last words Amy had added, as if on a sudden thought, Pan had slumped, shoulders slumped.


Pan replies, whispering very softly, so that Amy, who was still leaning on Pan, almost didn't understand her: "Yes."


Amy was shocked by this confirmation, she felt the urge to let go of Pan, but she knew that Pan needed understanding from her, not accusations.


So she replies reassuringly: "It's okay, you didn't do it."


Even quieter than before, if that was possible at all, she replied: "This one isn't."

Amy understood, she decided not to talk to Pan about it yet, they weren't friends long enough for their friendship to endure.




When Amy wanted to shut down her computer almost midnight, she remembered the conversation again, she had been accompanied by Pan home, she had then, as always, disappeared in some direction.


After that, Amy had done everything to forget the afternoon and played on the PC for hours.


But now she wanted to know exactly, she knew how to hack, not that she had done it before, but she could.


She called the registration office, the worldwide one, which only very few people used due to the immense loading times.


She looked for Pan, if you did it right you could find almost anything about someone on that network.


However, free access to this information was not easy.


As a trial, she looked for her own file.

Everything was there, her school enrollment, medical records, appearance, close relatives, place of residence, even a few of her former competitions, mainly higher-quality competitions, were listed there.


Even her two-year membership in the athletics team was registered.


Next she looked for Pan, there was less, considerably less: "Son Pan (Satan) TB 30. 1 Date of birth, appearance, only vague description, place of residence was some nest in the eastern district of 439.


A medical record, with only one entry, from her birth.


With relatives she found what she was looking for: "Father: Son Gohan TB 25. FR.DQ; Mother: Son Videl (born Satan) KTB 1. 1 TB 25. FR; Grandfather (maternal side): Legendary conqueror Cell 's, Mr. Satan TB 25-29. 1 TB 30. 2 TB 30-today. 1; Grandmother (maternal side): (since I don't know the name of Videl 's mother, make it up); Grandfather (paternal side): Son Goku TB 21- 22. 2 TB 23. 1 TB 25. FR.DQ TB 30. FR.DQ; Grandmother (on paternal side): Son Chichi TB 23.FR; Uncle (on paternal side) Son Goten KTB 2. 2 TB 30.FR.


Unbelievable, your grandfather was Mr. Satan, hence the force, Amy was amazed that Pan hadn't mentioned that.


But now she wanted to know what TB meant and all the other signs.


But first she looked in the Competitions Participated category.


There she found the answers without having to look for an explanation of the terms.


There was only one entry.


Tenchi Budokai.


Now she knew what TB was all about.


30. Tenchi Budokai (I assumed that Mr. Satan organized a Tenshi Budokai every other year after Boo. FR stands for final round, DQ for disqualified, after the point is the place reached) First place.


Pan had beaten the strongest in the world when she was four years old.


Amy was sure that at most Mr. Satan would let his granddaughter win voluntarily, which meant that she had prevailed against everyone else.

After Amy had calmed down again, let her go on, almost her entire family, except that Mr. Satan's wife had already fought in the final round of Tenchi Budokai.


Everyone had to be among the best 16 back then, the 16 best in the world.


Pan would probably be able to win the next one, too, thought Amy, she certainly didn't fight anymore because there were no opponents.


Or because she had to resist the urge to kill.


It had taken her a while to digest that, then she had looked further, closer relatives.


Her grandfather Son Goku was strange to say the least.


No exact date of birth, no place of birth, no certificate, no close relatives, just a grandfather of his own, whose name was the same as Pan 's father.


In the case of special characteristics, monkey tail was also entered on him.


Overall, there were inconsistencies in her family, for example the current whereabouts of her father, his father, and her uncle were unknown.



~~~~ Flashback End ~~~~




After that she had tried to ask Amy every now and then, but she had always avoided these questions, had even withdrawn from Amy for a short time, but after a clarifying conversation, Amy knew 2 things: 1. Pan didn't want to talk to anyone about her family, only if she broached the subject herself; and 2. Amy didn't want to lose Pan.


That was where it started.


She had left Pan alone with her parents and she hadn't investigated any further.


Amy had still been Pan's best friend, but things had changed, now and then Amy would let Pan accompany her home, where they played on the computer or joked around.


Once, Amy had gotten permission from her parents that Pan could spend the night there, Amy had enjoyed that Pan was there, it was not until later in the evening that she had noticed the tremendous feeling of happiness that she had with Pan.


Even though Pan hadn't slept in the same bed with her, Amy had gotten nervous when they both went to sleep.

In sleep, Pan always looked a lot more peaceful, as if she didn't want to and couldn't cloud a little bit of water.


Just like now, with Amy making sure by turning her head.


At some point she had understood, it had taken a long time, but after the beach experience she had realized that she loved Pan.






~~~~ Flashback ~~~~




Amy was waiting in front of her apartment, Pan had invited her to spend an afternoon on the beach with her.


The fact that the nearest beach to Satan City was about 600 kilometers away didn't seem to bother them.


Amy had agreed after a while, the heat was pretty high, and at first she had wanted to go to the bathroom with Pan, but she had said that a real beach visit would be better.


Then Pan had ordered her for the weekend, she wanted to pick up Amy.


So here she was waiting, almost in the city center in full beach gear, with everything under her arm, or in her backpack.

She was very excited to see what Pan was up to when she was suddenly tapped on the shoulder from behind.


Frightened and hasty, she turned around, and was prepared for the worst, only to look into Pan's smiling face.


If she hadn't had her beach clothes under her arms, she would have tried to punch Pan in the side, she just asked grumpily: "What is this going to be like when it's finished, I'm here with my legs in my stomach, you are definitely too late. "


Pan just shook her head and held her watch under her nose, 1.28pm, they had an appointment for 1.30pm.


Then she said cheerfully: "No, I'm not, but we should still get rid of us, otherwise we won't find a good place."


Amy wanted to finally ask how they should get there when Pan reached into the pocket of her jeans and took out a Hoi Poi capsule.


Amy composed herself again, and said in astonishment: "Hey, where did you get them, don't they cost a lot?

Anyway, are you allowed to drive a car? "


Pan tossed the capsule to the ground after pressing the trigger and a glider appeared.


Amy's eyes almost fell out, while Pan just walked up to it and got in.


However, after she noticed that Amy made no move to follow her, she took her general pilot's license and driver's license from the back pocket of her pants and held it in front of Amy’s nose.


As if in slow motion, Amy reached for it, and was only able to recover slowly from the rigidity, and read what was there.


After she finished, she handed the document back to Pan with trembling fingers.


Because of the long way to school, they said, she was allowed to take her exam earlier, and the certificate was only valid for the period in which she was a student. Nevertheless, she probably wouldn't have to do another one afterwards, as one has already been successfully completed.




They hadn't talked much on the flight, Amy had mainly used the three quarters of an hour to look out the window and hadn't noticed that Pan looked rather curmudgeonly due to the length of the flight.

After they landed and looked for a place on a beach near which they were (purely by chance), they began to change clothes.


Better said, Amy only took off her overalls, she was already wearing a blue swimsuit.


Pan had underwear underneath, however, and undressed completely, and then put on her swimsuit.


It was red, and had some strange symbol on the front that Amy could only read: "Turtles".


After a few seconds, she found herself staring at Pan's body, the muscle play, since you don't actually see in most women, was almost evident.




Hours later, Amy had romped, splashed, and swam around in the water with Pan.


However, she had overdone it now.


Amy knew that too, she had persuaded Pan to swim out, really far out, until you can almost no longer see the bank.

And that's exactly where she had exaggerated, you couldn't see the bank at all.


As she swam next to Pan, Amy again felt the slight panic, she was by no means unsportsmanlike, but now it must have been more than six kilometers that she had no reason to stand under her feet. Slowly but surely she was running out of strength and her muscles protested under the unfamiliar strain.


Again she felt the emergence of a possible cramp, and again, now for the fifth time, she asked: "Can we