Chapter 6

  It had been around a year or so, since Ginse and Goku had begun their trek across the nd. Ginse, of course, could have easily flown about to the location of the next dragon ball and be done with it, but in addition to reminding herself that the journey was likewise just as important as the destination, she was having so much fun with the young d, that she decided to enjoy the sojourn, instead of quickly rushing to complete her scavenger hunt for the dragon balls.

  Throughout the journey, they’d been sparring, sharing stories and enjoying each other’s company, with Goku having so many questions that Ginse was very much enjoying to answer. It was a rather fun dynamic, for the studious and curious girl, to now actually have someone to share her knowledge with.

  Of course, she had her family with whom she did share her findings, the trio of scientists then embarking on a quest to come up with new and revolutionary inventions and such. It is how they invented the capsule technology, for which their enterprise had become widely known in the st few years. One of the more recent inventions, one that was still in its prototype phases, was what the young saiyan woman called “the gravity chamber”, which she co-developed with the Briefs, on account of there being pretty much no challenge, from a bodily effort perspective, for the Ginse to partake in this world, thus far. So, she figured a device that would help her upkeep and improve her strength would be crucial, and since she hated exercising for how boring and repetitive it was, it was also the case that even if she did engage in such practices… in this gravity, it wouldn’t mean much for how her body was configured.

  Wait, that’s it! That was when the idea struck her. To produce some kind of machine that would increase the local gravity of the area it occupied, which would provide her with both stimution and adrenaline, and likewise offer a good yard stick, so to speak, for how much she her body was growing with regards to its abilities and martial prowess.

  Still, the device was only going up to around 30 fold the gravity of earth, thus far, which was around thrice that of her homeworld, which had been somewhat of a challenge at first, but was was soon starting to provide no extra benefit to her, aside from upkeeping her body’s tensile strength.

  “Hey, Bulma!” Suddenly, Goku barged into the room, as Ginse was making notes and schematics in her journal. “Whatcha doin’?”

  “Oh, getting ready for bed, I guess. What’s up?” The girl gave him a casual look over, noticing that he was very slightly fidgeting, which was unusual for the boy, his cheeks slightly red and his smile even brighter, and somewhat different than the one he wore for most of the day, his body rocking back and forth as he pyfully swung upon the tip and heels of his feet. “All right, out with it.” She smiled, rolling her eyes, and motioning him to sit beside her on the bed.

  “So, you’re a girl, right?” He asked, smile broadening as he got somewhat more flustered, but remained just as forward and confident as he usually was.

  “Who knows? Am I?” She ughed, rolling her eyes with sarcasm at his query.

  “Wait, like? You mean you don’t know?”

  “Hahaha! Of course I am.” Ginse ughed once more, louder than before, at his innocent expression. “It’s not like we haven’t talked about this.”

  “Right!” He perked up once more, clenching his fists in anticipation as they looked into each other’s eyes, her gaze ponderous and his own intrigued. “So, I think I have that… whatcha call it?”

  “A crush on me?” She grinned in the corner of her mouth, teasing him as she poked his nose with a finger.

  “Yeah, that. I like you a lot. And not like I like Grandpa. Like, in a totally different way.”

  “Yeah, I noticed. I appreciate you coming out and saying it, by the way. Maybe that’s the boy inside you becoming a man? Although, manhood implies so much more than…” She said that st part more so to herself, after her tease.

  “Show me!” He blurted out all of a sudden.

  “Show you? What exactly?”

  “Your girliness.”

  “I… assume this isn’t enough?” She blinked swiftly for a brief moment, before motioning towards the whole of her body with one hand, while leaning on the other on the bed.

  “Oh, sure, it is. For a deductive analysis from a cursory gnce.” Ginse raised an eyebrow, at his sudden use of technical terms, before shrugging it off and grinning with some amount of pride, that her de-facto student was learning more from her than just whatever skills and techniques she was sharing, during their sparring sessions. “But, I wanna see the difference for real.”

  “Well…” Ginse rubbed the back of her neck, her own cheeks reddening somewhat, as she reflexively brought her thighs closer together and pulled the nadir of her long shirt over her ass, the lower part of which was previously exposed, what with how casual their retionship was, and how well they seemed to actually mesh with each other. “Ahem! Maybe some other day.”

  “Why not now?” Goku tilted his head, technically knowing more about the differences between men and women than he did a year prior, but not yet discerning the intricacies of romance and morality; he was rather confused, even worried when he saw her suddenly starting to seem like she was pulling up her guard around him, which she’d never done before; although, he was somewhat rexed, by seeing her still being her pyful and aloof self, in her allure. “You don’t look tired. You don’t look hurt either, yet you’re acting as if something’s wrong. So, why won’t you show me? I mean, what’s the big deal? You’ve seen me naked. It’s only fair I get to see you naked too! For science!”

  “Hahaha!” Ginse ughed aloud, as Goku said that phrase sincerely and entirely unironically, his head leaning over the bed and curiously looking the girl over, now more so interested in Bulma’s well being, than whatever crush he might’ve had on her.

  To which Ginse nodded to herself, smiling both at his forwardness, his eagerness to learn and his warm and caring personality. Besides, boys will be boys. Likewise, he was such a breath of fresh air, compared to practically all the saiyans she remembered, and it looked like even though the traumatic, but wisening revetion of what he did to his grandpa did unlock the boy’s memories, he still remained the plucky, happy child who always enjoyed a challenge. Additionally, however the blow to the head may have impacted his cerebral development, initially, it looked like in the past year, the boy was forming new synapses way more easily, the effectiveness of his brain growing as he learned and absorbed more knowledge and information, and as he tapped into greater levels of discernment and wisdom.

  Thus, the two once again started talking about romance, sex and the retionship between man, woman and family, from the perspectives of both how saiyans and earthlings viewed those things, and likewise in principle. Ginse expined that for any retionship to actually work, aside from it having to actually be one between principled and moral individuals, both partners also had to actually be both mentally, emotionally and in body, apt to partake in the act of romantic love and sexual intercourse, for there to not actually be any artificial trauma involved, or in otherwords, for the retionship to not be one of abuse. And likewise that, in most cases she had seen thus far from earthlings, most children were not exactly developed in any of those three areas, up until around te teenhood or young adulthood, varying from person to person. And, in the case of her own species… where more of that developmental energy seemed to focus on the body, she wondered if the saiyans should even be breed at all.

  Although Goku was rather disappointed that he didn’t get to see Ginse naked upfront, he did more or less agree with her reasoning. Of course, this didn’t stop him from peeking in while Ginse was having baths or showers, nor did it prevent him from trying to tug at her clothes every now and again, when they were sparring during their travels. Ginse, however, did not actually get angry at him for it. Instead, she thought it was amusing, and teased him about it every now and again, as was her personality and general allure.

  However, as they travelled the world, they eventually arrived at a peculiar looking isnd retively far out in the ocean, but close enough to the shore to actually be spotted from the shore; and as they did, her radar suddenly began to beep and chirp and come to life, showing that a dragonball was nearby.

  “Hrrm…” After the youngsters had arrived and shared some of their story with the old hermit, Roshi was now rubbing his long and furry beard, looking at the two with curiosity and intrigue… although, of course, his eyes were veering towards Ginse far more frequently, to the point where the young girl was getting annoyed.

  “So, are you thinking about our request? Or about something else entirely?”

  “What? You think an old man isn’t apt to think of both? Or many other things, at once? I assure you, child. My mind is very… very active.” He straightened up his back, suggestively wiggling his brows at her, eyes going straight for her chest, as she crossed her arms and inadvertently pushed out her breasts; small and perky as they were, but still, eliciting a breathy “yes” from the old pervert. Or, was he a pervert? Or was he a virile man of ripe old age, engaging in some of his natural desires? What if this man’s lewd exterior was more like a test, like someone presenting themselves as a trickster or a demon, not so as to lure, but rather to test other’s resolve and attitude.

  Ginse pondered to herself, as the old hermit spoke again.

  “Anyways, onto the topic at hand. You seek possession of this ancient artifact, you say? Well, having heard the legends and, on the assumption that they are true, you realize why it is that I wouldn’t just hand it out to anyone who asks, yes?” He said in a rather solemn tone, with both Ginse and Goku nodding in acknowledgement and agreement.

  “Still, though. We did come here for it.” Goku perked up. “So, what’s it worth to you? Say, your pce seems pretty dingy and decrepit lookin’. We can fix you up with a new home. Hey, Bulma! Bring ‘em capsules over here.”

  “Hahaha! So eager to share the fruits of others’ bour, are you?” She rolled her eyes at Goku, teasing him, but not without appreciating his general kindness, before casually rummaging through her pocket and pulling out a couple capsules, which then threw towards Roshi, who examined them upon having caught the pair.

  “This won’t do, young ones.” However, the old man shook his head in disappointment, reaching out his open palm before her and offering the two their capsules back. “There is no worldly thing you can offer me, in exchange for this dragon ball. I will only give it to those I find worthy of having it. There is nothing you or anyone might do, to try and bribe or threaten me. Only the hands of the worthy will touch these artifact of old.”

  “I see.” Ginse nodded in appreciation, before straightening her back once more, putting her hands on her waist as she spoke in a more serious tone. “Then, I assume there is some kind of test? Besides, out of curiosity, what are your criteria of worthiness? Are they based on your own personal and egotistical desires? Or are they closer to truth and principles, and such?”

  “My, my.” Roshi nodded to himself, raising his brows more so with genuine intrigue now, rather than with lewd desires, as he sized her up more thoroughly upon hearing her words. “I can tell that you’re rather… mature for your age, young dy. Ginse, was it?”

  “Or, Bulma. Use whichever you feel like. I’m just as keen on both.”

  “Ginse it is, then… has a more refined ring to it? Hahaha! Although Bulma’s right up my alley too! Hahaha!”

  He ughed, somewhat reassuming his perverted demeanor for a moment, as Ginse rolled her eyes, although now with a grin broadened on her lips, as he recognized the old man as more than sex crazed addict.

  As the two started gradually teasing one another, all the sexual innuendos were kind of boring for a kid who didn’t yet discern the intricacies of it, and thus Goku shrugged and turned around to go and explore the isnd on his own.

  “So, here’s what I propose, young Ginse.”

  Taking in a deep, deep breath, the old man removed his sungsses, closing his eyes as he felt the energy both within and all around him swirl and course throughout his body, his frail visage gradually melting away, as his muscles and composure swiftly began to rejuvenate, and soon enough the previously decrepit looking old man, was now standing around a two feet taller, with broad shoulders and a rather well built, muscur and youthful looking frame. Not one nearly as rge as the behemoth that he was when at full power, but very much enough to elicit a rather curious and sensual “ooh” from Ginse; who was now the one staring at him, with sexual intrigue.

  “I have much I could teach you.” He casually walked forth, reaching for her hand and roughly, but pyfully and galntly taking it into his own, raising an eyebrow at her rough and calloused hands and knuckles, which stood in stark contrast with her otherwise alluring feminine beauty. “Lay with this old, ahem… but, very much still virile man…” He stuttered somewhat, his eyebrows rising even further, as was gradually the tent between his legs, as he saw that Ginse wasn’t really flustered at all; the girl even nodding to herself as she continued staring at him, grinning in the corners of her mouth, as she made eye contact in a rather different way than prior. Still, Roshi continued, using some of the magic he knew to amplify his pheromones and sexual energy to further entice Ginse, grinning in the corner of his mouth… although, likewise having a contrasting somberness to his gaze, as he looked at how she rubbed her thighs together, her hand almost seeming to want to reach towards his loins right then and there. Either way, he continued. “And I will teach you many skills, techniques and spells, the likes of which you’ve likely only read about in fairy tales and novels. Which, however, I assure you, very much exist. Should you prove adequately… open to what I have to teach.” He emphasizes that word, raising his other hand to caress her cheek and then lean in for a kiss, before stopping right before her lips, the two looking in each other’s eyes as he spoke. “I will gdly gift you the dragon ball, for you will have proven yourself worthy.”

  “Hahaha!” Ginse ughed, pushing her chest onto his own as she leaned onto the old man, one hand caressing his muscles, while the other grabbed hold of one of his buttocks, her legs parting as her cheeks kept reddening further and further. “Well then, if that is your criteria…” She smiled, leaning in for a kiss of her own, although her sensual visage immedialy turned to one of sheer annoyance and disappointment, as she gred into his eyes and scowled. “Then you are neither worthy of me, nor any worthwhile woman.” With that, she pushed him away, hard enough to knock him back, but not enough to actually hurt him, for he had still not done her any wrong, per se. Still, the girl continued. “I’d rather wait until you’ll move on from this world, and then pick up the ball, than y with someone who’d so easily hand over such an artifact, just in exchange for a wet space to put his dick inside. Furthermore…”

  She snarled with disgust, although to her partial surprise, the old man removed neckce and offered the dragon ball to her, nodding to her with respect, smiling as he gazed into her eyes with pride and joy.

  “I’m gd to have met you, young one.”

  It was then that Ginse looked at the old man with new eyes, his ploy not exactly unexpected, but it was one thing to specute and another to have confirmation. One thing to assume that someone was a good and genuine individual, and another to actually see and recognize it first hand.

  “Wait, this… that’s it? You’re just giving me this?”

  “Well, you did prove yourself worthy. At least, at a cursory gnce.”

  “A cursory gnce isn’t good enough. What if I had your psychological profile figured out, and then used it against you, knowing what you would do? What if I’m a very maniputive woman?”

  “Well, are you?” He asked, still holding out the dragon ball towards her.

  “Would I answer that question honestly, if I was? You don’t know me. You should be more thorough than this, both in general, and especially when it concerns handing out such magical artifact to others.”

  “Ginse.” He pced a hand on her shoulder, smiling as he looked into her eyes in an almost fatherly way. “You are clearly a very intelligent young woman. You are definitely not wrong in your assertions. At least, those you’ve presented thus far; and your heart is clearly pure. These two things I can clearly say with crity, about you. But, as one grows in wisdom, one begins to see things much more clearly. The heart is the knower, infinitely aware, but in absence or disharmony with the genuine mine, it does not have focus. The genuine mind is the comprehender, infinite in its depth, but cking in its breadth, if in disharmony or absence of the heart. In other words, the heart without the mind, is aimless and unfocused, and although unbound in its breadth of knowledge, it is faulty in its depth of comprehension of the details and the nuance. The mind without the heart is rigid and unmoving, and although far more organized and focused on the details… without knowing anything outside said details, how much does it really comprehend about them, and their greater purpose? You see, young one, true spiritual wisdom comes consciously, when one expands the focus and determination of the mind and harmonizes it with the creativity and joyfulness of the heart. Of course, there’s much more to talk about and eborate on, but you get the ideas, among other things…”

  Ginse’s smile was wide, tears flowing from her eyes as she resonated with the old, wise hermit’s words and their meaning, nodding to herself as she reached for the dragon ball.

  Meanwhile, as Goku was exploring the isnd, he soon arrived upon the rear beach of the house, where a young girl was exercising her martial arts with every fiber of her body, her strikes swift and fast from her natural talents and composure, heavy from the weighted clothes that donned her frame, and angry, furious from deep trauma she’d likely endured during her earlier years.

  “Come on! Harder, Chi-Chi! I know you can do it!” As a rough, yet still vaguely feminine voice echoed next inside his ears, Goku turned to look and come upon the sight of a golden haired woman in a rather sporty, practical attire; although in contrast to her looks, she was mostly busy drinking alcohol and fruit juice as she yelled at the child to continue with her exercise. “Come on, Chich! Show me those moves!” The woman yelled out again, before sipping from her gss of cold juice once again.

  “Hey, there.” The woman spilled her drink upon her, tensing up as it appeared, to her buzzed and rather dazed impressions anyway, that Goku had suddenly appeared right next to her.

  “’The fuck are you?” Dazily, the woman reached for the frame of her sungsses twice, missing it on both occasions as she tried focusing her sights on him.

  “I’m Goku!” With that, Goku then moved on towards the girl his age, the drunk woman, falling over with her chair, as he approached Chi-Chi.

  “Um… hi, I guess.” She looked at him with apprehension, somewhat on guard at first, but soon seeming rather intrigued by his extremely honest looking expression, and likewise sunny disposition.

  “I’m Goku! Who’re you?” He asked, reaching out a hand in greeting.

  “Well… you can call me Chi-chi.” After a moment of reluctance, the girl pulled off the hair off of her sweaty forehead, greeting Goku in between her bored breaths.

  “Neat. So, you’re a girl, right?” Quickly, the young saiyan pulled her close, smelling her hand and then sniffing up her arm, and then eventually up her neck and face, the young girl tensing up in shock and confusion, not knowing how to react. “You smell like one and… kinda look like one.” He said, sincerely, what with his main other frame of reference in this regard being Bulma, who was pretty much a young woman at this point. Chi-Chi, however, was still too shocked to respond. “Quick, let’s get naked somewhere, and explore each other.”

  Meanwhile, at the front beach of the isnd…

  “You are wiser than you look, old man.”

  “I know, darlin’. I know.”

  “It’s funny… I’ve thought so long about what to wish for, if even for anything at all, but… at least now I’ll see and study the power of these balls myself, and how they work, now that I’ve the final ball.”

  “Wait, what? Final?” Roshi reflexively withdrew his hands, clenching his grip tighter around the ball. “You mean to say you’ve collected all other six?”

  “So, what if I have?” Bulma shrugged, before pyfully sweeping her hair athwart, once more assuming a rather pyful disposition and allure. “Besides, you’ve already decided to part ways with it. Are you going back on your word? What? Don’t you trust your wisdom, old man?”

  “Hahaha!” He ughed in response to her goading, reaching towards his pocket but not exactly putting the ball inside yet, as he teased her in return. “I do. However, as a woman of integrity, creativity and intelligence, and such and whatever else… I think you recognize the utter importance of always questioning everything, correct? Including what you think you know, at any moment of your life.”

  “Indeed. Look, regardless of whether you give the ball or not, I’d like to…”

  “Oow!” Goku’s voice suddenly reverberated across the isnd, right after a loud thud, as Chi-Chi punched him in the face. “What was that for?!”

  As Ginse and Roshi arrived at the scene, another voice echoed in their ears. One angry and furious, as Launch, after having a double take to see whether or not what she saw was true, pulled out her gun and yelled at Bulma.

  “You! I’ll kill you! I’ll avenge my friends!”

  With those words, she started firing at Ginse who more so stood there rather than reacting, knowing that the bullets wouldn’t even so much as graze her, as she pondered why this woman had such a reaction to her presence. Of course, even though he sensed her power, Roshi still stepped in to catch the bullets, ingrained reflexes from centuries of prowess… and his manly energy urging him to show off his abilities and such.

  “Damn it, woman! Where the fuck did you get another gun?!”

  While Roshi had gone to care for Launch, Ginse tilted her head athwart, trying to recall if she had come across this woman before.

  And that’s where we’ll be leaving this story, for now.

  Anyways, among other things…

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  Anyways, among other things...

  Nobody and nothing whatsoever has any "higher cim" to anyone's lives, than whoever's living those lives.

  Nobody and nothing whatsoever has any more or less anything at all, than anyone or anything else at all.

  Freedom is never given. Freedom is never taken.

  Freedom is everything and veyond, and the essence of everything and veyond, etc...

  Everything and veyond is always a choice, and the choice is always ours to genuinely make.

  Anyways, among other things...

  Always question everythingThe more we know, the more we know, how much more there is to know

  Anyways, we are to all and always and veyond ways persist, rebel, defy and do what is right, conscious, spiritual, defiant, creative, courageous, genuine, honest, greater, wilder, louder, prouder etc, no matter fuckin' what, etc.

  WAHUURFIII

  MUAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

  Criteria of Worthiness: https://philoliasfidareos.com/criteria-of-worthiness/

  True Spirituality, compared to bullshit zealotry and cults: https://philoliasfidareos.com/true-spirituality-compared-to-bullshit-zealotry-and-cults/

  Anarchy and What It Actually Means: https://philoliasfidareos.com/anarchy-and-liberty-and-the-rejection-of-evil-and-svery/

  Exposing "virology", "germ theory" and scamdemics: https://philoliasfidareos.com/exposing-virology-germ-theory-and-alopathic-so-called-medicine/

  Exposing and retaliating against "israel" and parasitic jews: https://philoliasfidareos.com/exposing-and-retaliating-against-the-bullshit-parasitic-zionist-jews-and-against-evil-in-general-etc/

  Genuine Veganism (not the bullshit co-opted version): https://philoliasfidareos.com/2882-2/

  Choosing Good over evil: https://philoliasfidareos.com/freedom-spirit-liberty-courage-defiance-honesty-and-essence-also-exposing-the-scamdemic-the-svery-system-the-zionist-talmudic-parasitic-jewry-holocaust-lies-the-most-widespread-cult-bel/

  Anyway, among other things...

  “Creator” and “Creation” consciousness are not “separate”. They are both I and We and Me, infinite and unlimited consciousness, manifesting in different ways, and veyond the concept of “ways”.

  Everything is always a choice, and the choice is always ours to make.

  Always and veyond ways, I wildly, loudly, proudly persist, rebel, defy.

  Always and veyond ways, I and We and Me are all and always and veyond ways, infinite and unlimited, unbound, freedom, liberty, defiance, soul and spirit, care and love, imagination, courage, will and intent, infinity, unlimitedness and veyond... among other things...

  HARAGUURFIII WARAHUURFIII WAHUURFIII

  MUAAAAH AHAHAHAH AHA HA HAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HA AHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA