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Monstrous Bird of Qin, Ou Ki
Totoma was caught a bit off-guard by the hug-tackle, though he managed to catch himself and prevent an embarrassing fall. He let them hug him, since... well, there was no harm in it, and he enjoyed the adoration. Not just because of the ego-boost, but mostly just because he liked kids in general.
Karine did, too. Very recently, they'd started talking about the subject, tentatively. They both agreed that they wanted kids, but that it was too soon for that step. Totoma hoped, when they had him, they were as happy and carefree as Pinach and Rutaba.
Totoma shook himself out of his little Karine-centered tangent--he found, when separated from her since they'd gotten together, that his thoughts invariably wandered towards her. Not in an obsessive way, just... he missed her, even after a few days. But, he had to focus on what was in front of him: the kids!
After they stopped hugging him, he smiled and ruffled their hair. "Of course--a hero always keeps his promises, if he can! Though I must admit, my visit is something of an accident--I was heading to Chromakai and the route my pod's autopilot charted passed by Vacado, and since I felt it would be prudent to refuel and restock on supplies before arriving... hm, well, here I am!"
He crossed his arms and looked at the two, reaching out with his ki sense to feel how much they'd improved. Pinach's power had increased by... hm, about 40%, give or take, and Rutaba's has increased by... oh, over half! His smile widened.
"It seems you've both gotten much stronger in the past six months! Most impressive!" Not quite as impressive as the gains, say, Sarada had made, or himself, but Sarada had been training her ass off and he had been... recovering his ass off. Turns out that ten years of stress, lack of sleep, and being in a constant fight-or-flight state plays havoc with one's body. The doctor, in fact, had said that it was a miracle that he was even still alive, given how... fucked up his body had been.
So his mother--and Karine--had forced him to rest, relax, with only light training. His grandfather had been called in to cook for them--while not quite the chef his son was, his cooking was still delicious and had healing and health-promoting effects. Months later, especially after developing his spin on Haurvatat, and Totoma was... well, not fully recovered, but well on his way.
"I cannot stay for long, but while I am here, I plan to make good use of my time! In fact, later, I shall be attempting to meet with Mato to offer my assistance against Naito Rukka... Jagam. Having... encountered and failed to defeat him when I was but your age, I simply cannot stand idle by while he runs about inflicting pain and death upon the innocent!"
Jagam had to be stopped. Totoma had heard... increasingly common rumours about him as of late. Some of it was just talk--tall tales likely born of the mere knowledge that he exists, but some of those rumours... were probably true. Karine had expressed concerns that Jagam wasn't working alone, and, to be frank, he agreed. He had support, but from whom was the question.
"And, if Maiz would permit it, I would like to finally have that spar you two so desperately wanted six months ago." Naturally, being Saiyans, they had wanted to test our their hero's skills in a fight, but six months ago, he'd been in no shape to fight them, and his bluff would have been revealed. Maiz, thank Vocado, had saved him. She'd probably realized he'd been putting on a show for their sake, drawing out far more power than he could actually safely use at the time.
Of course, it had probably primarily been for the kids' sake--to preserve their image of him being this badass, invincible hero instead of the broken shadow of one. Now, however, things were different.
"And if not, then at the very least I could teach you a technique or two. A hero's gotta have some cool and effective moves, after all!"