I Am Really Saiyan

"Bruce, stop for me!"

Lyme hurriedly rushed out of the school gate, staring at Bruce with a bad face.

"Where did you go with Bulma?"

Lyme squinted his eyes to look back and forth at Bruce, finally falling on the long strip of parcel in Bruce's hands.

"What is this?"

Bruce hurriedly put the long strip of parcel behind him, but instead questioned Lyme, "Shouldn’t school be out of school long ago? What are you doing in hiding here? , Why not hurry home."

"Waiting for you." Lyme directly said.

"We are childhood sweethearts, so naturally we have to go back together after school."

Bruce frowned slightly.

Lyme was stunned. Although she was stupid on the surface, she was not stupid in her heart. She immediately smiled when she noticed the change in Bruce expression.

"Let's go home quickly. Mother will get angry if you drag it any further."

As he said, he stepped forward and took Bruce's hand, dragging him forward. Bruce reached out his hand to support the long parcel behind him, and looked around.

There are definitely more than two sights falling on him nearby.

Are you the bodyguard of the Bulma family?

Or is it someone else's?

But recently I haven’t provoke anyone else, or say...

Bruce let Lyme pull himself forward, and the right eye is silent. The lock stays behind the wall of seventy-five degrees behind him.

Where, there is a one silhouette.

Black clothed sunglasses, there is a kind of Matrix.

Bruce remaining calm and collected, without showing that he has seen through the other side.

After ten minutes, this peeping feeling disappeared.

Lyme did not stay at home after returning home. Instead, he put his schoolbag and followed the mother's greeting and went out and knocked on the door of Bruce's house.

The bell rang for a few seconds without movement.

Little loli didn't hesitate anymore, he took out a key from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it, and the door opened.

"Why do you have the keys to my house?"

As soon as Lyme opened the door, he saw Bruce with a gloomy look.

"cough cough ....."

"Don't care about such small things. I came to you and I have good news to tell you."

Lyme coughed, trying to get through.

"What's the news?" Bruce glanced at him lightly, and stuffed the long strip on the table into the suitcase.

"Of course it is great news." Lyme jumped close to Bruce, waving his hands on midair, exaggerating, "I ask father, we can join the genius training class together."

"I'm not going." Bruce didn't even think about it.

"Why?" Lyme was immediately unhappy, and his eyes directly met Bruce who was picking up clothes on the clothes rail, "Bruce, although you are very difficult to deal with, you can definitely be better. ."

"If you are worried about money, it’s okay. You can return to my father when you have money."

Lyme pesters Bruce, this But she finally asked father.

"You are truly stupid." Bruce folded his clothes and put them flat in the suitcase. "Even if I don't go to the training class, I still rank in the top ten in Odaiba for the whole year."

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"You idiot really needs to participate, otherwise you will really be finished after the third grade exams." Bruce was unceremonious.

"However, I think this training will definitely help Bruce." Lyme said.

Don’t be ashamed to say, “I’m not at ease in participating in the training alone. I want you to accompany me to participate.”

“These trainings are useless to me. With this effort, I might as well take more time to work." Bruce said.

Lyme looked immediately and immediately became anxious, and immediately snatched the clothes from Bruce.

"Don't you just want to travel with classmate Bulma? I just don't want you to go!" she thought.

"Don't mess with me, or I will really throw you out."

Bruce fiercely glared at Lyme. My time is precious, and I just What should I do if you tore such a few pieces of clothes so hard?

Lyme was aggrieved instantly.

You actually said something that threw me out, so you murdered me?

Why are you murdering me? Just because I don't want to take risks with Bulma.

Obviously I will help you get the opportunity of the training class, and obviously I will promise your big sister to take good care of you.

She had ruddy eyes and a twitch of her shoulders, and tears couldn't help falling immediately.

Bruce was stunned in an instant.

Is this stupid girl taking the wrong medicine? Why did it happen today? Are you serious? But in the past, I also used this attitude to talk to her, and I haven't seen her react so much?

Glancing at Lyme carefully, Bruce only noticed the latter's slightly larger body, and he understood it instantly.

"It turned out that I was old and my relatives came to visit." He thought to himself.

He looked at Lyme helplessly, and "consciously" pulled the suitcase to the other side, took out the winter clothes from the room and folded them neatly, and then there were some essential items for survival in the wild.

According to TV reports, there are extremely fierce beasts in the wild. If you don’t prepare to set off, it’s a dead end.

When everything is ready, Bruce returns to the living room.

Lyme was staring at him with red eyes, and seeing him come out, tears were dripping down again, and his mouth was flat.

"It's troublesome."

Bruce shook his head, walked into the room again, and came out with a lollipop in his hand, milk chocolate flavor.

Unpacking, Bruce walked to Lyme, pinched Lyme's mouth with his hand, and then poured a lollipop into her mouth.

"Hurry and go home after eating candy. Don't come over and cause me trouble." Bruce tried his best to speak in a gentle tone.

"That...that...then tell me if I will travel with Bulma tomorrow." Lyme licked the lollipop and said timidly.

"Although you are very quiet, I heard it all, and if you were away for an afternoon, I also know that you are going to take the exam in advance, so that you can go out tomorrow."

"You really are..." Bruce's eyelids twitched wildly.

Who said that childhood sweethearts are high, and childhood sweethearts are supreme?

In my opinion, this childhood sweethearts is a burden.

"I won't hold the key to this matter, but you must go back to your house now. I have something to go out."

Neither will you give it to Lyme. Opportunity, Bruce got up and put on his jacket and opened the door and walked out. Time is precious now, and there are some things he needs to explain quickly.

"Where are you going?" Lyme still shouted.

"Sister Rose’s coffee shop, if I want a good night’s sleep, I’ll take over in the past."

Outside the door, Bruce’s answer is heard, and da is drifting away. da da sound of going downstairs.

.........

Lyme sits on the sofa, covering her face with her hands, dangling back and forth in front of the mirror on the table .

A few minutes later, she pinched her face and muttered, "This face is not ugly..."