In the darkness of the night, the sea breeze howls like a beast in the black mist.

Katakuri walks on the main ship of the "Big Mom" pirate fleet, the Egg Tart Ship.

The lower half of his face was hidden by the layers of collars, but just by the iron blue of the upper half of his face, everyone knew that he was in a bad mood.

Those who were related by blood called "brother", and those who were not related by blood called "Minister of Flour", and they all left him in a hurry.

He walked briskly through the cabin, and at the door of the largest room, he met his brother Perospero.

Still holding a lollipop-shaped cane, Perospero habitually spits out his long pink tongue like a hanged man, and sighs at Katakuri with a helpless look.

"How did you move most of the shells in the Tart Ship's warehouse to the ships of Smuji and Knicker?" Katakuri questioned as soon as he came up, and then realized that his tone was not very good, so he softened a little, "Big brother, this is equivalent to pulling out the 'teeth' of the tart boat." ”

"What can I do?" Perospero was a little angry and a little helpless, "Mom eats more when she is happy, eats more when she is angry, and wants us to satisfy her immediately." If I don't vacate a warehouse to store desserts, my mother will probably have to tear down my bones. ”

Katakuri frowned, only then did he know Perospero's difficulty: "However, almost every one of our warships is full of desserts, and some of them are even more than cannonballs and weapons, which is by no means a good thing. ”

Perospero said quietly: "It's 'never a good thing' if my mother can't eat enough, and everything else can be discarded, it's 'irrelevant to tension'." ”

Katakuri heard the resentment in his eldest brother's words, shook his head, and asked, "I heard that 'red-haired' Shanks has come to see his mother?" ”

"He just got kicked out by his mother." Perospero took out a crumpled newspaper in his arms, "Mom saw this report first, and then heard that Shanks was coming to make peace, so she drove him away directly, and it was very stiff." ”

"Redheaded" Shanks almost brushed his sleeves away.

Charlotte Lingling simply scolded him as if he were her own son or subordinate, without giving face to the other "Four Emperors".

Shanks is just hitting a wall with David Jones, and here it is equivalent to running into the cold ass of "Big Mom".

No matter how good he was, he couldn't bear it anymore and left immediately.

Perospero watched from the sidelines and couldn't hide his nervousness, and after the "redhead" left, he tried to persuade his mother, but he was kicked out by his unhappy mother.

Katakuri took the newspaper and unfolded it, the headline was bold and black, and it was a line of words - "David Jones brutally killed the son of 'Big Mom', but 'Big Mom' was afraid and didn't dare to retaliate?!" ”

He didn't even read the content, he looked directly at the "main writer", and sure enough, it was Morgans: "This guy came out to stir up the storm again." ”

"It's clearly the 'world government' fanning the flames." Perospero smiled bitterly, "But Mom doesn't care so much, she asks us to speed up." ”

Katakuri immediately objected: "How can this work? We're pretty fast now, and if we're fast, we're bound to have ships left behind, stretching the fleet formation......"

Perospero waved his hand and pointed into the room: "You go and talk to your mother, what's the use of you telling me this?" I can't call the shots. ”

He paused, then added: "And our younger brothers and sisters, one by one, are also carried away by the newspapers, vying to be pioneers...... Don't they know who they're up against? ”

Perospero sighed and went away, he needed to be still.

Katakuri then walked inside, and sure enough, he saw a group of young siblings shouting at his mother to be the vanguard of Davy Jones' forces.

Charlotte Lingling smiled happily and waved her hand directly: "You all have the heart to avenge Snag, which is good." I will fulfill you, and you can all be pioneers. ”

The younger siblings cheered, shouting that they must cut off the heads of David Jones, Crocodahl, or Jinping and bring them back to their mothers as decorative trophies on the walls.

Katakuri's scalp tingled at the sight, and he thought of what Perospero had just said - "Don't they know who they are about to face?" ”

It's not that the younger siblings haven't experienced bloody battles, but this time the opponents are different from the past.

What they are about to face is not a weak enemy, nor the "Seven Martial Seas", but another "Four Emperors", even if David Jones has only just become the "Four Emperors".

Katakuri didn't expect the arrogant atmosphere to spread somehow.

Charlotte Lingling turned her head, saw him, beckoned to him, and said with a smile, "Katakuri, come here, come here." ”

When the younger siblings saw Katakuri, they all greeted each other.

Although Katakuri was cold on the surface, he still nodded in response, and then he turned to Charlotte Lingling and said:

"Mom, the vanguard is too dangerous and too important, please let me come. Also, we can't speed up the fleet anymore, we have to keep the current formation, and we can't give David Jones any chance. ”

Charlotte Lingling was furious early in the morning because the contents of the newspaper were trying to make peace with the "red hair", and finally felt better because of the children's competition for the vanguard.

When she heard Katakuri's words, the smile on her face retracted, her expression became cold, and the whole room began to tremble violently.

Katakuri's younger siblings were all frightened, unable to bear their mother's power, and fell to their knees.

Katakuri also slowly half-knelt on the ground, but not out of fear, but out of filial piety.

The tremors in the room finally stopped.

"Did Perospero teach you that?" Charlotte Lingling's eyes narrowed.

"It's not about big brother, it's my personal opinion." "David Jones is not as powerful as us, but he ......"

"That's enough." Charlotte Lingling interrupted coldly, "You don't have to go on. Since you want to take the credit of your younger brothers and sisters, you should be this pioneer. As for how the fleet will move, it is not your turn to take command yet, so let's talk about it when I die. ”

"Mom?!" Katakuri was taken aback and quickly looked up, "That's not what I meant......"

"Alright, you all get out of here, get out! Don't bother with my 'tea time'. ”

The younger siblings were silent, and looked at the second brother Katakuri for help.

Kataku was stunned, knowing that his mother didn't want to listen to him explain and admit to David Jones' threat.

He lowered his head: "Yes, Mom, I'll go out with my younger brothers and sisters, and I won't bother you." ”

The younger brothers and sisters echoed the amnesty.

Charlotte Lingling ignored them, reached out and grabbed a golden bell on the table, and waved it, and a shrill jingle immediately resounded throughout the cabin.

"Everything" on the tart ship came to life, and the "Homiz" who had been given "souls" such as carpets, gates, decks, rudders, masts, and flags rushed to tell each other that it was time for Mom to enjoy "afternoon tea".

It's evening, and the whim of "afternoon tea" has clearly disrupted the rhythm of everyone on the tart boat.

The sound of footsteps on the deck caused a commotion in the galley, but it soon calmed down.

As Katakuri led his younger siblings out of the room, he saw the pink-clad baguette chef approaching, pushing a four-wheeled cart with a hill-high dessert on top.

"Head Chef." Katakuri and his younger siblings saluted the veteran of the "Big Mom Pirates".

It can be said that his mother trusts him even more than their children.

Mom was a huge and picky eater every day, and for nearly 60 years, only the head bread chef was able to meet her needs quickly and well.

The head baker of the long bread would never hurt his mother.

Although it is difficult for ordinary poisons to poison a mother with a giant constitution, the crushed flesh mixed with Devil Fruits is different.

Therefore, the mother's food must be strictly controlled, and the gatekeeper is not Perospero, nor the "dessert three stars", but the head baker of long bread.

Only in rare cases when the head baker is unable to handle the ingredients, and the mother is guilty of "food sickness", the mother's children have the right to process and make the mother's food.

The head baker nodded solemnly at them, and without further delay, delivered the cart and dessert to Charlotte Lingling's room.

After a long time, the room was filled with the sound of a sea king eating, a terrible sound of feasting, as if it were a sign that the egg tart boat would become food in the next moment.

The head baker stayed in the room, as he had done countless times before, quietly and smilingly as he had done so many times, as he had done so many times, as he had done before.

(End of chapter)