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Fanfic: Lost Saiyan – The battle for Cyrillius-sei
his sister screamed cheerfully towards him: “Good morning, big brother!” After five minutes the table was swept empty except for the dishes and all three Saiyajin seemed full to be.Even the little Bra could eat a considerable amount, she was always descended from a Saiyajin.
“I'll go then.” Trunks got up and got the bag with the school supplies, then ran to the door. When he opened it, he added a short "Bye". "He was in a hurry."
Bulma noticed when she saw Trunks run out of the house, "Actually I wanted to eat something before I start to work." She first stared at the empty table and then looked reproachfully at Vegeta. This turned away, however, while he mumbled quietly to himself: “You came too late.” Bulma paid little attention to this and hoped that there was at least a bit of coffee left in the pot.
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That's it for now.
See you soon, Kisu-chan