Dragon Ball Super, I conquered Bardos with my cooking skills

"Why?!" Makarita had a wooden face, dissatisfied with Rumsey's fickleness.

"I think Ks... she doesn't want to leave me at all, but to make some wreaths for me every day!"

"Especially every time she makes a wreath, she has to put it on my head and nose..."

"I suspect this is Ks's bad taste, but I can't find clear evidence!"

"Uh..."

Sute turned his head and followed Rumsey's gaze, and noticed the pile of wreaths of different sizes beside the bench, and sighed.

"Brother, you've worked so hard, and I hope you can bear more in the future!"

"Eh?"

In Rumsey's depressed eyes, Sute patted his shoulder again to comfort him.

"Wait until I make a bigger sea of ​​flowers, and then I'll let you out of the sea of ​​suffering!"

"Good brother, it's a deal!" Rumsey nodded with emotion.

No matter what the reason was, she still couldn't go with Surter.

Before returning to the Nest of Time, Surter thought of the Dragon Ball protagonists in Universe 7.

"Makarita, let's go to Universe 6 and 7 and say goodbye to them!"

Makarita, who was traveling quickly in the universe with Surter, nodded and quickly changed direction.

Universe 6, the Land of Destruction.

"It's Surter, Surter... Yeah, I'm so happy to see you!" Xiangpa grinned when he saw Surter and Makarita appear.

"It's been a long time since we last met. It seems that you are living a leisurely life!" Surter nodded and greeted Idas not far away.

"It's okay, but I'm missing your delicious food, Surter. Look at my belly... It's a whole circle smaller!"

Looking at Xiangpa who was constantly flirting in front of him, Surter couldn't tell where he had lost weight.

"...I think you've always been this fat?!"

"Nonsense, if you don't believe me, ask Idas, I don't want to eat or drink tea when I don't have your delicious food!"

Xiangpa clenched his fists and signaled Idas with his eyes not to tell Su Te that he still ate and slept without him.

"...Yes, yes!"

After saying this against his will, Idas almost felt that he was not worthy of being an angel.

How could he lie for Xiangpa, how could he? !

"Don't I know what kind of person you are?" Su Te said this, but he kept taking all kinds of food into his space.

"Eat, eat, eat, you fat cat will become a fat pig sooner or later!"

"Hehe, I don't care..." Xiangpa smiled happily after looking at the food piled up like a mountain.

"So much, if you save some, it will be enough for you to eat for hundreds of years!" Su Te almost took out everything.

It seems that in order to improve the cooking level, I have to find time to get another wave of inventory.

"Mr. Suter, you will overestimate Lord Xiangpa. At the speed he eats, these will only last for half a year at most..."

Idas smiled and came to Suter's side. While Xiangpa was not paying attention, he also took a lot of them and put them in his own space.

"That's his business. I don't even know when the next trip will come!"

Sut shrugged, put his hand on Makarita's shoulder, and said, "Makarita, let's go!"

"Okay, dear!"

Makarita nodded, stretched out her hand to hold her scepter, and colorful light rose from her feet, wrapping the two of them and leaving.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xiangpa only moved a small part of the food, looked at the light ball in surprise, and complained depressedly.

"I'm afraid that I will be cheated more by you if I stay!" Idas said casually, reaching out to take a bag of potato chips.

Seeing the potato chips being opened, Xiangpa frowned and yelled in dissatisfaction, "This is what Surt gave me, why are you grabbing it?"

"Hey, didn't Mr. Surt say that it was for both of us?" Idas looked at Xiangpa in surprise, with disbelief written on his face.

"Lord Xiangpa, I didn't expect you to be the kind of person who eats alone..."

Xiangpa didn't buy Idas's tricks at all, and grabbed the potato chips without courtesy, snorting shamelessly.

"Sorry, I'm a cat, hum!"

...

Universe 7, the land of gods.

"Swish"

When Sut was brought to the ground by Makarita, he saw Son Goku and Broly fighting in mid-air.

"Huh? Surt, why are you here?"

Beerus sat cross-legged on a tree stump, holding a fishing rod in his hand, and yawned boredly.

"I haven't been around for a while, so I came to take a look..." Sut said, looking up and pointing at the silver light.Sun Wukong.

"Has Goku already mastered Ultra Instinct?"

"Oh, of course, because I'm teaching him!" Whis, standing by, said shamelessly with a smile.

Makarita put away her scepter and asked without giving him any face.

"Oh, then why hasn't Lord Beerus, whom you supervise, mastered it yet?"

"Uh..."

As soon as these words came out, Whis's smile froze instantly, and then he glared at Beerus with an unfriendly look.

Beerus shuddered, clenched his fists and yelled at Makarita, trying to divert the topic to other things.

"Why are you meddling in other people's business? The clown you mentor is not as good as me!"

But Makarita didn't buy it at all, and sneered, "Yes, so I feel very derelict in my duty. Like Bardos, I don't want this job!"

"Huh?!"

Beerus blinked in confusion, and then looked at Whis quietly, fearing that this guy would also go on strike.

"By the way, father... did the high priest agree?" Whis looked at Surte and Makarita suspiciously.

These two guys, don't they have some unknown relationship?

What about my sister?

As if seeing Whis's doubts, Surte calmly took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Bardos also knows!"

"Oh..." Whis stared at Surte meaningfully with deep eyes.

Surte was able to make this explanation completely because of Bardos, and more explanations were impossible.

He ignored Whis, smoking and looking at the battle in the air.

Two streams of light, one white and one green, collided in the air, rubbing out dazzling flames.

Broly was in the form of Super Green, but there was no trace of madness in his clear eyes.

"Has this guy been able to control his reason?"

"Humph, as long as there is absolute stimulation, it is naturally not a problem!" Vegeta, who was leaning against a tree trunk not far away, folded his arms and snorted arrogantly.

"What kind of stimulation?" Surt glanced at him playfully and asked again.

"Tsk..." Vegeta spat, not wanting to answer this question at all.

"Wow, I know the answer to this question!"

Whis had returned to his usual spring breeze, and his eyes signaled the three people who were busy cooking not far away.