After Picking up the Saiyan

I traveled into the world of "Dragon Ball" and became an ordinary person living by the sea. On a stormy night, a spiky-headed boy who was soaked to the skin and too hungry to walk knocked on my door. He was wearing a tattered orange gi uniform, his eyes were astonishingly bright, and his stomach growled louder than thunder. I gave him food. He ate up all three days of my food supply. Then, in order to repay his kindness, he punched away the incoming giant bear through the wooden door that was a palm thick. Only then did I know that the young man in distress I picked up with an amazing appetite was named Kakarot - also known as Sun Wukong. I thought he would leave at dawn. But he repaired my roof, mended the fence, and then scratched his head and asked me with bright eyes: "The food you cook is so delicious... If I pass by for practice in the future, can I come again?" I looked at this Saiyan who could blow up the planet with one punch in the future, and then at the food in the pot that bottomed out instantly. ... I seem to have picked up a serious "big trouble" that I plan to keep for a long time. One sentence summary: I was struggling to survive in the Dragon Ball world, and I picked up a Saiyan who fainted from hunger. Intention: Nothing is difficult in the world