voice, it was easy to guess where the problem was.
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"This Doguro is not easy to convince, is it?" Asked Gokou.
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"Not at all. He wanted his death and even voluntarily decided to burn in hell."Koenma shook his head." It will be anything but easy to get him to forgive himself ... "He looked openly at Gokou." Do you want to risk it anyway? "
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Gokou nodded. "That Doguro couldn't have been worse than Vegeta. I'll bring him to his senses."
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With that, Koenma put his personal seal on the sheet and threw it into the express mail slot.
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For a moment there was a passage on the wall, which was still massive. "This is the way to hell, Gokou. I rely on you. You have three days."
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"And if you press here, the area becomes larger," explained Bulma to the astonished Kuwabara and tried it out right away. One click and another - "There! Do you see the dot blinking?" Bulma pointed excitedly at the radar. Kuwabara nodded.
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"Good. It's a dragon ball and it's the one closest to our position."
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Bulma straightened up.“We can start right away.” She looked at Yamcha and Kuwabara invitingly. Kuwabara jumped up immediately, while Yamcha got up rather hesitantly.
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"North or South?" He asked.
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"West," replied Bulma. "About 120 kilometers."
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"That's pretty far," thought Kuwabara aloud. "Are we taking a car or the train?"
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Yamcha and Bulma looked at each other and laughed.
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"The train? Bulma is the daughter of the Capsule Corps boss. She has other options ..."
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"Just come out into the garden with me. There I'll show you what we're going to take on our way." Bulma sauntered outside, humming happily. Now that she had an active job, she felt a lot better than she had ever since Vegeta's disappearance. Yamcha couldn't suppress a sigh. He knew that when Bulma was bursting with energy, there was no stopping her.
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When they arrived in front of the house, Bulma told them to wait and dashed back into the house.<br />
"There aren't any capsules in your world, are there?" Yamcha asked carefully.
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Kuwabara looked at him in surprise. "The things that you get prescribed as medicine? Of course there are."
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"He didn't mean such capsules," came the message from the entrance. Bulma held up a typical capsule from her father. "He meant this one."
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"A bit big to swallow ...", Kuwabara muttered uncertainly.
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"Hahaha!", Yamcha held his stomach. "He is good."
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Bulma herself had to laugh too. "That's not what these capsules are for. Back off a bit, you two. Now I'm going to present you the prototype XP33!"
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"We'd better do what she says," said Yamcha, grabbing Kuwabara's arm and pulling him into the shade of the trees. "You never know what's in such a protocapsule."
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"Is that a bomb?" Asked Kuwabara, confused.
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"Not that, although I've heard of capsules that actually exploded ..." Yamcha whispered to him.<br />
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"Hey! I heard that! Take it back now! My company's capsules won't explode!" Bulma hissed with flashing eyes.
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Yamcha immediately took cover behind Kuwabara's broad back. "That was just a joke, Bulma!"
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“I hope so too!” She squeezed the capsule and threw it in the middle of the lawn. It made "Bang!" and Kuwabara threw himself on the floor, protecting his head with his hands. But all that followed was a cloud of smoke.
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"I told you they wouldn't explode!" Bulma called over impatiently.
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"She's enough, you can get up," said Yamcha and patted Kuwabara on the shoulder.
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He got up and looked carefully at the cloud. A gust of wind tore them apart, revealing a large, luxurious helicopter. It was one of those big helicopters used by big animals.
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“Wow!” Yamcha walked around the XP33 and rubbed his hands together."May I fly it, Bulma? Please!"
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"And then you crash landing again?", Bulma shook her head. "No, thanks. We still need it for the big product presentation next month. I'll go into the house and pack my clothes. Yamcha, there are still a few of yours in the attic, or should we fly over to your home?"
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"Better not, my friend will believe me so hard that my heir aunt became seriously ill in the eastern province ..."
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"Well, give some of your things to Kuwabara, he has nothing else to wear. Then we'll clear the pantry and off we go!"
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They took off less than two hours later.
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"Good, good," nodded Genkai satisfied after the first tests were completed and she had the evaluations in front of her in black and white. “You can work with it.” She was sitting on the porch, a mug of tea in her hand and the sheets of paper on her lap.The five fighters stood a few paces away in the courtyard and waited patiently, or, as in Vegeta's case, rather impatiently, for Genkai's next step.
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Finally she put the tea aside, lifted the leaves and lit them. As the ash flakes carried away in the wind, Genkai narrowed his eyes at her five students. "You two new ones have potential, that's clear. But what you described to me as your training is, to put it mildly, just pathetic."
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Hiei grinned maliciously and Vegeta gave him a venomous look.
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“Pathetic?” Piccolo took a step forward. "What was miserable about that?"
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"Let's take you, Piccolo. You split yourself in half and then you beat each other, right?"
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The way she said it sounded like a very primitive technique. “I also do exercises like this one!” He concentrated and picked up one of the rocks that lay around with the power of his mind.<br />
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"Stupid ...", Genkai came up and struck him hard with her fan between the feelers, "... head!"
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Piccolo lost focus and the rock fell back into the grass.
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"If that had been Hiei's sword now, you wouldn't have been able to patch yourself up, right? It only works when your head is intact, you said yourself." She walked over to the rock and looked at him. "It's the wrong side and it's a hand's width too far to the right. Put it back properly!"
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Gritting his teeth, Piccolo lifted the rock again, turned it around in the air, and set it precisely in the old impression.
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Genkai nodded and stepped back to the porch. "You and Vegeta share a tremendous weakness - you are too slow. Not when it comes to the speed in combat itself, but when you have to mobilize special forces or use a certain technique. You don't seriously believe that this Demons sit down comfortably, nibble a bag of popcorn and then applaud when you've finally done your trick. "<br />
Vegeta wanted to rebel, but Piccolo put a hand on his arm and shook his head. "Where she is right, she is right."
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"Hihi!" It came from Hiei's corner.
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"Now to the three of you!" "I'll start with you ..." Hiei stared into the air as if the whole thing was none of his business, but Genkai didn't let that put him off. "Hey, you're as fast as lightning, but you still have to gain some physical strength. Your stamina has also been better. How good are you without a sword and without your black dragon?"
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"Huh!" Now it was Vegeta to grin gleefully. "Who's the weakling here?"
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"Still better than a lame snail," countered Hiei. He opened and closed his fists and the challenge was written in his gaze. Vegeta posed and gave back the aggressive look in full. "Only come if you dare!"
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“Do you two kids want to stop?” Genkai flicked two stones at the two arguing. Both winced when they were hit on the forehead. The sharp-edged stones left bleeding scratches.
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"If I were a demon, I could gut you both and fill them with rosemary. Your bickering is really inviting. Why don't you put a sign on your back right away:" Please strike as soon as we argue - 100% Hit guarantee! "And don't forget to mark a target point on your forehead."
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Hiei and Vegeta took a few more breaths, then, as if on a secret sign, they relaxed and looked to the side.
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"Do you have something to complain about, Genkai-sensei?" Kurama asked hastily to distract from the argument.
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Genkai nodded. "You rely too much on your plants. Experience should have taught you that you cannot always use them.How about if you learn to get by without your rose whip and all your aids? Plus, you're crazy about making it without your other half. It could cost you the neck, or worse, the life of someone who depends on you. What is more important to you, victory or your petty pride? "
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“Hey, old woman!” Yusuke stepped forward, “aren't you going a little too far?
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"Let ..." Kurama had bowed his head so that his eyes were in shadow. His hands twitched as if he wanted to grab the rose whip in question. "... be fine, Yusuke." He raised his head so that everyone could see the glow in his eyes. Yusuke saw it too and took a step back. Even Hiei was defensive. Vegeta and Piccolo just looked at each other in amazement. The calm, gentle Kurama had previously appeared to them as the most harmless of the three. Piccolo thought of Gohan and how friendly he usually was.But woe if you irritated him so that it exploded ... He swallowed and put a step more distance between himself and Kurama.
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“Did I hit the nerve?” Genkai didn't look the least bit impressed. Her stern gaze never left the reborn fox spirit for a second.
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After a few moments of tense silence, Kurama lowered his head again. "Your ingenuity is scary, Genkai-sensei," he said and you could tell