"Hey? You... how did you know?" Trunks froze, his expression shifting slightly.
"Trunks? The same name as our son?" Bulma exclaimed in surprise.
"You're from 20 years in the future, right?" Vegeta pressed.
Trunks was stunned again.
"What? From the future?" Bulma was astonished. "Is he our son from 20 years in the future?"
"Indeed," Vegeta nodded.
"Huh? Really?" Bulma was both surprised and delighted. "He's quite handsome, much more so than I imagined."
Trunks: "..."
A brief silence followed.
"Dad... Mom..." Trunks addressed them immediately.
"Tell me, what happened in the future?" Vegeta asked.
"This... this... I don't even know where to begin... It feels like I've arrived in a time and space I'm not familiar with," Trunks looked troubled.
"Then tell me about what happened in your time," Vegeta said.
Trunks took a deep breath and then nodded solemnly.
"Before I talk about that... there's something I'd like to ask first... Dad..." Trunks began.
"Ask away," Vegeta nodded.
"I heard something from Gohan before, about how Dad can turn into a Super Saiyan," Trunks said.
"That's correct," Vegeta nodded.
"Can Dad transform into a Super Saiyan at will?" Trunks inquired further.
"Yes," Vegeta smiled.
"Can you show me?" Trunks asked.
*Pow!*
Golden light flashed all over Vegeta's body, and he immediately transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"Thank you, Dad! It's amazing, you look exactly like me when I become a Super Saiyan," Trunks marveled. "I can become a Super Saiyan too."
*Pow!*
As Trunks spoke, golden energy surged around him, his hair stiffened slightly, and he had transformed into a Super Saiyan.
"Not bad," Vegeta nodded.
"Mom, please step back a little," Trunks said.
Vegeta nodded at Bulma.
Bulma didn't object, immediately picking up the infant Trunks and moving away.
"Dad... please forgive my rudeness!" Trunks suddenly said. "Although this might not be appropriate... I want to test your strength."
*Clang!*
Trunks immediately drew his sword and slashed fiercely at Vegeta.
Vegeta didn't even budge.
Trunks stopped immediately.
"Dad, why didn't you dodge?" Trunks asked.
"Because you can't hurt me," Vegeta smiled faintly.
Trunks: "..."
"I don't want to stop this time, can I?" Trunks said. "Dad, please take this seriously."
"If I were to take this seriously... never mind, I'll just play along with you," Vegeta smiled, lifting his right hand gently. A black cloth strip appeared in his hand.
Trunks: "?????"
Vegeta calmly wrapped the black cloth strip around his eyes.
Trunks looked bewildered again.
"Attack me with all your might. If you can hit me, then you're worthy of being my son," Vegeta declared.
Trunks: "..."
So, if I can't hit you, I'm not your son?
"Dad, are you sure you want to do this?" Trunks was speechless. "My speed is very fast, and I don't want to hurt you."
"Stop babbling and just do it," Vegeta said, dissipating the golden aura and returning to his base form.
"Huh? Dad, aren't you going to become a Super Saiyan?" Trunks was taken aback.
"With your current level, do you think I need to become a Super Saiyan? I feel like I'd be bullying you," Vegeta shook his head.
Trunks: "..."
Just as Mom said.
Dad is too confident.
Fine! This time I'll definitely make Dad realize how strong I am!
If I can do that, maybe Dad won't die in this era?
"Then I won't hold back, Dad!" Trunks's expression turned serious.
"Bring it on," Vegeta nodded.
"Hiyah!"
Trunks no longer hesitated and thrust his sword forward.
Vegeta lightly dodged, evading Trunks's sword.
Trunks hadn't used his full strength or speed. Seeing his father dodge, he let out a slight sigh of relief and then gradually increased his attack speed.
"I told you to fight with all your might! Use the power you had when you killed Frieza!" Vegeta reprimanded.
"Ah... alright..." Trunks nodded and accelerated again.
However, what happened next astonished Trunks.
Trunks found that no matter how hard he tried, his sword could never touch his father.
His father's movements were too uncanny.
Three minutes later.
"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."
Trunks panted heavily, feeling a wave of exhaustion.
"Too weak," Vegeta tore off the blindfold and looked at Trunks, shaking his head in disappointment.
Trunks was stunned.
"Dad... what kind of amazing movement technique is that?" Trunks asked.
"It's called Ultra Instinct," Vegeta said.
"Ultra Instinct? What is that?" Trunks blinked in confusion.
"I'll tell you more about it later," Vegeta smiled. "Alright, hurry up and tell me what happened in the future."
Vegeta was a little puzzled.
Logically, the future Trunks shouldn't have come to this era.
After all, I'm already so strong, even if the Androids appear, they're no match for me.
Could Zamasu have reappeared?
That doesn't seem right either.
Didn't I destroy Zamasu?
Vegeta decided to first understand what happened in the future.
"Okay... I'll tell you... I'll tell you," Trunks felt a genuine sense of surprise and delight. He hadn't expected his father in this era to be this powerful.
I feel like I've come to the wrong place.
No, I should say I've come to the right place.
"Please remember what I'm about to say, Dad," Trunks said. "As you said, I am from the world 20 years in the future, and I arrived in this era via a time machine!"
Vegeta nodded.
"Logically, I shouldn't have been born for another two and a half years..." Trunks mused. "I don't know why history has changed..."
Vegeta remained silent.
"Of course, I didn't come here to talk about that. I have something very important to tell you, Dad..." Trunks said. "I was originally going to tell Mr. Goku about this, but then there were some issues with the space-time continuum that I don't understand."