Chapter 55 – You Are Not Redundant, I Need You!
At this moment, Might Guy's entire body was wrapped in golden aura.
A steady stream of overwhelming power poured out from him, almost making Guy lose himself in the invincible sensation of it all.
"Is this... a Super Saiyan? So strong…!"
Might Guy looked down at his trembling hands, eyes wide in disbelief.
Although Goku had long mastered this transformation, the strength gap between them had always been too great. No matter how many times they sparred, Guy had never actually seen Goku transform—until now.
But after Guy completed his own transformation, the entire world seemed to stop.
The earth stopped trembling.The sky cleared.Even space itself seemed to hold its breath.
Might Guy's hair had turned completely blond, standing upright in a fierce golden flame, just like Goku's when he transformed. His eyebrows were golden as well, and his eyes glowed a brilliant emerald green.
It was the standard Super Saiyan form—and it was magnificent.
"Congratulations, Guy!"
Goku clapped with genuine excitement, his voice filled with warmth.
"Thank you, my friend!" Guy replied, smiling with heartfelt gratitude.
He knew better than anyone that without Goku's help, even knowing the method of becoming a Super Saiyan, he would never have succeeded so quickly.
Now, with this power coursing through his body, Might Guy's passion for battle reignited stronger than ever.
He clenched his fists and took up a fighting stance.
"Come! Fight with me while I can still maintain this state!"
"Oh! Oh!" Goku nodded eagerly.
They both knew that transforming into a Super Saiyan consumed tremendous energy—it wasn't something one could sustain for long. But how could Goku refuse when Guy's fighting spirit burned so brightly?
A few seconds later…
Might Guy was sent flying back into the "spring water" once again.
On the Other Side…
[Ding! Might Guy has completed his training and mastered Super Saiyan Mode! The Host has acquired this mode simultaneously!][Ding! You have received 300,000 System Points!]
Inside his office, Su Li heard the familiar mechanical chime echo in his mind.
"Finally mastered it, huh?"
He nodded in satisfaction.
Although Guy had been training for what seemed like a long time in the comic world, only a few days had passed in reality.
And now, not only had Guy succeeded, but Su Li had also gained 300,000 system points.
"Simply perfect," he murmured with a grin.
If only it weren't such a bad time to test out Super Saiyan Mode, Su Li would've rushed outside to try it immediately.
But before he could indulge in that thought—
Thud.
A sudden sound of something falling broke the silence.
Su Li turned toward the noise.
Across the room, Yakumo, who had been helping him with the manga backgrounds, had dropped something.
Perhaps she had lost focus, because the next moment, a bottle of ink tipped over, splattering across the comic pages.
"…"
Yakumo gasped and hurriedly began cleaning up, but the page was beyond saving. Panic flickered in her eyes.
"Yakumo, are you alright?"
Su Li stood and walked over to help her tidy the mess.
"I–I'm fine, Mr. Su Li," she stammered, her voice small.
Su Li didn't reply immediately. He had already noticed something was off with her for days now. Ever since Temari had moved into his house, Yakumo had been visibly subdued—quieter, more distant.
He hadn't said anything earlier, waiting for her to speak up on her own.But now, her distractedness was starting to affect her work.
He couldn't ignore it anymore.
"Is this because of Temari?" Su Li asked directly.
"...Eh? Ah—M-Mr. Su Li, why would you ask that?"
Yakumo's flustered reaction only confirmed his suspicion.
Her emotions were transparent—she had always been easy to read.
"Then I was right," Su Li said quietly. "You don't like Temari, do you?"
"N-no! It's not like that!" Yakumo protested, waving her hands.
But then her gaze dropped to the floor, her voice shrinking to a whisper.
"I just… I… Mr. Su Li, am I... being redundant now?"
Su Li blinked. "Why would you think that?"
"Because…" she hesitated, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her shirt. "Because Miss Temari is your fiancée. Isn't it weird for me—an outsider—to live here too? You must think I'm... in the way."
"…"
Su Li finally understood.
She wasn't angry or jealous—she was afraid.Afraid that she was no longer needed.
Before Temari arrived, Yakumo had worked part-time as Su Li's assistant and caretaker. But now that his fiancée was here, Yakumo felt her role vanish.
And with no family of her own, Su Li was the only person she could rely on.If he didn't want her around…
She truly didn't know what she would do.
Then, without a word, Su Li reached out and gently placed a hand on her head.
"Don't overthink it," he said softly. "You're not redundant. I need you."
Just those simple words—no grand explanation, no justification—were enough to bring light back into her eyes.
Yakumo smiled, tears glimmering faintly.
"Y-Yeah! Thank you… Mr. Su Li!"