"Are you hungry, Kakarot?" Vegeta looked at young Goku.
Young Goku nodded vigorously.
How did you know I was hungry?
"Eat him," Vegeta beckoned to young Goku.
"I've eaten one before, it tasted pretty good," young Goku smacked his lips and looked around. "I'll go get some firewood, I want to roast it."
"Go ahead," Vegeta smiled faintly.
Young Goku ran off quickly.
The pterodactyl showed a look of despair.
Vegeta ignored the pterodactyl any further.
You had your chance earlier, and you didn't seize it.
Now I won't let you die so easily.
You dared to eat my girlfriend.
I'll eat you instead!
"Are you alright? Bulma?" Vegeta asked softly, looking Bulma up and down.
The little girl had grown up.
Indeed, Bulma at sixteen was more beautiful.
Moreover, Bulma exuded the unique fragrant scent of a girl, which made Vegeta's heart flutter.
"Are... are you really Vegeta? Am I seeing things?" Bulma felt as if she were dreaming and rubbed her eyes again.
"Oooo... Oooo... Please spare me, I won't dare again." The pterodactyl begged for mercy.
"It's me, I'm back, Bulma," Vegeta nodded, a beam of light flashing in his hand.
"Pfft!"
The light pierced directly through the pterodactyl's mouth, leaving it unable to speak.
"That's much quieter," Vegeta chuckled.
"No... Vegeta... How could it be you? Twelve years have passed, and your height hasn't grown at all..." Bulma immediately came to her senses, looking at Vegeta with surprise.
"We Saiyans have special bodies; we maintain our youthful appearance for a long time," Vegeta explained. "Once the youthful phase is over, we grow up in an instant."
"Really?" Bulma looked at Vegeta with doubt.
Will they really grow up in an instant?
"Some things also grow up in an instant," Vegeta added.
"What? What's so magical?" Bulma was taken aback.
"I'll show you later," Vegeta said with a smile.
"By the way, was that young Goku your tribesman? I heard you call him Kakarot," Bulma inquired.
"Yes, he is my tribesman, and his real name is Kakarot," Vegeta nodded.
As they were talking.
Young Goku returned with a large pile of firewood.
"Roast dragon, roast dragon!" Young Goku exclaimed excitedly, skillfully piling up the firewood.
Despair filled the pterodactyl's pupils.
"Bulma, did you bring fire?" young Goku asked.
"Yes..." Bulma nodded and was about to get her lighter.
"No need to bother," Vegeta said, and with a wave of his hand, a flame appeared.
The firewood immediately ignited.
"Huh? Vegeta, is that magic? Can you teach me?" Young Goku's eyes widened, full of anticipation.
"I'll teach you later, it's not difficult," Vegeta said with a smile.
"Teach me that skill of flying in the sky too," young Goku said.
"Sure thing," Vegeta nodded. "Let's eat this pterodactyl first."
"Okay, I get to eat dragon meat," young Goku nodded happily.
Then, young Goku found a long stick and inserted it into the pterodactyl's anus.
"Oooo..."
The pterodactyl cried out in pain.
"Sorry... bear with it," young Goku chuckled.
At this age, young Goku was not exactly kind-hearted.
Mainly because no one guided him.
At this stage, young Goku was primarily focused on eating.
After all, young Goku lived on Mount Paozu and ate plenty of delicacies.
Some monsters that could talk were also eaten by young Goku.
Later, when young Goku studied and trained with Master Roshi, he gradually learned the value of life.
In other words, young Goku at this point was just a glutton.
A pure and unadulterated glutton.
"Pfft!"
Young Goku's stick shot out of the pterodactyl's mouth.
Then, young Goku placed the stick over the fire and began the roasting process.
Before long, the aroma of the pterodactyl meat wafted through the air.
The pterodactyl was roasted alive.
Vegeta and young Goku had a delicious meal.
Bulma dared not eat.
After they finished the pterodactyl, the sky gradually darkened.
"Let's sleep in the wilderness tonight," young Goku suggested.
"Sounds good," Vegeta nodded.
"Are you kidding me? I'm so weak, how can I sleep in the wilderness?" Bulma snorted and took out a capsule from her bag.
"I meant, let young Goku sleep in the wilderness alone, and you and I can sleep inside a house," Vegeta said with a smile.
Bulma: "..."
Then, Bulma quietly walked over to Vegeta.
"Isn't that a bit inappropriate? People who don't know might think we're bullying a child," Bulma whispered.
"He's not small, he's twelve this year," Vegeta said.
"Ah? Twelve?" Bulma looked at young Goku in surprise and asked, "Young Goku, are you twelve years old?"
"Me?" Young Goku counted his fingers carefully and shook his head, "I'm fourteen."
"Fourteen?" Bulma wiped her sweat. "Indeed, you Saiyans don't grow up. Vegeta, aren't you seventeen this year?"
"Mm," Vegeta nodded, then said to young Goku, "The number after eleven is twelve, not fourteen."
"Oh... then I'm twelve," young Goku suddenly understood.
"It doesn't matter anymore," Vegeta shook his head and stepped forward to pat young Goku's shoulder. "Kakarot, you must remember one thing, and that is the distinction between genders. Girls your age, like Bulma, you shouldn't have any intimate contact with them; it's impolite."
"I see, I understand," young Goku nodded.
"But I'm different, because I'm her boyfriend. A boyfriend can have intimate contact with his girlfriend," Vegeta added.