Leo sighed. “So if I tell Mom ‘291 episodes, each 23 minutes,’ that’s… about 111 hours.”
From that night on, he didn’t just watch Dragon Ball Z . He measured every episode against the mythical number —the exact length of a legend.
“I’m the Keeper of Canonical Counts. You seek the episode total for Dragon Ball Z . But beware—this number is a trickier foe than any Saiyan.”
The Supreme Kai winked, vanishing in a glitter of stardust. “Tell her it’s cultural education. And remember—the real episode count is never as important as the power level of the journey.”
The Kai grinned. “Or roughly the time it takes to master the Kaio-ken.”
“But!” The Kai raised a tiny hand. “The international version—the one your parents watched on Toonami—split the Garlic Jr. Saga and other filler differently. Still 291, but episode titles shuffled like scouters before a fight.”
Just then, Leo’s mom called from downstairs: “Leo! No screens after nine!”