>>5959256“Great. We have one week until this tournament starts, everyone will gather here on New Salda before traveling to wherever the tournament will be held.” you tell him, Freeza nodding and powering back down.
“Five on five? I sensed Cooler here earlier, I'm assuming he's left to train?” Freeza asks, your wife answering.
“No, but he's going to get Captain Ginyu.” she replies, Freeza nodding along. “He's on the team.”
“Which leaves a single slot left, if my brother isn't participating. I take it you have a candidate for the final slot?” he asks.
“Three, in fact.” you reply, raising your right hand to your forehead. “Going to go tell them now.”
“Very good. I assume that our morning training regimen for the next week shall be a bit more intense?” he asks, grinning eagerly. “This shall be most entertaining.”
“Looking forward to it.” you reply, raising your hand back to your forehead as you focus on King Vegeta's ki next. Teleporting to him, the king sequestered away within his palace's own Gravity Chamber. The moment you enter you feel that weight crash upon you, as well as your wife's amplified weight nearly causing your knees to buckle. But you brace yourself against the intense pressure, raising your eyes to see your king hard at work. He's hanging suspended from his ankles doing what look like sit ups, bringing his head all the way up to his knees over and over.
“One hundred!” he exclaims, releasing his feet as he falls back, flipping and landing on all fours. He remains there a moment, panting in exhaustion before pushing himself upright. Only to see you standing there and startle, taking a surprised step back. “Wha-Karn?”
“Nicely done. You got a minute?” you ask, the king nodding and going over to the controls, easing it back down to normal gravity.
“What's going on?” he asks, still at the panel and not facing either of you. “What does Beerus want this time?”
Again you quickly summarize the events of the past, Meloka interjecting with a few notes of her own as you tell him everything. Ending with the tournament, and how it will be a five-on-five.
“And I take it you want me to be the fifth member?” he asks, shaking his head. “Sorry, but I'm going to decline.”
“What? Why?” you ask, confused. “Don't you want to fight?”
“Of course. But as the king, I cannot lose.” he replies. “Besides, I know the two of you will represent our people admirably. The King cannot involve himself in every petty squabble.”
“Heh, I understand. But you'll definitely come and see how it goes, won't you?” you reply, grinning to him. He returns the smile, not answering verbally. But you know he's absolutely not going to miss seeing this. He nods, you rising to your full height and give him a Saiyan salute. Which he returns, you then raising your right hand to your forehead.
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