>>5208902"Oi, you alright?" Jeice asks, sounding worried. "Everythin' good mate?"
"Yeah, yeah, sorry about that." you reply, shaking your head and not thinking of that annoying, self-proclaimed goddess anymore. "You boys got a difficult job ahead, but it's not for why you think."
“Huh? What do you mean?” Recoome asks, the entire Ginyu Force clearly mirroring the sentiment. “You don't want a mission?”
“I met a group of the VIPs, back on the planet of the Crimson Demons where my son's wife is from.” you say to them, unsure how best to describe that Kazuma and his group. “They're...eccentric? Yeah, I think that's the best word for them.”
“You say that like we're not the masters of etiquette or something.” Captain Ginyu says, lightly teasing you for how Saiyans were treated during your early years of being a part of the PTO. “But rest assured, for no matter how bizarre their customs and protocols are, we, the elite Ginyu Force, can handle it! Isn't that right crew?”
“Yes Captain!” they all shout together, so perfectly in sync they remind you of how your oldest twins Tatsu and Tomi speak. You're actually taken aback a bit by this, yet before you can say anything you can feel Caulifla's energy racing closer and closer. You turn, seeing her smaller figure clutching something round to her chest as she slows down, and begins dropping down to the six of you.
“Sorry that took so long. Here! Give this to her!” Caulifla says, holding out what looks like a small platter-sized wooden shield painted red and white with metal fittings on it. “This will hopefully help her out a lot!”
“A shield? Thanks kiddo, you tryin' to send my wife off to battle or somethin'?” he asks her jokingly, you looking at the object curiously. “My Shelia ain't quite like your own mum, going out there and decapitating demons the size of mountains while preggers.”
“No no, watch this!” your daughter says, dropping the shield. Then to your surprise raises her left hand and <span class="mu-i">bites</span> herself, hard. Hard enough to draw blood, as you clearly see when she takes her hand out of her mouth. “Look. Now, watch this!”
And then she picks the shield back up with her bleeding hand, holds it for a count of five, then ten seconds, then puts the shield back down. Then to your and everyone else's surprise, her hand is completely healed!
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