally opens. And not one, but two figures emerge. The crowd gasps in surprise as a quite elderly Namekian emerges, using a cane in his left to support his weight. Several of the Namekians shout out in surprise, you learning his name.
“ELDER TUORI?!”
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