Chapter 19: Chapter 19 – Everyone Needs a Hero

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‘Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, only with what you are expecting to give… which is everything.’

 

Six months have passed since Yamcha set off, and Bulma was in her lab. Walls were filled with monitors as her new AI, Ivy, checked over nine million cameras worldwide. 

 

Even with all that efficiency, she couldn't find Yamcha initially and had to resort to hacking satellites. This had been Bulma's first time doing something illegal, and she remembered feeling so nervous, her heart beating faster than an engine. 

 

Suddenly, a knock interrupted her, and her AI immediately erected walls around the screens and lit up the room. 

 

A dark-eyed blonde woman came in. "Hey, Bulma, done with your creepy spying yet?"

 

"I don't know what you're talking about," Bulma shrugged and got off her bed. 

 

"You know, father mentioned you have built an AI and had it hack many secure computers around the world. He hinted that you've even taken over satellites?" Tights raised a questioning brow as if judging Bulma for her reckless behavior. "Who would have thought some guy would turn my cute well-behaved sister into a delinquent."

 

"That's not how it is."

 

"Right~ You were never really well-behaved, so he didn't change anything there," Tights chuckled while going and putting an arm around Bulma's shoulders. "Just remember that as your sister, I am worried about you. There are all kinds of guys out there. What if you meet some violent asshole?"

 

"I don't mind that if it's Yamcha," Bulma pouted at her sister. “He is gentle with me. Can you imagine? A monster on the outside realizes that he liked me all along.”

 

Tights released a heavy sigh. "This is what I am worried about. You think you're smarter than everyone, so you always throw caution in the wind."

Since her sister had come for a visit three months ago, Bulma had to hear similar conversations. If only father hadn't told her about the talking/transforming pig and the humanoid rabbit with the ability to turn people into carrots. That's what had brought Tights here, to look for inspiration for her new book. 

"I think you have this perfect image of the guy in your head. What if he isn't what you think?...”

Bulma zoned out her sister in the middle of her talk. Tights was the girl who said that she had gone on an adventure with an alien and an old man. She wasn’t someone whose opinion Bulma would take seriously.

 

Suddenly the phone under her pillow vibrated, and Bulma went to get it quickly. 

 

{Breaking News: Mysterious Martial Artist appears to stop Bank Robbery?!}

 

Seeing this, Bulma immediately started fiddling with her phone and looking at the news article her AI had sent her. There were images of a man wearing an orange gi uniform. Bulma could tell it was Yamcha just by looking at his back, despite him having grown taller. Since her sister was here, Bulma couldn’t turn on the sound to hear what the news reporter was saying. 

 

But she saw Yamcha walking in the bank, and bullets rained down on him. Bulma’s heart dropped for a split second before she saw Yamcha casually stroll through the hale of the shells without a problem. 

 

Slowing down the video, it becomes clear Yamcha is catching all the bullets mid-air, without even one bullet hitting the police cars behind him. Bulma was no longer worried when seeing this, and now her heart started singing a different tune.

 

“Bulma, are you listening to me?!” Tights suddenly called out. Waking Bulma up from her thoughts. 

 

Bulma looked up at her sister and nodded. “Yeah, yeah, I am listening.”

 

“If you used all this spyware for helping the world instead of just stalking some boy…”

 

And Bulma started zoning out her sister, and glancing at the phone. Her sister was wrong about one thing, during these months that Yamcha was gone, she hadn’t just hacked and built her satellite. She had also made a laser cannon from space that could shoot down anyone in case Yamcha or her were in danger. 

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Catching bullets directly stung Yamcha’s palms. But with hundreds, maybe even thousands of shots his way, not like he was counting, but the number was enough for him to learn that instead of stopping the bullets and using his body as a barrier, he had to grab the bullets from their sides, like picking up a berry. 

Yamcha remembered in the future how Krillin would be injured on the job when he became a police officer. Did Krillin’s power level fall so low at the time? But Yamcha was reminded that after a certain point, power levels stopped mattering. 

 

One of the robbers pulled out a bazooka and shot it at him. “Take this, you bastard!”

Yamcha contemplated shooting a laser before that got closer to him. He reasoned that even if it did damage, he still had his Senzu Beans. So instead, he kicked the bazooka rocket upward, and it exploded in the sky above them like fireworks. 

“Give up. You’re surrounded by me,” Yamcha said to the robbers nonchalantly. He looked at their group and noticed one was the biggest. If he went by shonen logic, Yamcha assumed that guy was probably the leader. 

 

“M -Monster!” Yelled out one of the other guys as they took out a young boy, no older than 13, and put a gun to his head. “Take one step, and I will splatter this kid’s brains on the wall! And that will be your fault!”

 

Yamcha sighed and pointed the finger at the man. Seeing that the kid was still scared, Yamcha smiled brightly. “Don’t worry, kid. I’m going to show you what a superhero looks like.”


A beam shot out of Yamcha’s finger, and before the guy could pull the trigger, the beam pierced straight through his hand. Usually, he wouldn’t have bothered sparing an opponent, and he would never do so if the opponent were dangerous. But right now, he wanted not to scare that kid and leave him traumatized. 

 

“Ahhh!” The robber yelled out while clutching at his hand and dropped the gun. But before the weapon reached the ground, Yamcha was amid the bank robbers. He karate chopped their necks, and even though he wasn’t sure something like this would work, it worked miraculously as before anyone even saw him, he had knocked out six of the people. 

 

“Huh, that works. I thought it was only in anime or movies that it did,” technically, he was here, so whether it worked or not, this made perfect sense in this world. 

 

The bank robbers were eight, so only two left, the big guy and the injured criminal. The latter was on his knees, crying his eyes out while looking at the pierced hand. “Oh my god! This hurts! Ahhhh!”

 

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The kid had fallen and was staring at this in shock. 

 

Seeing his almost-killer isn’t too good for the kid’s mental health, reasoned Yamcha, before flicking the man on the back of his head. The criminal’s head swung forward, his face smashed into the ground, and he got knocked out. 

 

“So you must be the boss?” Yamcha turned toward the big guy standing there with a bazooka in hand. 

 

The man didn’t answer. Yamcha used Observe on the man and discovered that he was the boss of this group. He was somewhat disappointed at this. He knew how Shonen Logic was, but that’s just poor writing to make the biggest guy the boss. 

 

Having his day become more boring, Yamcha cracked his knuckles and approached the man, who shook in fear and dropped his bazooka. 

 

“I give up!” The man put his hands up. 

 

Yamcha stopped and looked on in surprise. “You’re not as dumb as you look.”

 

The big man smiled crookedly, trying to put on a harmless smile. “Yes, sir, I am dumb as hell. Please don’t hit me.”

 

“Sure, sure,” Yamcha waved the man off. He didn’t care about the man anymore and instead turned toward the hostages. As soon as he turned his back, Yamcha sensed the man was going to pick up his bazooka. 

 

Without turning around, Yamcha pointed his finger at the man and shot out a small beam, piercing straight through the man’s stomach, and he started screaming in pain. “AHHHHHHH!!!”

This guy had an even louder voice than the other one he shot a beam at; Yamcha winced. He then controlled his Ki, firmed it into a thumb-sized ball, and flickered it at the big man’s forehead, knocking him out. 

 

Yamcha checked his stats and sighed in disappointment. He should have gotten Dr Brief to make him heavier weights. But at the time, he never thought he would make this fast of advancement. 

Name: Yamcha

Age: 17

Title: The Hero

Level 38 [EXP: 91%]

 

HP: 1000/1000

MP: (locked) 

KI: 332/332

 

Strength: 187

Agility: 177

Endurance: 200

(Power Level: 188) 

 

Intelligence: 6

Perception: 7

Willpower: 87

(Magic Power: 33)

 

Status Points: 185

At least his skills had grown quite a lot. Most of them were almost level 30 by now. Observe being at the second highest level of 33. His highest leveled skill was Swimming at level 46. Soon he might even reach the max level of 50 swimming, which would be his first skill to reach max. He was curious about what would happen then. 

 

Yamcha tied up all the thugs and was about to walk away, as he still had to swim through a couple of seas before reaching where the Tenkaichi Budokai was held. He took a look at the dragon radar and was disappointed how it didn't show anything. The Dragon Balls were still asleep.

 

“What’s your name?!” Asked the down kid. 

 

Deciding to have some fun, Yamcha smirked. “I am Yamcha, a part-time hero, and The Great Sage Equal to Heaven.”

 

“Cool!” The kid exclaimed with starry eyes. Yamcha looked at him weirdly. Did the kid forget he had a gun pointed at him not even a couple of minutes ago?

 

Ding!

 

[You have got a new Quest: Hero]

“...What?" You can get Quests like this?

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A/N: Just got home from work, and edited this chapter. Did I write this at work? No… 

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