Not far from the collapsed house,
a young man stood there with a sword on his hip.
A rocket launcher rested on his shoulder,
its barrel still smoking.
It was the desert bandit—Yamcha.
He stared at the wreck smugly.
"Guess this capsule house quality sucks!
So flimsy—one shot and it's done. What a waste!"
Before his sentence even ended,
bricks and rubble scattered.
Goku crawled out, lifting broken beams aside.
Bulma was still crouched under the debris.
Yamcha didn't see Bulma. He only saw the short kid.
He froze, then burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, it's just a little kid!
Robbery!
If you want to live, hand over everything valuable!"
He drew his long blade and pointed it at Goku.
Right then Bulma brushed dust off herself, stood up, and stared at Yamcha.
The moment she saw him,
rage exploded inside her.
Hatred from both lifetimes surged up at once.
In her previous life, after collecting Dragon Balls with young Goku,
she'd thought she'd found her prince—Yamcha.
She'd brought him back to West City.
But things didn't last.
He was pretty handsome and had that bad-boy bandit vibe,
which drew girls like moths to a flame.
In West City, countless girls flirted with him.
That woke up his womanizing nature—
endless flirting, endless cheating.
Because of this unreliable Yamcha,
Bulma wasted the most beautiful ten-plus years of her youth.
She missed her chance with Goku.
Worse, Yamcha would vanish for years at a time.
Even if Bulma wanted to break up,
she couldn't even find him to say it.
In the end, after returning from Namek,
she finally cut ties with him.
She'd thought she'd never deal with him again—
only to have him blow up her house now.
This time, she hadn't tossed away her capsule case in Gaolaozhuang,
yet the house still got destroyed by this guy.
Unforgivable.
Bulma pointed at him, furious.
"You bastard! You blew up my house!"
Then she turned to Goku and ordered,
"Goku, beat him up!"
Goku blinked in shock, staring at Yamcha, then at Bulma.
His eyes filled with confusion.
Did he mishear?
Bulma wanted him to beat Yamcha?
That didn't match her old personality at all.
A thought flashed through Goku's mind.
He sucked in a breath.
The butterfly effect was terrifying.
Wasn't Bulma supposed to be obsessed with handsome guys like Yamcha?
How did she lose that taste completely?
Was this still Bulma?
The butterfly effect had even changed her aesthetic sense?!
Scary!
But then he thought again:
When Future Trunks traveled back in time,
Androids 17 and 18—who should've been world-ruining monsters—
ended up with different personalities and even became good people.
Anyone would struggle to connect those two versions.
Goku breathed out and accepted reality.
He looked at Yamcha with a bit of pity.
He cracked his knuckles lightly—crack crack—
and walked over with a fierce aura.
Since Yamcha was still a bandit,
beating him up was just justice.
At first Yamcha was still cocky when he saw Goku,
but the moment he saw Bulma,
his legs went weak.
He had a fear of women.
Yamcha stammered, trembling,
"Damn it, a woman!
Puar, let's go—now…"
He tried to retreat,
but Goku flashed forward and blocked his path.
Goku pulled out the Power Pole and pointed it at him.
"Where are you running?"
Just as Goku was about to swing, Bulma called out,
"Goku, just teach him a lesson—don't kill him!"
Goku thought, Yeah.
Bulma may not like handsome guys anymore, but she's still kind.
She doesn't want to kill.
Coincidentally, neither did he.
Without even turning his head, he replied,
"Got it!"
In the next instant, he darted in,
smacked Yamcha's shin with the staff—
Yamcha went flying face-first into the sand.
Then Goku followed with a tight combo of punches,
beating Yamcha black-and-blue in seconds.
When Goku finally stopped,
Yamcha lay on the ground covered in injuries.
Puar rushed over, heartbroken.
"Master! Master!
Are you okay?
Please don't die—!"
Yamcha opened swollen eyes through narrow slits.
His face was distorted, lumps everywhere,
and he'd lost seven or eight teeth.
"Puar… quick… help me up… run…"
Goku stepped aside and let them go.
Watching Yamcha limp away, Bulma finally walked out of the rubble.
She looked at his back with contempt,
then turned to Goku.
"My capsule house is destroyed.
Without a house, we can't rest here.
Let's keep going, okay?"
Goku nodded.
"Alright.
Good thing I ate half full… let's go!"