Chapter 11: Gourmet Flames, Blue Eyes, and the Tournament Final
Year 753 to 756 (DB Calendar)
Following the defeat of King Piccolo, Ron's system calibrated to its next integration.
> [System Alert!]
> Primary Template Integration Triggered!
> [New Template Unlocked!]
> Target Template: Starjun (Toriko) — [Synchronization: 35%]
> Acquired Attributes: Gourmet Cells, Ultimate Culinary Intuition, Blaze Control (Camp Fire / Ultimate Flames), Third Eye Intuition.
>
The moment the template initialized, Ron's sense of taste and smell expanded exponentially. Combined with his Six Eyes, he could now analyze the flavor profile, cellular quality, and nutritional density of any food down to the subatomic level.
He didn't just become a walking inferno capable of burning hotter than the sun; he became the ultimate chef.
Healing Force Control & Family Bliss
Since Cursed Energy wasn't compatible with Hazel, Ron adjusted his approach. Using Kartein's divine healing knowledge combined with Kayden's Force Control, he crafted a specialized, gentle energy-circulation method for her.
Sitting in the sunlit garden of Capsule Corp, Hazel breathed in a steady, calm rhythm as a soft, brilliant white aura swirled around her hands.
"I can feel it," Hazel smiled softly, looking at her glowing palms. "It feels so warm... like a gentle breeze."
"That's Healing Force Control," Ron said, kissing her temple. "You won't be throwing mountain-busting energy beams, but you can instantly heal cuts, illnesses, or fatigue with a touch. Perfect for a doctor's sister."
In Year 755, the Brief family celebrated another miracle. Hazel gave birth to their second son.
When the newborn opened his eyes, the entire room went silent. The baby possessed stunning, crystalline sky-blue eyes that shimmered like starlight—an exact physical inheritance of Ron's Six Eyes.
"He's beautiful, Ron," Hazel whispered, holding the baby close.
Ron smiled down at his son, gently touching the baby's tiny forehead. "Let's name him Gojo. Gojo Brief."
The 23rd World Martial Arts Tournament (Year 756)
Fast forward three years. The 23rd Tenkaichi Budokai was underway under a cloudy sky.
Tony Brief decided to skip the tournament entirely, preferring to stay in his West City lab working on his new Mark VIII Nanotech suit and managing Capsule Corp's logistics.
Instead, three-year-old Gojo Brief—who had grown into a sharp, energetic prodigy with an unruly mop of hair and a playful smirk—entered the kids' division and breezed straight into the adult finals with his father's permission.
Sitting in the VIP spectator section, Ron was lounging in his fat orange cat form in Hazel's lap, munching on gourmet snacks he had cooked earlier using Starjun's culinary skills.
Down in the waiting area, a grown-up Son Goku stepped out, now wearing his iconic orange gi. Beside him stood a fiery young woman with black hair in a bun—Chi-Chi.
"Goku! You better remember your promise to marry me!" Chi-Chi shouted, pouting with her hands on her hips.
Goku scratched his head, laughing nervously. "Ah! Chi-Chi! Right, right! Marrying means getting food together, right? Sure!"
While Goku and Chi-Chi reconnected, Goku's eyes drifted toward little Gojo Brief, who was casually balancing a pebble on his nose in the middle of the ring.
"Whoa..." Goku blinked, his battle instincts flaring. "That kid... his energy is crazy!"
The Finals: Goku vs. Gojo Brief
The gong sounded, and the crowd went wild.
"BEGIN!" the announcer yelled.
Gojo Brief flashed a cocky smirk, pulling a pair of tiny black sunglasses over his bright blue eyes. "Alright, big guy! Show me what you've got!"
Goku charged forward in a blur of speed. Little Gojo utilized a basic version of the Infinity Barrier combined with Force Control, effortlessly drifting around Goku's punches like a feather in the wind.
"He's so fast!" Goku grinned, increasing his speed and launching a rapid flurry of strikes.
However, because Gojo Brief was only three years old and his inherited Six Eyes were only partially awakened, he didn't possess the infinite stamina or the absolute atomic control that his father had.
As the match dragged on for twenty minutes, the heavy energy consumption of maintaining the Infinity Barrier began to drain the little prodigy's stamina.
Huff... huff...
Gojo wiped sweat from his brow, his tiny sunglasses slipping down his nose. "Man... maintaining this barrier takes a lot of juice..."
Seeing an opening, Goku dropped low, swept Gojo's legs, and gently tapped him on the chest with a light palm strike, sending the young boy sliding out of the ring and landing softly on the grass outside.
"RING OUT! THE WINNER IS SON GOKU!" the announcer roared.
Goku walked over to the edge of the ring, offering little Gojo a hand with a warm smile. "That was an awesome fight! Your defense is unbelievable!"
Gojo Brief took Goku's hand, dusting off his shorts with a light chuckle. "Heh, not bad, big guy. But next time, when my eyes are at 100%, you won't touch my shirt!"
Up in the stands, Ron (still in fat cat form) let out a proud purr, rubbing his head against Hazel's arm.
"Meow... (Good fight, kiddo. You did great.)"