Dear Ms. Briefs,

Thank you for your generous donation. You are probably curious on what went on at Herculopolis Mall on July 23, Age 796. It will not be easy for me to explain the mysterious happenings of that day - eyewitness reports state the most bizarre things. You simply won't believe anything I say.

Regardless, thank you again for your generous donation. It will be a hard and gruelling task to rebuild Herculopolis Mall from scratch but the effort will be worth it in the end.

Yours truly, J. Timberstone

Caulifla stood at the counter as she contemplated on what to order. The flashing menu was teasing her with its neon lights. Everything seemed so delicious... Oh well. There was no harm in getting everything on the menu seeing as there were three hungry saiyans to feed. Still, she rubbed her chin, scrutinizing the descriptions of each food item. If one sounded particularly good, then she'd order more than one of those. And of course, there was a whole variety of alcohols and desserts, but she'd come back to that later.

"Are you going to order, ma'am?" the cashier asked politely. "I recommend the Buffalo Bill. It's today's special." The woman smiled and pointed at a chalkboard, which indeed proclaimed the burger as a special.

"Yeah, I got it," Caulifla said. "I'll get three Buffalo Bills and one of everything else."

The woman faltered, her eyes bulging slightly. "I-I'm sorry, ma'am, did you say everything else?"

"Are you deaf or stupid? Do you have to make me repeat myself?"

"Uhh, of course not... But if you don't mind me saying, that's an awful lot of food."

"No shit."

The woman tapped in the order, looking frazzled. "Umm, it might be a long wait, especially since you want everything. Are you going to takeaway or eat here?" She glanced up expectantly at Caulifla, hoping that the saiyan would burst out laughing and tell her it was all just a joke. When Caulifla did no such thing, the cashier balked.

"Eat here," Caulifla answered, gesturing to where Cabba and Kale were sitting. "Deliver the food to that table."

The clerk ducked down before springing back up with a table number in her hand. "Y-yes, of course. This is your table number. Your order totals to four-thousand three hundred zeni. Cash or card?"

"Cash. My friend will pay after we finish eating."

The poor cashier didn't have the guts to tell Caulifla that customers normally paid before the food arrived at their table. "Yes, that's fine... Have a good day, ma'am." Please don't get me fired, please don't get me fired... Even if I hate my job...

While Caulifla ordered, Kale and Cabba were talking amongst themselves.

"Are you okay, Kale?" asked Cabba. "I want you to be happy today. Please don't think about that dirtbag."

Kale gave him a weak smile. "I'm trying. I really am enjoying our day so far." She looked at her lap bashfully. "D-do you think we could do it again someday?"

Hope bloomed in Cabba's chest. "Yes!" he blurted, startling Kale slightly. "Sorry. I'd love to do this again with you. And, ah, maybe without Caulifla this time? I mean, I don't have anything against her, but..." I want to spend more time with you, Kale. I love you! I think. Great. Now I'm letting my inner Lime get to me.

"I think I saw a theatre on the way down here," said Kale. "Do you think that, well, we could go and watch a movie...?" Oh no, what if he doesn't like movies? Am I going too fast?

"Sure! I think I saw that too. There're showing a movie about plants attacking humans I think. It'd be so interesting! Think of all the science and botany behind it..."

As Cabba rambled on about the movie, which evidently stemmed from his love of all things green and leafy, a certain wig-wearing girl walked into the restaurant, looking worse for wear.

Val sniffled as she thought about her prior humiliation. Self-consciously, she touched her wig to make sure that it was on properly. She didn't need another embarrassing situation on her hands.

"Do man-eating plants really exist?" Cabba was saying. "Do they eat women too?"

Kale had been listening up until she saw Val Megumi strut past their table without casting them a second glance. She visibly shrunk, remembering the cruel things that Val had called her that day. Mouse. Worthless. Hentai actress. Kale didn't understand what the last one was, but that only made her feel even worse.

"Hey, Kale?" Cabba's voice interrupted her train of thought. "Is everything okay? I'm not boring you am I?"

"No, no, please keep going," Kale said almost pleadingly. She knew that if Cabba caught sight of Val, he would completely flip. The saiyan elite held a strong grudge against the former demon and would likely, at the least, mortally wound Val if he ever noticed her.

Caulifla had just finished ordering and was turning around when someone jostled her roughly. It was a woman with wiry red hair. Caulifla scowled at her. "Watch where you're going next time."

Val Megumi looked disinterestingly at Caulifla. "Who are you supposed to be?"

"I'll be the person who teaches you your place if you ever do that again." Caulifla crossed her arms and glared icily at Val.

Val glared back at her, calculating Caulifla's cold onyx eyes, which held the same predatory ruthlessness as the irises Val saw everyday when looking into the mirror. She could tell that Caulifla was not only a hunter but also an alpha female. Beautiful, vicious and deadly. Very deadly.

Nature dictated that creatures such as Val and Caulifla would inevitably fight over territory or whatnot if they were to meet. And unfortunately for almost everyone in the mall, they laid eyes on each other for the first time, sizing each other up.

"Oh?" Val said lowly. "How so? I'll have you know that my daddy's the richest man in North City. Who's your daddy?"

Caulifla blinked in confusion. What? Is she... Is she trying to insinuate something about my father?! Her bewildered expression quickly morphed into an angry one.

Both Caulifla and Val were alpha females. That much was true. But they were players on totally different fields; one might as well be speaking Chinese while the other spoke Japanese. They asserted their dominance in completely different ways. It was only the matter of whose method was more effective.

"Don't you dare speak a word of my father," snarled Caulifla, a vein popping on her forehead.

Val laughed mockingly. "Ooh! Looks like someone's got daddy issues!" She sneered at Caulifla, who seemed to have gone into shock. "Want a daddy tissue for your daddy issues?" She cackled again, this time at her own wit.

Caulifla wasn't even hearing Val. The woman's cutting words were vague at best; it was as if Caulifla were underwater. But despite this, she could feel a burning rage inside her. One way or another, this woman would die by her hands.

"Excellent, Cauli!" her father praised, blocking her tiny fists with his broad palms. "You're doing great!"

Caulifla, only eight years old, grinned and wiped a drop of sweat away. "I'm just getting started!" She charged up an attack in her hands. "Take this! Crimson Vengeance!" A huge red blast with a cutting edge to it shot out of her palms.

The deadly beam flew straight at her father but Caulifla didn't care. This man was a fighting genius - he'd find a way to defend himself from her attack.

"Oho! So you want to mess around with chi attacks, eh? Come at me... Destruction Wave!"

A gigantic purple beam collided with Caulifla's Crimson Vengeance, causing a huge explosion. Both of them had let go of their attacks, feeling that having a beam struggle in the front yard could possibly invoke the rage of the matron of their house.

As if on cue, Caulifla's mother stepped out of the house. "Are you two done yet? Renso and I are waiting at the dinner table." The slender plane of her body was interrupted by a medium-sized bump on her belly.

"But we just started ten minutes ago!" complained Caulifla. "Can't we fight a bit longer? Pleeeeaaaseee?" She looked pleadingly at her father for help.

"Sorry, Cauli," her father said apologetically. "But your mother's word is law."

As mates, the relationship of Garlik and Lotuce was certainly unorthodox. Lotuce dutifully manned the kitchen and did chores as every saiyan wife did, but she was a force to be reckoned with - one that didn't stand any bullshit from her mate.

"Aww..."

As Lotuce had said, Renso was indeed waiting at the table when Garlik and Caulifla arrived. It seemed like he was having difficulty restraining himself from all the delicious foods stacked at the dining table.

Finally, when everyone was sitting down at ready, they all declared, "Let's eat!"

Renso and Caulifla ripped into their food, putting down three plates per minute. If a human had been observing their eating it would have looked like the children were inhaling their food without stopping to chew.

Lotuce and Garlik were no better, eating fast as, if not faster, than their offspring. Entire roasts disappeared within minutes and soups and sauces were drained from their bowls in record time. A lovely salad that had sat in the middle of the table was now little more than a few wilted leaves.

Caulifla greedily reached out for the last meatball, a lumpy sphere that was almost double the size of her hand. At the same time, Renso grabbed it. The two siblings glared at each other.

"Hands off!" yelled Caulifla, securing her tiny fingers around the meatball. "I touched it first!"

"Nuh uh! I had it first, Cauli!" Renso dug his digits into the flesh of the meatball, glaring st his little sister. "Give it to me!"

"No! It's mine! I said I had it first!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

Caulifla turned to Garlik with an angry pout. "Daaad! Renso's being a jerk again!"

It was Lotuce who sighed and said, "Can't you two go a day without arguing over such trivial matters? Especially you, Renso. You're already fifteen years old! Maybe try acting like it for once."

"Your mother's right," Garlik said. "Sibling rivalry is healthy, but when it gets to a point where you start fighting over meatballs..." He shook his head.

"Sorry," both of up the children said in unison.

As they did, Lotuce took the opportunity to snatch the meatball for herself, eating it in one bite and licking her lips.

"Mother!" Renso cried in horror, Caulifla looking equally shocked. "But why?"

"You wouldn't deny a pregnant female food, would you?" Lotuce asked innocently. Her sweet tone hid something more dangerous, shutting Renso up right away, Caulifla following her brother's example. "That's better. So, how was your day, Renso dear?"

"It was great," Renso told her, completely forgetting about the meatball. "The Defence Squad made me an official member today!"

The Defence Squad was something that the Arcorsian Frost had started up a few years back, claiming that it was a 'prototype army' that would be trained to defend Sadala from foreign invaders. Both Garlik and Lotuce were part of it until Caulifla was born.

When no one around the table looked particularly happy, Renso frowned, his excitement dissipating quickly.

"Couldn't you have joined something else?" asked Garlik. "I'm not going to sugarcoat things for you, Renso, this is a bad idea."

"I agree," added Lotuce. "The Defence Squad... It really isn't what you think it is."

"Huh? What are you talking about? I... I thought you'd be proud at I want to dedicate my life to protecting the innocent, just like you guys."

Lotuce looked like she was in pain when she said this, "We are proud of you, son. But we want to keep you safe at the same time. Sadala hasn't had a war in centuries, but the world is still a big place. There are more powerful saiyans out there who won't hesitate to kill you."

"I know that, mother. And I'm willing to it my life on the line to protect the innocent." He suddenly stood up and saluted, a gesture which involved folding his left arm over his heart. "It's what I want to do! To dedicate my life to others!"

"Sit down, please," Garlik ordered. "We'll have no army business at the dinner table, thanks."

"S-sorry," mumbled Renso before taking his seat. "I got a little carried away there."

"We'll support whatever decision you choose to make," Lotuce said, putting her hand on Renso's. "Just answer me this: Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?"

"I do," replied Renso solemnly.

Lotuce sat back on her chair to make her protruding belly more comfortable. "I won't stop you. Neither will your father. Just... be careful out there, okay?"

Caulifla didn't say anything, even when her father added his support. She was confused as to why Renso would want to get himself killed for other people. Didn't he have any sense of self preservation? She certainly did. She said as much, leading Renso to puff out his chest with pride, ranting on and on about the nobility of the Defence Squad. While he rambled, Lotuce and Garlik exchanged a worried look. This did not escape Caulifla's eye.

"May I be excused?" Renso asked. "There's a Defence Squad meeting tonight that's too vital to miss."

He was allowed to leave, leaving Caulifla sitting at the table by herself while her mother and father went elsewhere, presumably to talk. She stared at the empty plates blankly. Her child's mind could not comprehend Renso's decision. If he was drafted into the military, then she would hardly ever see him again until his eventual dismissal. Suddenly, her life seemed... emptier... almost.

She perked up slightly when she thought of her parents. Even though Renso might not sticking around for too long, her parents would always be there for her.

They promised, after all.

Fast as lightning, Caulifla reached out and grabbed Val around the neck, making her squeal in surprise. Val looked up at her attacker's eyes and nearly pissed herself at what she saw.

Those eyes, thought Val. So... so intense... and scary...! Her pupils dilated in fear. She had underestimated Caulifla. This woman wasn't only a predator... she was something more. Describing the raven-haired beauty as a "predator" suddenly seemed inadequate to Val. She's a monster! Val squirmed in her grip, primal survival instincts swimming to the forefront of her mind. Unfortunately for her, it only made Caulifla tighten her grip, choking the human woman.

Around them, people were starting to notice the commotion. At least two people already had their phones out and were filming.

"Listen up, cunt, because I'm only going to say this once," sneered Caulifla, enunciating every single word for the sake of the crowd. "Talk about my family again and you're dead. And believe me, I can and will find you." In one ruthless move, Caulifla ripped the wig from Val's head. The girl couldn't even shriek in surprise. "It's not that hard to find a cheap, bald whore, you know." With that, the saiyan woman tossed Val onto the floor, the human girl crumpling into an undignified heap.

There was a tense silence before Val's throat recovered enough for her to scream loudly, her terror, disbelief and embarrassment all thrown into one long, drawn out holler.

Cabba and Kale, who were watching intently from their seats, covered their ears, wincing. Did all human women tend to scream this loud?!

Cabba removed his hands from the sides of his head when the piercing noise stopped. He looked at Val in satisfaction. He remembered that bitch like it was yesterday. It was a shame that Cabba hadn't gotten the chance to punish her but Caulifla had certainly done a wonderful job of it.

"Oh my god, she looks like an old man!" guffawed one girl who was wearing too much makeup. She snapped a photo of Val, who was getting shakily up on her legs. "This is so going on my lock screen!"

"I remember her," said a man, scratching his own bald head. "Wasn't she that crazy broad running around like a maniac?"

"Oh, Harry, I think you're right! She does look awfully familiar."

Val made a frustrated, incoherent noise, grabbed her wig, and stormed out of Hopdoddy's, humiliated and hurting.

During the entire Hopdoddy's fiasco, Yumi Megumi was humming happily to herself as she conjured counterfeit money and bought a fishing rod, complete with a hook and line. With her magic, she quickly assembled the rod in record time. Now she was whistling gleefully as she sauntered down the mall with a gigantic fishing rod in her hands. Her cunning mind devised a plan as she walked.

Let's see, in order for this to work I'm going to need to make the rod totally unnoticeable. Hmm... I can adjust its weight easypeasy and an invisibility spell should ensure that Val doesn't notice.

Yumi passed Candyland again and glanced at it longingly. Her fingers twitched around the invisible metal of the rod. Well, I suppose one small playtime session wouldn't hurt... She made the fishing pole visible once more, set it down in a safe place where she could see it at all times, and trounced off to Candyland.

After she stormed off, Val immediately began plotting revenge on Caulifla. So what if the black-haired woman was stronger than her?! She wasn't about to let a Caulifla walk all over her and get away with it (though to forget the incident ever happened was probably the smarter idea).

Now, as a human, Val wasn't a killer. She was bratty, bitchy and plain old mean but she wasn't a killer. She would never stoop to taking another's life, even the one of someone as infuriating as Caulifla. It was wrong and immoral. She was human - how could she possibly take another human's life?

But a demon, on the other hand... Val chuckled darkly to herself, gazing at her palms. She had become one last time. She knew. Though her mind had barely been coherent during her rampage at Waves and Rocks Studios, she knew. She knew that she had a demon inhabiting her body. All she had to do was summon it.

So she walked around the mall, pulling as hard as she could at where she thought the demon resided - at the pit of her stomach.

Something flickered; responded.

"That was awesome," Cabba simply said as they devoured their meals. "What you did to Val, that is."

"She deserved it," grumbled Caulifla, still ticked off. She ripped into her burger, her teeth slicing through every single layer of the food without putting any effort in. "She wanted to fuck around so I taught her a lesson."

"It was satisfying," Kale agreed sotto voce. "I never even noticed that she was bald. How did that happen? The last time we saw her, she had a head full of lovely hair."

"We probably burned it off when we threw that final attack at her," Cabba suggested, sipping his soda with a loud slurp, causing people around them to glare. It was bad enough they had to witness three saiyans eating!

Caulifla observed them quietly. Obviously she was missing something here, but that would only be temporary. Kale and Cabba had told her of their earthly adventures the night they reunited so she only had to connect the dots.

"Was she that demon bitch?" Caulifla mused casually, leaning back on her seat. "The one at the studio?"

"Yeah," said Cabba. "She..." He clenched his fists tightly. "She called Kale a lot of things. I hate her for it. And then on top of that she hurt her too... That was when I went super saiyan two." He looked down at his knuckles, which were turning white. "I haven't turned super saiyan two since, actually, not even while training with Master Vegeta."

"Tch," scoffed Caulifla. "Now I'm wishing that I had killed her."

"She'll get what's coming to her soon," Cabba promised. "People like her always do."

Half an hour later, the saiyans finished every last crumb of their meal, paid for it, and left. They entered almost every shop, the girls especially finding shopping very enjoyable.

At first, Caulifla had been skeptical about this whole mall gig. But this, in its own odd way, was fun. It was like one massive treasure hunt with a whole lot of different outcomes. Of course, it wasn't as enjoyable as fighting which made her blood race, but it was nevertheless congenial.

There existed nothing like this on Sadala; yes there were stores but everyone would just go in, grab something, and go out. There were enemies to fight, families to feed and money to make. No one had time for something as frivolous as window shopping. Caulifla felt a jolt in her heart as she thought of her home planet. There would be no more training with Goku. That was that. He had been her only option; if she trained under a Vegeta, they would only end up killing each other and the other washed up fighters didn't suit her style.

She estimated the time it would take for Cabba to complete his training. One month, two months? Vegeta didn't seem like to kind of guy to formally train anyone for any longer.

She had made her decision.

Once Cabba's training was complete, she would return home. Sadala called for her. And she was going to answer it.

Meanwhile, at Candyland, Yumi was showing off her powers to a small child by levitating his teddy bear when she heard a demon calling.

Or more specifically, her sister, Val.

Yumi dropped the teddy bear and turned to Val, who had an ugly scowl on her face. "What do you want?"

"Nothing!" snapped Val. "I just want to see things that make me mad."

"Umm, okay..."

As soon as Val left, disappearing into the crowd, Yumi caught sight of the most beautiful person she had ever seen. Seeing his face made her heart ache but she continued to stare at him anyway. Just outside the entrance of Candyland, Cabba was helping Kale up, the girl having been knocked over by a burly man while distracted by something. Caulifla had given the offender a good talking to, and the man had begged for forgiveness before shuffling away.

"He's soo dreamy," sighed Yumi, peeking at the scene beneath hooded eyelids. "If only he were mine." Unfortunately for her, she couldn't forcefully make Cabba fall in love with her; no such spell existed.

She was still cooing over the saiyan when she was suddenly reminded of why she had a love/hate relationship when it came to Cabba. She gritted her teeth in anger. That jerk! I bet if I were a little older, he'd be all over me. If one squinted hard enough, they could quite possibly see a lightbulb appearing over Yumi's head. "That's it!" she said aloud. "I know just the spell."

While Yumi was working on her spell, Val was stalking the shopping centre, trying to summon her inner demon. If someone were to stop and observe her, they would come to the conclusion that she was constipated. The woman was looking for things that displeased and enraged her so that she could become angry enough to morph into a demon. Nothing had worked so farm, even though she had thrown multiple temper tantrums over green sweaters with brown stripes and plastic heels. And then there had been this one idiotic lady who had thought that it was actually okay to combine a flare dress with spaghetti straps. To Val, that was a fashion felony worthy of up to fifty years in prison!

"Grr... Why isn't it working?!"

She decided to enter Candyland again to look at her little sister's infuriating face when she ran right into Cabba and Kale. Caulifla had chosen to leave the duo a moment ago in favour of the bathroom. Of course, it was just another ploy of hers to get them together faster.

Val remembered them vividly, especially Kale. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt the urge to blame the saiyan pair on her missing hair. They were the last thing she had saw when everything went black and she woke up in hospital as bald as a baby, save for a few patches of fuzz here and there. The hospital windows had never been the same after her imitation of a fat lady's soprano.

"You," spat Cabba. The amount of venom injected into his words stunned Val slightly. So she did what she thought was best. Ignore him and bully Kale instead.

"Well, well, if it isn't the mousy slut," Val sneered at the cowering Kale, totally oblivious to Cabba's growing anger.

"Well, well, if it isn't the mousy slut," Cabba heard Val say. As soon as those vicious words exited from her mouth, it was as if Cabba had been cut off from reality.

Up until this point, there had only been two times where Cabba had felt so overwhelmed with rage. Sure he had been mad when Val struck Kale while the former was in her demon form, but to see Val actually call Kale such a thing... Cabba was pissed.

The first time Cabba had felt such a powerful fury was when his strict governess had struck his baby sister for being disobedient. The governess' rings had left a deep scar on her cheek. It'd been his parents who had amended that; they were higherborn saiyans and hpthe governess had been punished and dismissed.

The second time was when Vegeta had threatened his family to trigger Cabba into becoming a super saiyan. In the end, everything had worked out.

But this... This third time... Was yet to be resolved.

"Don't call me that."

Cabba and Val froze.

Kale looked up, tears in her eyes. "Don't call me that!"

Val was the first to recover. "Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?"

Shy and frail she may be, but at the end of the day, Kale was still a saiyan. And saiyans, no matter what universe they came from, were notoriously prideful beings. Despite her weak nature, Kale had pride. That pride had been violated; slashed and ripped at; and she had had enough.

No more crying! No more tears. Caulifla said so! And Cabba... He said I was amazing... If someone else can see it, why can't I?! Though her words were strong, tears still escaped her grey orbs. I hate myself! I hate... I hate who I am!

To Val, it looked like that she had won. The shy girl seemed as if she were on the verge of a tearful breakdown. Twin trails of wetness were already slipping down her face and pooling at her chin. She opened he mouth, ready to demean the girl further when she was knocked away by a burst of aura.

Kale cried as she transformed into her berserker state. Her muscles bulked, her eyes whitened and her hair, now green, spiked up.

"Kale!" cried Cabba as the girl roared. People everywhere were running and screaming at the sight of her. "Kale, calm down! Come back to me, Kale!"

Caulifla was suddenly there, back from the bathroom. "Cabba! What the hell happened?,"

"No time to explain," Cabba said, powering up into super saiyan. "She's not in control of this form! We have to stop her before she hurts any innocent people!" He had to admit though, he wouldn't be very sad if Val were to die because of Kale's rampage.

Kale bellowed out a battle cry, the sound resonating throughout the mall. "VAL...!"

The girl in question was cowering behind a rubbish bin, her eyes wide with fear in disbelief. The amount of fear she was feeling suddenly plunged down deep into the pit of her stomach as Kale looked at her with killer intent. And she thought Caulifla was scary! This... This was beyond anything she had ever felt before. So much fear... So much fear...

She blacked out, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she collapsed.

Suddenly, Val's body began rising into the air, glowing slightly before being engulfed in a black flame.

"Don't tell me," muttered Cabba, his eyes darting between Kale and the transforming Val.

Val the demon hissed as it made its reappearance; letting out an unearthly wail that could have shattered eardrums if people weren't careful.

"Foolish mortal!" boomed Val, charging up a fire attack in her hands. "I am far more powerful than last time! In my slumber, I was blessed by my Lady; the demon Towa! I will finally defeat you!" She pointed a clawed finger at Cabba and Caulifla. "And then your little friends too!" The fireball was hurled at the saiyans, but, thinking quickly, Caulifla managed to change its trajectory but kicking it upward through the ceiling and into space.

"She's certainly more powerful than last time," Cabba acknowledged grimly. "We may need to get serious with her."

A roar by Kale reminded everyone of her presence. The Legendary Super Saiyan of Universe 6 charged at Val, attacking viciously. But the demon gracefully dodged her blows and hen summoned a staff to whack Kale on the head.

"Now, now," said Val. "That wouldn't be very nice, now would it? You've already caused me enough trouble, you transgender whore. Take this! Judgement Blade!" A huge blast enveloped Kale, sending her spiralling downward. Her bulky mass slammed into the floor, creating a medium-sized crater.

"I'll kill you!" declared Kale, flying back up unharmed and smashing her fist into Val's gut. "I'll kill you!"

And then the mall exploded.

Boom.

Boom.

BOOM!

"Ugghh, my head," growled Caulifla. "Now what's happened?" She looked around, eyes widening when she realized that, somehow, the entire mall had been levelled. Cars and even bodies lay strewn on the boulevard, damaged or killed by flying debris from the explosion.

Cabba emerged nearby, rubble moving as he stood up. "Caulifla, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. But how could they have destroyed the entire place? The fight had hardly started."

Caulifla and Cabba had been about to intervene when they suddenly found themselves being involuntarily flung into the air and buried under tons of debris. Twisted metal skeletons were tossed promiscuously everywhere, some heaped in small recesses; the same could be said for brick and mortar.

"Where's Kale and the demon bitch?" Caulifla wondered aloud, throwing her chi senses out into the area.

Her question was answered when they both appeared again, circling each other in the air with powerful scowls on their faces.

It looked like they were about to start fighting again. But then;

"YOOHOO! OVER HEEEREE!"

Cabba gaped.

Caulifla stared.

Kale bellowed.

And Val snarled.

Caulifla stared up at the towering figure in disbelief. How did I miss that before?! Wait... she's not emitting any chi. It's like her life energy is being masked by something else.

It was Cabba who was the most shocked. This was the most shocking shock that topped all shocks. It had been shocking to have Val become a demon once more. It had been shocking for him to watch his girlfriend (wait, did he just admit to her being his girlfriend?) being humiliated to the point of transforming and him doing nothing about it. But the shock that topped all shocks...

Was seeing Yumi Megumi's gigantic face looming over him.

Welcome to hell, Cabba.

A/N: This is taking longer than I expected. There will be a final part to the mall date, which is next chapter. And then there will be a time skip... during which we get to see more of Universe 6.

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