Mr. Satan and Videl

"Don't you have anything to say to me?!" Yamcha looked at Bulma in annoyance.

"You deserved it! If you hadn't told Kalan to wait instead of chasing after me, this wouldn't have happened!" Bulma said in a righteous tone.

"At least now I understand what Oolong mean..." Yamcha mumbled quietly.

"Don't you know I'm already 27?! In a few years, I'll be a middle age woman already. if you keep training like that, it won't be long before I'm a granny!" Bulma pouted. Though she was 27, she looked like she was 17-18 which was most likely because Kalan had wished Eternal Youth for her.

"Oh, so it was just about this." Kalan nodded in understanding.

"What just this?! You and Goku are the weird ones who still look so young! And I don't know why I look so young as well, but that doesn't mean I haven't aged!!" Bulma yelled.

"Don't worry, I made it so you won't age." Kalan smiled mischievously.

"Made it so I won't age...?" Bulma asked confused.

"Dragon balls." Kalan smiled.

"Ah? You wished for me to stay youthful? No wonder I felt so weird, I haven't aged since then..." Bulma said excitedly.

"Cough, it's not simply staying youthful... I wished for Eternal Youth. It means you won't die from old age nor will you age. You will never age anymore, you're practically immortal!" Kalan said smugly.

"Ah?! I never thought the dragon balls had such a good use! How come I never thought of it! But Eternal Youth? So I'll stay young forever and never age? Ahahaha! I'll stay young forever!! Young forever! Forever beautiful! Hohoho!" Bulma held cupped her cheeks and rubbed her face conceitedly with a perverted face.

"Bulma... Your face looks disgusting." Yamcha's eyes twitched.

"Shut up! How dare you call my beautiful and youthful face disgusting!" Bulma retorted.

"So you're not mad anymore?" Kalan asked.

"Hmph! You still left a young beautiful girl alone for so many years!" Bulma crossed her arms. Seemingly remembered her old grudges, she pouted angrily.

"But I still need to train..." Kalan said.

"You still want to train?!" Bulma's eyes bulged out.

"Yeah, I need to get stronger." Kalan said honestly.

"I'll let you, on the condition you don't disappear again." Bulma tapped her finger impatiently.

"But there will be times I might need to be away for awhile..." Kalan thought a bit and said. He needed sturdier environment for some of his training. Not to mention, he might need to go to different worlds to train. Like the Other World or other planets or dimensions. His clone technique would only work in closer distances such as nearby cities and lands.

"Hmph!" Bulma clenched her teeth in anger and turned her head away from Kalan.

Kalan had no idea what to do so he silently slinked away while Bulma had her head turned away in anger.

While Kalan looked around his dojo, he found an afro man with hairy chest training diligently in the training field.

"Isn't that Satan?" Kalan smiled upon seeing him. Unlike the him from the story that scammed others and lazed around in the gym in complacency thinking he was too strong, the Mr. Satan here worked hard training martial arts.

"Daddy! You're the best!" A 4 year old looking adorable twin tails little girl cheered on Mr. Satan.

"That should be Videl?" Kalan thought.

"Ah?! Satan greets dojo master Kalan!" Mr. Satan noticed Kalan and hurriedly bowed deeply. His eyes were shining as he stared at Kalan, it wasn't hard to discern that Mr. Satan worshiped Kalan from the way he looked at him.

"Hi, I haven't seen you here before." Kalan nodded. He didn't show up on the dojo very often, but he usually showed up once every few years. But the energy scanner was a necessary equipment in his dojo. Everyone would use it to measure their battle power and the battle powers were also ranked. The highest was Kalan's 5,000+ battle power, the 2nd highest was Piccolo's 700+, 3rd was Goku's 700.

Although it wasn't very high, Kalan thought it would be too shocking if he had his battle power show too high, before people got stronger. After all, an average adult had a battle power of 5, just the 5,000 in battle power was equal to a thousand men which was already shocking enough. If not for Piccolo's and Goku's battle power being the highest of the rest, the dojo members might have thought there was a problem with the energy scanner.

"Hello, sir! I'm Satan, I joined your dojo 4 years ago, this is my daughter, Videl. Videl, hurry and greet the dojo master!" Mr. Satan happily introduced himself and hurriedly pushed his daughter forward.

"Hello dojo master, I'm Videl." Videl stare at Kalan innocently with her big watery baby eyes.

"Hello, Videl. I guess you're also a dojo member, right?" Kalan smiled and ruffled Videl's hair.

"Yes! I also want to beat up big bad guys and fly in the air!" Videl said excitedly, her fists pumping in the air.

"Then you should be wearing our dojo's dougi." Kalan smiled and pointed his finger at Videl. With a Pah sound, Kalan materialized his dojo's dougi directly on Videl's little body, because his dojo's smallest dougi was for teenagers, Videl hadn't worn his dojo's dougi. He made the dougi fit Videl's little body and also made it extra flexible so she could wear it for many years before changing for the smallest size dougi in his dojo.

"Amazing! Thank you sir!" Mr. Satan eyes shone like stars as he stared in awe at Kalan.

"Wow!! Thank you dojo master!" Videl happily touched her dougi.

"Daddy! Look! Look! I'm also wearing Kalan's dojo dougi now!" Videl smiled sweetly.