Dragon Ball: Saiyan's Gourmet Journey

Chapter 392: Violence cannot solve all problems, but it can solve most of them!
Teacher Takeuchi had some complaints at first. After all, he was stuck in the middle and was the punching bag. But now, looking at a group of aggressive parents and being slapped by the monster boy with incredible strength, he felt much better all of a sudden.

She mentally requested for more slaps, but with an embarrassed look on her face, she sincerely requested Rentaro Satomi to ask the boy to stop.

As for directly stopping the boy, he didn't dare to do that since he had been slapped yesterday.

"Wow~"

The elementary school students who were brought in looked at their parents who were able to stand up for them, but were also slapped wildly by the slap devil without any ability to resist. When they thought of the slap they received on the face yesterday, some of them were frightened and started crying.

The scene was in chaos and Rentaro Satomi was watching from the side. Although he knew that this was wrong, he felt great for some reason.

Broly did what he wanted to do in his heart but did not dare to do due to various problems in reality.

"Okay, I'll persuade him now!"

The boy responded like this, but had no intention of taking any action.

Anyway, we already know that Broly will not kill anyone, so it’s no big deal to let these people suffer a little more.

"Broly, that's enough..."

On the contrary, Enju Aihara looked a little bit reluctant.

Even though she knew that these adults were here to cause trouble for her, Broly's behavior of slapping these people in the face without following the procedures and skipping the stage of them hurting herself still made this kind girl feel a little guilty.

"Okay, but it has to be symmetrical."

Hearing this, Broly nodded and slapped the strong man's less swollen cheek a few more times.

After watching his skin swell up with blood and become symmetrical with the already swollen cheek on the other side, he was satisfied and put down his fat father who had turned into a pig-headed man.

"Well, are you adults here to apologize to my friend for the hurtful words your children said yesterday?"

After wiping the blood off his hands on the fat man's body, Broly asked. He knew that this group of people came to cause trouble for Enju Aihara, so now he was confirming whether they had changed their minds.

The group of parents who were beaten looked at each other, and their focus was on the three pig-headed men who were the strongest but were beaten the hardest.

"Ah, yes, yes, that's how it is."

Now that things have come to this, what else can this group of people say except to agree?

"I'm so sorry. My child was ignorant and hurt your friend with his words!"

One parent even hit his own child on the head and pulled the child to apologize to Broly.

If they had known that the person who beat people was a boy and that he was so good at fighting, they would not have come at all. When their own child came home, they didn't even explain clearly, and only said that he was beaten at school because of the cursed child. It's really disappointing.

"You don't feel forced to apologize like this, do you?"

“Never force it.”

Broly was very satisfied. The method of convincing people with reason that he learned from his old father was once again proven to be effective in practice.

"By the way, you won't call the police and say that I hurt you later, right?"

Broly thought of the possible situation that Rentaro Satomi told him last night, and asked again.

"No, no..."

The person next to him changed his expression and shook his head in denial.

In this situation, even if they have this idea, they dare not admit it.

The situation is stronger than people. If we want to settle the score, we have to get out of danger first.

By the time……

“It’s good that you don’t know, but even if you do, it doesn’t matter. I heard there is a law to protect minors here, and I’m 13 years old, still a child.

Besides, I am not a cursed child. Even if I beat you, it only proves that you were beaten by a child like me.

You are not disabled, nor dead. How about I pay you some medical expenses, and then beat you up after you recover from your injuries?"

Broly said this as he took out some money from his pocket. This was the bonus that Tendo Kimura gave him last night. He took out a bill and handed it to a parent next to him.

"Oh, no, no, I was born to be beaten."

"I'm not hurt at all."

"That's right. No one was injured. How could anyone call the police?"

"Yes, yes..."

If this group of people had thought about calling the police just now, then these thoughts disappeared after Broly said this.

Yes, this is a boy, not a cursed child. He is covered by the normal child protection law that has not disappeared after the disaster. Plus, he can pick up a 1.85-meter-tall strong man and slap him in the face. What can ordinary adults like them do?
It was just a slap on the face. Would he really call the police and say that he and others were slapped by a child?
Not to mention the question of whether it is embarrassing or not, just look at the other party now holding a large stack of cash in his hand ready to pay their medical bills.

Damn it, they dared to answer the call, dared to call the police, even if it wasn’t the boy in front of him, would they dare to pay their medical expenses, renew the subscription and continue to slap them in the face?

Broly looked at the adults around him who were convinced, and he felt that after consulting his wife in the group chat room last night and explaining the situation faced by the girl friend in this world, he got more details from Huihui, which was really good for his idea of ​​convincing people with reason.

"Everyone, this is a great opportunity to make a lot of money..."

"No need, really no need."

"Father of the little fat boy lying on the ground over there without saying anything, are you trying to make a lot of money from me by not saying anything?"

"Woooooooo..."

The sturdy man shook his head quickly. His swollen cheeks made it impossible for him to utter a complete sentence, but Broly understood that he didn't want to make money from him.

"Okay, now that everyone has apologized, you can all go away. Just remember to let your children be good classmates with my friend Yeonju in the future, and you will be fine."

Hearing this, the adults around were startled. Doesn't this mean that if you don't behave like a good classmate, you'll be in trouble?
"Did you hear me? Did you hear me? You should be good classmates with me in the future!"

Some parents immediately scolded their children.

The parents who came to cause trouble received a satisfactory explanation.

The problem was solved, and Enju Aihara successfully returned to the warm campus.

It was the class that welcomed her back. During the entire morning class, there was no other louder sound except the teacher's suppressed teaching voice.

All the students were very careful even with their breathing, and they didn't even dare to look up, but just buried their heads in the books in front of them.

"I really miss this warm campus life!"

Broly stood at the back of the classroom and watched a class. After the bell rang, he walked over and exclaimed to Enju Aihara who was sitting in her seat.

Aihara Enju: “…”

Watching the teacher escape from the classroom after the bell rang.

Look around again, after class, the students are still sitting quietly in their chairs.

Is this what you call a warm campus life?
"What's wrong, Yeonju, is there something wrong with what I said?"

Seeing the girl's speechless expression, Broly felt strange and asked.

He had experienced elementary school life for a few days in the Type-Moon world before.

However, this memory has long since faded.

Therefore, I didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with the eerily quiet classroom in front of me.

"No, there's nothing wrong. By the way, Broly, aren't you going to see Dr. Muroto Sumire? Go now."

"Hey, is there anything wrong with your end?"

"It will definitely be no problem. My strength is not weak either."

Aihara Enju patted her chest and said confidently, "Okay, I'll leave first then."

Seeing this, Broly left.

After he left, everyone in the quiet classroom could hear some people heaving a sigh of relief, but they still didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"Ogawa, did you watch the Heavenly Punishment Girl yesterday..."

Enju Aihara tried to talk to her former best friend, but as soon as she asked, she saw her former best friend shaking her head nervously.

"I'm sorry, Yeonju, I didn't watch it last night..."

The girl was obviously lying.

"Then let me tell you the story..."

The girl was about to cry.

"I, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Then I'll go with you."

"No, thanks. I can go alone."

The girl ran out as if escaping.

"Nishimura, then you and I..."

Before Enju Aihara could finish her words, she heard the girl she was talking to also say that she wanted to go to the bathroom.

She glanced around the classroom, and every girl avoided meeting her gaze.

When they looked at the boys, they quickly waved their hands, indicating that they were not looking at any Tianzhu Girl at all.

Broly's slap did solve the problem of elementary school students in the school daring to reject Enju Aihara in person.

However, it is almost impossible to let Enju Aihara return to her previous school life. Everyone is afraid of her, but because they are more afraid of the more terrifying slap devil, they dare not show their hostility towards the girl, but their attitude of keeping a distance is already obvious.

After just two days of new campus life, Enju Aihara returned home and told Rentaro Satomi that she wanted to transfer schools.

"What's wrong? Did someone bully you again at school?"

Broly has been going to Muroto Sumire these two days to cooperate with her in studying him, but when he saw that Enju Aihara looked a little lost and checked her happiness value which was continuously decreasing on the Crystal Palace panel, he still generously expressed his willingness to stand up for his friend.

"No one bullies me, it's just..."

Enju Aihara talked about the cold violence she encountered on campus in the past two days.

"It seems that I have to convince those people again!"

Upon hearing the news, Broly stood up and prepared to go find Enju Aihara's classmates to give them a good lecture on the meaning of a slap in the face.

But she was stopped by Enju Aihara, who shook her head and refused.

"Thank you, Broly, but forget it. I've thought it through. They and I are not from the same world."

"Is this really okay?"

"Even if you use force to coerce those elementary school students, what Yeonju can get is probably just the false friendship they show to avoid being slapped by you."

Rentaro Satomi had to admit that Broly's slap was very useful as a deterrent, but he was also sure that the boy's slap was not omnipotent.

"It's okay to transfer to a school where no one knows you, Yeonju, and start making new friends again."

Rentaro Satomi patted the girl's shoulder and spoke softly.

"But if the friends we know discover that Yeonju is the cursed child and reject her again, won't Yeonju be miserable again?"

Broly discovered the blind spot and pointed it out.

"Broly is right. I might as well stop studying. Anyway, even if I don't study, I'm still a friendless person. I still have Broly..."

Enju Aihara agreed with this and said with a smile, but as she spoke, her happiness value dropped again.

Rentaro Satomi could see that the girl was sad, but what could he do?

Broly's slap can make others choose to endure staying in the same classroom with the Cursed Child on the surface, but it cannot change others' true thoughts about the Cursed Child.

There is no point in forcing others to be friends with Enju Aihara.

"Okay, then I'll help you withdraw from school tomorrow."

The boy was silent for a while and then spoke.

"Wait a minute, I have an idea!"

Just when Enju Aihara nodded and was about to accept the result, Broly suddenly spoke.

. . . .

[Her problem is the public impression. She just needs to change the public's existing impression of her.]

[Uh, how to change? ]

[It's very simple. Let's have a situational drama in the other world, just like when we were in our world, we created the image of Huihui as the demon king together.

Broly, you can help the friends you make in the other world you travel to and shape each other's new image.

Well, wouldn't the cursed child of that world be the initiator, fighting against the gastrulae to protect the people?

Then you can help create a heroic image and change the inherent impression of your friends and the Cursed Child in that world! 】

There are already several more conversations like this in the group chat room, and they are quite good at speaking.

Her words made Broly feel as if he had suddenly seen the light.

[Broly, you have to use this as a condition to make her agree to become your wife! ]

[Master Aqua, Enju already has someone she likes. ]

[So what if I like it? As the saying goes, if you use the hoe well, there is no corner that you cannot dig down! ]

[That’s right, otherwise, if she wasn’t my wife, why would I ask you to help her so wholeheartedly?]

Huihui echoed from below.

[Don't say that. That little sister named Enju Aihara had a miserable life in her own world. Wouldn't it be great if Broly could show her some sympathy and help her out of friendship without asking for anything in return?!]

Yoyo has a different opinion.

And below, wives with different personalities soon began to speak, either agreeing or disagreeing.

Of course, there are also people who don't care about this at all and think that Broly should just do whatever he wants.

Broly's personality makes his thoughts on helping his friends more pure, without too much utilitarianism.

“We need a school show to let the students and teachers of Goutian Primary School understand the difference between Enju and Protogastra.

She is not a gastrula that will hurt them, but a hero who will stand up and fight against the gastrula when the gastrula hurts them and protect them!"

"Well, how can we do this? Can we convince those people with words alone?"

Even Rentaro Satomi didn't hold out much hope for this.

Human prejudice is a mountain. If it can be convinced by words, it is no longer prejudice.

"No, not with words, we convince others with performance!"

(End of this chapter)