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Chapter 117 - Chapter 117 : Vegeta paid too much to protect the Earth

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In West City, Yamcha felt a strange sense of vertigo. Seeing the multiverse erupt with praise for his bravery—specifically for that bold slap on the back he gave the God of Destruction—had sent his ego skyrocketing.

His image across the Wanjie Multiverse had never been higher. However, a sharp remark from Krillin standing beside him turned his blood to ice. Krillin asked if he had considered the fallout; if that casual pat actually insulted Lord Beerus, the entire Earth would be erased in an instant.

The weight of his actions finally crashed down on Yamcha. He realized that while he felt like a hero in the moment, the consequences were far beyond his pay grade. He watched the screen with a frantic heart, praying to every deity he knew that Beerus would remain in a good mood.

The video continued, showing Beerus looking visibly annoyed by the contact. Vegeta, watching from the shadows, was paralyzed with an anxiety that would have killed a lesser man.

He was ready to leap out and prostrate himself to save the world, but Krillin inadvertently saved the day by offering a tray of exquisite delicacies. The distraction worked. With the divine wrath temporarily suppressed by Earth's cuisine, Beerus decided to depart, as the Super Saiyan God remained a mystery.

To the viewers, it seemed Earth was safe, but the narrator's voice returned with a chilling omen. He spoke of the "terror of bratty kids"—the kind of unpredictable chaos that could plunge a planet into a crisis of destruction.

Suddenly, Goten and Trunks appeared on screen, caught in a high-energy game of tag with water guns. It was an innocent children's game, yet in their excitement, they veered too close to the God of Destruction.

A stray stream of water splashed directly across Beerus's face. The silence that followed was deafening. Across the dimensions, viewers like Duanmu Yan and Kurosaki Ichigo commented on the sheer destructive potential of such a mistake.

One could only marvel at how the greatest threat to planetary survival wasn't a galactic tyrant, but two children with toys. The tension peaked; the food tactic had already been used. Who could possibly stop a god now? Even Son Goku lacked that kind of power.

Sengoku noted that since the Super Saiyan God had yet to manifest, the Earth must somehow survive this encounter, but the "how" remained a mystery. The answer came through Vegeta. Seeing his son and Goten provoke the ultimate disaster, the Saiyan Prince didn't waste time on blame.

He let out a primal roar to seize Beerus's attention before diving into the ocean. He emerged with a massive octopus and, in a display that shocked the multiverse, donned an apron.

Vegeta, the proud Prince of all Saiyans, began cooking takoyaki with the precision of a master chef, throwing away every ounce of his royal dignity to appease the God's hunger.

The narrator's voice grew solemn, praising Vegeta's transformation. This was a man who once valued pride above life itself, a ruthless conqueror who had executed his own allies without a second thought.

Now, to protect his home and his family, he humoured a god with street food. Across the Wanjie Multiverse, the audience was moved. They saw a "textbook whitewash" come to life; Vegeta had truly become a good man, an Earthling at heart.

Even the Vegeta in the current timeline, sitting in his cold spaceship, felt a complex swirl of emotions. He wanted to call his future self embarrassing, but he couldn't deny the tactical necessity of the act. He wondered what kind of magic the Earth possessed to change a cold-blooded warrior into a protector.

In West City, the Z Fighters including Tien Shinhan and Akira watched in stunned silence. They knew Vegeta's arrogance better than anyone, making his sacrifice of pride all the more impactful. Akira, analyzing the situation with the tactical mind of a transmigrator, recognized the sheer weight of Vegeta's growth.

The Saiyan Prince had abandoned his ego to become a shield for the weak. As the narrator hinted that Vegeta's most "manly" moments were still to come, the curiosity of the myriad worlds reached a fever pitch. If a takoyaki-making prince wasn't the peak of his character growth, what could possibly be next?

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