Dr. Briefs was wearing a white lab coat, his hair was a bit messy, a pair of round-framed glasses sat on his face, and an unlit cigarette dangled from the corner of his mouth.
"Oh? We have guests.‑ Dr. Briefs looked at Rez, then at Linoshi, his gaze lingering on the two of them for a moment before he greeted them warmly, "Welcome, welcome."
He got off his bicycle and leaned it to the side.
"Dad, let me introduce you. They are my friends from outer space. This is Rez, and this is Linoshi.‑ Tights quickly introduced them, gesturing between Rez and Linoshi before turning back to introduce her father to them, "This is my dad, Dr. Briefs."
"Hello, Doctor. I hope you don't mind us disturbing you so late,‑ Rez said with a slight smile.
"So you're friends from outer space... What planet are you from?‑ Dr. Briefs sized Rez up and down, his gaze pausing on his tail for a moment before looking at Linoshi.
He reached out and shook hands with Rez; his palm was warm and dry.
"We come from the distant Planet Vegeta,‑ Rez smiled, withdrawing his hand and putting both hands in his pockets.
"Dad, Rez and Linoshi are amazing, they can even fly!‑ Tights looked at Rez and Linoshi with a face full of admiration, her eyes sparkling.
"Is that so?‑ Dr. Briefs nodded thoughtfully, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, glanced at Rez's feet, and then looked back up.
"Dad, hurry and have the chef robot prepare some food for us. I want to treat these two friends to a good meal,‑ Tights said to her father.
"Of course, of course, I'll go arrange it right now,‑ Dr. Briefs agreed readily. He turned to walk toward the kitchen, but after two steps, he stopped and looked back at Tights with a somewhat serious gaze, "Don't play at running away from home again next time."
"I know... Dad,‑ Tights nodded and giggled, reaching back to scratch the back of her head.
...
In just a few short minutes.
The chef robot brought various local delicacies to the long dining table one after another.
The robot's arms were steady, and the plates landed on the table without a sound.
The dining table was soon covered with dishes, steaming hot and filled with a rich aroma.
Rez and Linoshi didn't waste any time and started eating again.
Ever since arriving on Earth, they were either eating or on their way to eat.
Rez took a bite of food, chewed twice, and his eyes lit up slightly.
Enjoying the gourmet food of Bulma's house, Rez couldn't help but be amazed.
He swallowed a mouthful of food and took another bite, his movements a bit faster than before.
The world's richest man was indeed extraordinary; the food at home was truly delicious.
These chef robots must be made through strict program management, right?
The cooking techniques were indeed remarkable.
Tights also ate a little, her chopsticks poking at the plate twice, but her mind was clearly not on the food.
Seeing that Rez was almost finished eating, Tights stepped forward again, leaning her body slightly forward with her hands on the table, and asked about the material for her novel.
Rez had actually already thought of the relevant material.
He put down his chopsticks, took a napkin to wipe his mouth, and immediately recounted the story of one piece simply to Tights.
His voice wasn't loud, and his speaking speed wasn't fast, but every word reached Tights's ears clearly.
Hearing Rez's narration, Tights's eyes lit up, her eyes widening and her mouth opening slightly.
The chopsticks in her hand stopped in mid-air, motionless.
This story sounds quite interesting!
And something called a Devil Fruit!
These are simply very magical ideas!
Tights quickly put down her chopsticks, pulled out a notebook and a pen from her bag nearby, and began to record frantically.
The tip of her pen moved quickly across the paper, her handwriting so scribbled it was almost illegible, but she was completely oblivious, fearing she would miss any detail.
Rez only briefly described the story background and world structure of one piece to Tights; as for the other stories, he would let her make them up herself.
He couldn't possibly tell Tights the entire story of one piece, could he?
If he did, Tights wouldn't need to create anything herself.
"Rez, your ideas are so good, I've really benefited a lot!‑ Tights was ecstatic, holding her notebook in both hands like she was holding some rare treasure. Her eyes were as bright as two stars, and her smile stretched from ear to ear, "I'll start writing in the next couple of days. I think the readers will definitely love it!"
"I actually think you'd be better off finding a manga artist and serializing your story as a manga as well; I believe the audience would be even broader,‑ Rez shared his thoughts, tapping his finger lightly on the table.
"That's a good idea, let's do that!‑ Tights nodded vigorously, her head bobbing like a chicken pecking at rice.
...
The night gradually deepened.
The sky outside changed from deep blue to inky black, and the moon climbed overhead, casting a silver glow over the ground.
Rez and Linoshi were still enjoying the food.
The plates on the table were emptied and refilled, refilled and emptied; the chef robot shuttled back and forth tirelessly.
Rez was like a gluttonous king; even if he ate all this food, he wouldn't feel full.
His chopsticks moved unhurriedly across the plates, picking up food, eating, and chewing with composed movements.
Linoshi was even more so; she enjoyed the food simply for the sake of enjoyment.
She ate in small bites, her eyes slightly curved with a satisfied smile on her lips.
Tights, however, couldn't stop yawning, one after another, until tears almost came out.
She covered her mouth with her hand, her shoulders shrugging; it looked like she was incredibly sleepy.
However, the guests hadn't finished eating yet, so as the host, it was a bit inappropriate to leave now.
As for Dr. Briefs, his wife, and their other daughter Bulma, they had already gone to bed.
"Tights, if you're feeling sleepy, go to sleep. We'll just eat here by ourselves,‑ Rez said with a smile, gesturing with his chopsticks in the air.
"Okay, I'm really incredibly sleepy... I haven't slept well these past few days wandering outside,‑ Tights yawned again, her mouth wide open, and a tear slid down from the corner of her eye.
She stood up from her seat, took two steps forward, then suddenly thought of something and paused, stopping immediately.
"I'll take you to see the rooms first, then you can go straight to sleep later,‑ Tights rubbed her eyes until her eyelids were red, then turned to speak to Rez.
"Alright,‑ Rez nodded, put down his chopsticks, and stood up.
Afterward, Rez and Linoshi followed behind Tights.
The footsteps of the three echoed in the hallway, and the lights cast a soft glow on the floor.
Tights led the two into the guest room, pushed open the door, and pressed the switch.
The lights came on, illuminating a spacious room.
She pointed to an empty room and the large bed inside.
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