Who killed Bejita?!?

I lost.
You won.
Our quarrel
is done.

The score is hundreds to none.
Be it father or son.

What you call fights
I call slaughters.
Just take my wife
and my daughter.

I'm nothing but fodder.
I really shouldn't even bother.

Yet I have one more request.
Please listen, at your behest.
As I howl deep from my chest.
Kakarotto, you are the best!