#2672 - reason

“Grandpa!” Goku excitedly rushed towards Grandpa Gohan, leaping onto his face and hugging him tightly, nuzzling his face like a little monkey.

The two, grandfather and grandson, happily embraced, full of joy.

“Grandpa!?” Yamcha, Puar, Krillin, and Bulma stared wide-eyed in astonishment.

They hadn't expected the fifth warrior to be Goku's grandpa, Grandpa Gohan. No wonder he could use the Kamehameha.

Grandpa Gohan was Master Roshi's top disciple, so of course, he could use the Kamehameha.

The two, grandfather and grandson, happily reunited in the arena, and everyone was happy for Goku.

Goku had always wanted to collect the Dragon Balls to revive his grandpa, and seeing him now, he was so excited that he jumped around like a child, crying with joy.

“Grandpa, have you been revived!?” Goku asked excitedly.

Grandpa Gohan hugged Goku and replied with a smile, “Actually, I haven't really been revived.”

Hearing this, everyone was surprised. Bulma directly asked, “Then… why are you here? Don't tell me… you're a ghost? But you seem to have feet.”

Yamcha, Puar, and Krillin looked at Grandpa Gohan's feet, finding it very strange that he had them, and they looked puzzled.

“Let me explain,” Fortuneteller Baba said as she flew over. “The reason is, I have a special ability to freely travel between the living world and the underworld. So, for convenience, I've recruited some martial arts masters in the underworld to guard this place for me.”

“And they pay very high salaries,” Grandpa Gohan added.

“That's how it is,” Fortuneteller Baba said.

“Then… can Grandpa live with me again?” Goku asked, clenching his little hands, excitedly.

Grandpa Gohan said with a hint of regret, “That's not possible, because I can only return to the living world for one day.”

Goku's face immediately fell, but he quickly perked up, his eyes shining. “It doesn't matter, Grandpa. I only need to collect the last Dragon Ball, and then I can wish for Shenron to directly revive you.”

“Revive? There's something that can revive the dead?” Grandpa Gohan said in surprise.

“Yeah, yeah.” Goku quickly ran to the room and brought the package to the arena, displaying the Dragon Balls to his grandpa. He picked up the Four-Star Ball and told Grandpa Gohan about his adventures with Hercule and Bulma, and how Hercule taught him martial arts and he became Master Roshi's disciple, telling him everything in detail.

Grandpa Gohan listened with great interest, happy that Goku had made good friends.

“Haha, don't worry about me. I really like living in the underworld. There are many beautiful girls there.” Grandpa Gohan's old face blushed as he said, “I also have a job in the underworld, so don't revive me.”

“Ah!” Goku scratched his head. Although he was reluctant to part with his grandpa, since it was his grandpa's wish, Goku was willing to respect it and decided not to use the Dragon Balls to revive him.

Grandpa Gohan ruffled Goku's hair and smiled. “Goku, you've made good friends. From now on, I'll have to trouble you all to take care of my naughty grandson.”

Hercule, Yamcha, Puar, Krillin, and Bulma couldn't help but smile and nod in response to Grandpa Gohan.

Goku and his grandpa spent a good while together before Grandpa Gohan's time in the living world was up. He said goodbye to everyone and returned to the underworld.

Seeing Grandpa Gohan leave, Bulma asked Fortuneteller Baba, “Fortuneteller Baba, did you know about Goku's grandpa, so you summoned him to the living world?”

“Gohan once came here to ask about a little kid with a tail on his butt. At the time, I didn't know that the child was Gohan's grandson, after all, his butt didn't have a tail anymore.

“Fortuneteller Baba's brother?” Yamcha asked in confusion.

“It's that useless one, the one you call Master Roshi, Mutaito.” Speaking of Master Roshi, Fortuneteller Baba thought of Master Roshi's lecherous pig-like face, and her face showed resentment.

“Ah! So Grandpa Master Roshi is Fortuneteller Baba's brother. No wonder Master Roshi reminded us to find Fortuneteller Baba.” Yamcha, Puar, Krillin, and Bulma were shocked.

“Hello, Aunt-Master Fortuneteller Baba, we are Master Mutaito's disciples.” Krillin and Goku bowed respectfully to Fortuneteller Baba.

Fortuneteller Baba nodded in appreciation. Although Krillin had lost in the battle, he still had some spirit, and Fortuneteller Baba was very satisfied with Krillin's spirit.

“What is my good-for-nothing brother doing now? Is he still squatting on his Kame Island, looking at blue magazines?” Fortuneteller Baba asked sternly, with a serious face.

Yamcha, Puar, and Bulma were embarrassed and unable to answer. Krillin lowered his head guiltily. He had even helped Master Roshi buy some of the erotic magazines.

Goku looked left and right, not really understanding what erotic magazines were. Were they pictures of girls wearing very little?

“Hmph! I knew there was a reason he didn't dare come to see me!” Fortuneteller Baba snorted coldly, still annoyed that her brother liked these erotic things.

It was also fortunate that he didn't come, otherwise Fortuneteller Baba couldn't help but knock a bump on his bald head.

“Fortuneteller Baba, you've misunderstood. Master Roshi recently fought with us against the Red Ribbon Army and took down the Red Ribbon Army and reformed the Red Ribbon Army. We accompanied Goku to find the Dragon Balls, while Master Roshi is maintaining the stability of the Red Ribbon Army and is sitting in the Red Ribbon Army headquarters.” Hercule explained.

Of course, Hercule wouldn't be surprised if Master Roshi was watching erotic videotapes at the Red Ribbon Army headquarters.

But on the surface, Master Roshi was still a general of the Red Ribbon Army, with immense power…

“I heard that you and Mutaito defeated the Red Ribbon Army, becoming famous all over the world, and turned the Red Ribbon Army into a righteous army.” Fortuneteller Baba nodded to Hercule, praising Hercule's actions and despising Master Roshi's actions. “I understand my brother, Hercule, you've done a great job.”

As his sister, Fortuneteller Baba had long understood what kind of lecherous bastard Master Roshi was, and how could she not know that the guy would never leave Kame Island on his own initiative, and even went to attack the Red Ribbon Army with Hercule.

There must have been something happening, but it was better than hiding on Kame Island and watching erotic magazines.

“Alright, now let me divine where the last Dragon Ball is for you.” Fortuneteller Baba said.