You had finished your daily missions, and boy, did it give you a workout. Your armor was broken, and your spare was at your house, since you were done for today, it didn’t really bother you that much, you greeted both of your little sons, Raditz and Kakarot, but when you were about to cook, your wife Gine stared at your bare chest while her tail wagged behind her “S-s-snack…”