The battle to destroy the three Androids alarmed the entire base. While searching the Red Pharmaceutical Group's laboratory, Ino encountered a very thorny trouble.
Commander Magenta had blocked the laboratory entrance with a large force, and numerous soldiers surrounded her completely. These human bandits were not worth mentioning, but... Cell! A Perfect Form Cell was staring at her deathly hard.
She couldn't figure out how this guy had revived, nor did she know why he had achieved his Perfect Form. Facing an enemy of this level, Ino could not be as relaxed as she was when dealing with Androids like No. 13.
She attempted to land several matter transformation abilities—usually reserved for stomping weaker foes—on Cell, but they were immediately dispersed by his massive energy. It wasn't that she couldn't fight him, but rather... she had a bit too much dead weight on her side.
She glanced at the Pilaf trio.
When fighting Cell, she could hardly guarantee the safety of these three. Most critically, there was Pilaf; the Super Dragon Ball Radar could not be lost.
She asked in a low voice, "Have you found the experimental notes?"
Being pointed at by so many guns, Pilaf's face had turned pale with fright. It took four or five seconds before he clearly heard her question, and he nodded with a stiff neck.
"That's good. Get closer to me; I'll take you and use Instant Transmission to get out."
With the notes in hand, she couldn't care less about finding Pilaf's experimental tools right now; they could just build them again later. In fact, Shu and Mai had been secretly complaining about Pilaf—if they hadn't been looking for these damn tools, they would be home eating ice cream by now!
Ino kept her eyes fixed on Cell.
Cell stood with his arms crossed over his chest, seemingly lacking motivation. Only occasionally did his eyes reveal that kind of tyrannical madness peculiar to insects.
"You seem to have my daughter's scent on you. Did you exchange blows recently?" Ino asked curiously.
Cell smiled gloomily. "Are you talking about those two seven or eight-year-old little girls? I did indeed fight them. Very pretty little girls, one blonde and one with black hair. They died quite miserably; they kept crying for their mother before they died."
Ino's eyes revealed a biting killing intent, and Cell met her gaze without showing any weakness.
"You are lying. They wouldn't call me Mom."
Cell: "???"
Surely they wouldn't call you Second Aunt? Or some other relative?
The short Commander Magenta stood on a table and shouted orders loudly: "Cell! What are you dazing off for? Kill this bunch of guys! I command you, kill them!"
Cell's gaze became sharp. Ino was extremely sensitive to aura, and for a moment, she couldn't tell if this killing intent was directed at her or the shorty opposite her.
Cell stepped forward slowly, seemingly accumulating energy.
Ino wasn't prepared to wait any longer.
A white energy ball enveloped the group, and then they instantly vanished.
"It's a blindfold trick! They must still be here! Don't think you can fool me! Fire! Fire at will!" Commander Magenta trusted firearms more than anything else and ordered his subordinates to shoot at the empty space nearby.
The da-da-da sound of gunfire rang out incessantly.
No one noticed that a stray bullet collided with another bullet in mid-air, followed by a series of deflections. Finally, quite magically, it pierced through Commander Magenta's head.
This ambitious middle-aged man's face was filled with disbelief. In the final moment of his life, what he saw was the look of gratification in Cell's eyes.
Cell grabbed him by the throat. "You can't say the self-destruct order now, can you? Who exactly gave you the courage to think you could control me? Hehehehe, I have to say, humans are inconceivably stupid."
He applied force with his fingers and directly snapped Commander Magenta's neck.
The middle-aged man's eyes held regret; he truly died with his eyes open.
"He killed the Commander!"
"That traitor! Kill him!"
The soldiers of the Red Ribbon Army hurriedly aimed their guns at Cell.
Bullets rained down upon him.
Cell swept his palm to the left, his movements relaxed and casual. A semi-circular shockwave annihilated the Red Ribbon Army soldiers in front of him.
He used Frieza's Death Beam to pick off the surviving scientists one by one, and finally, used a massive shockwave to completely destroy this secret base that had cost a fortune to build.
Cell flew to the television station and, facing numerous media outlets, announced the news that he would be holding the Cell Games.
Ino took the Pilaf gang and used Instant Transmission to return to their castle.
She instructed them to seize the time and build her a stronger version of the Super Dragon Ball Radar.
She didn't immediately go back to fight but instead turned and returned to Konoha Village.
Hurrying into her home and seeing the two children bowing their heads doing homework, the heart she had been holding in suspense finally settled down completely.
Too bold! You even dare to go head-to-head with Cell? She had to teach them a lesson this time! Should she hit their palms or spank their butts?
"Dad?"
"Dad!"
The two little girls called out sweetly. Himawari even made a gesture asking for a hug.
Ino didn't speak and didn't reach out; she just smiled.
Facing her gaze, Kale was the first to admit defeat, and soon after, Himawari also wilted.
Ino crossed her arms over her chest. "What good deeds have our two heroines done? Don't make me ask, tell me yourselves."
Kale used her peripheral vision to look at her sister. Ino coughed once, and the little girl immediately behaved.
With one sentence from you and one from me, the two of them confessed the whole matter.
Himawari felt quite aggrieved. "Don't blame us, really. That Cell was too cunning. We only revealed ourselves after he left... Dad, the fusion between me and Kale is super strong! That Cell couldn't beat us at all..."
Realizing that Ino's expression was very ugly, Himawari's voice became lower and lower.
"Put your hands out." Ino picked up a ruler.
The two little girls extended their hands in unison.
Ino didn't show any mercy. Pa-pa-pa, she hit each of them three times.
She beat their palms until they were red.
"Do you know your mistake?"
"We know..."
"Where did you go wrong?"
The two little girls looked at each other in dismay. Ino reached out with both hands and ruffled their hair.
"Use your heads a little. Today, I'm going to give you a good lesson... Perhaps you feel that fighting Cell to a draw is something to be very excited about. I tell you, there are a bunch of enemies in the universe more powerful than Cell. Dad goes out early and returns late every day just to find a path of survival for our family... If something happens to you, Dad's efforts will be meaningless, understand?"
Kale's face was covered in tears as she hugged Ino's leg. "Dad, I won't dare do it again."
Ino gently patted her back. "I'm not telling you to run the moment you see an enemy. Fight if you can, run if you can't. You are not only a Saiyan but also a ninja. In everything you do, you must leave yourself some leeway. You two silly children, how long did you fight Cell in your fused state? It must have been close to fifty minutes, right? If the opponent had seen through the effect of the earrings and stalled for time, would you have had any other means to counterattack after separating?"
Her earnest persuasion made Himawari lower her head as well.
Ino was cautious, and Hinata was incredibly timid. Who would have thought that the daughters born to the two of them would be guys with such huge guts? Taking advantage of this opportunity, she had to make them remember this lesson long and hard!
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