There cos a ti in a man's life when he has to make a tough choice. Today was one of those days for Katakuri.
The choice in question for the Charlotte family's second son was between getting his ass handed to him by a woman a fraction of his size in front of a crowd of his family mbers and notable figures of the underworld, or pretending that he didn't notice her and focusing on sothing that he can actually change.
As for why he had suddenly lost confidence in defeating Cherry?
Well, she was currently manhandling Daifuku's genie. Whilst the genie wasn't as powerful as Katakuri himself, it was supposed to be unkillable and the main weakness of it was Daifuku himself, as his devil fruit didn't enhance his actual body in any way and he had to
continuously rub his belly to maintain the genie.
*snap*
Cherry snapped the genie's neck for the fourth ti, causing it to dissipate and re-erge from Daifuku's belly. His younger brother was sweating bullets and his breathing was labored, suggesting that a previously unknown weakness of his devil fruit was that his own stamina would be sapped each ti he had to revive the genie, sothing he'd never had to do before.
Cherry, anwhile, seed to be having a grand old ti. She smiled and laughed and danced around, taking great joy in the act of murdering a pseudo-living creature over and over again. She made no attempts to capitalize on the opening left each ti Daifuku had to reconstitute his genie.
The genie itself just seed perplexed, rather than afraid or disturbed. It possessed a form of intangibility that couldn't be bypassed with armant haki like logia fruits could, so the fact that this random woman was able to do just that was a new experience for it as well.
Katakuri didn't want to deal with that right now. Instead he focused on Straw Hat, or rather on his many doppelgangers. He recognised it as his sister's technique, so he also knew there would be no distinguishing between them unless Luffy revealed himself. Why did there have to be so many variables?! It made it so much more difficult to predict the future.
"Which one is the real Straw Hat?! Reveal yourself!" Big Mom shouted in a rage, fully intent on killing him.
'He isn't just going to out himself...' Katakuri thought.
"It's !" Luffy casually revealed himself, almost causing Katakuri to plant his face into his palms from second hand embarrassnt. He heard Cherry cackle and say, "What was the point of the copies then?! Hehehe!!!"
Now that Katakuri knew which one was the real one, it quickly beca clear what he was after, though he could scarcely believe it. Straw Hat Luffy was beelining for the picture of Mother Caral.
Katakuri lifted his leg in preparation for a brutal front kick that would smash into Luffy's side and send him flying away from the picture, only for his eyes to flash and force him to dodge instead as a drill-headed spear ripped through the air where he had been standing a mont before.
"Uh uh uh~!" Cherry chid, catching the spear with one hand and a lightning bolt turned sword in the other. "You can play with my captain later if you like, Kitty Kat, but he's got work to do before that~!"
Luffy nearly made it to the picture of Mother Caral before he got tackled by a shirtless man with a fiery orange hairstyle shaped like an anchor.
"Ah-tatatatata?!" Luffy yelped as the man, Charlotte Oven, began to steam.
"You aren't going anywhere, Straw Hat!" Oven shouted as he wrestled with Luffy.
*Sploosh!*
Oven and Luffy got soaked in tea as Jinbe leapt to Luffy's rescue, imdiately cooling Oven down.
Big Mom lood over them both now, however, putting them into an incredibly dire predicant. "Straw Hat! You'll pay for destroying MY wedding cake!"
"Your cake? It's Sanji's wedding, not yours! That ans it's his cake!" Luffy got pointlessly defensive.
Cherry's laugh was over the noise again. She clocked Daifuku hard on the jaw, rattling his brain in his skull into unconsciousness. A swing of her sword sent a buzzing slash hurtling straight into Big Mom's undefended buttocks.
Big Mom barely reacted to the attack, rely turning her gaze to Cherry briefly and saying, "I'll deal with YOU shortly!"
This was enough ti for Luffy and Jinbe to get the hell out of dodge, though. Or rather, it was enough for Jinbe to scoop Luffy up and run away whilst carrying him, since it was iffy whether Luffy would actually run away from a direct confrontation with Big Mom.
Before Big Mom could give chase...
*crunch*
The sound of glass breaking, though not very loud by any ans, was sohow heard over the din of the chaotic fighting. Brook stripped off a cartoonish mask in the guise of Luffy as he stood over the now broken picture of Mother Caral.
"Oopsie~! Yohohohoho~!" Brook laughed to himself.
The entire venue went quiet, even the Luffy-animals stopped to see what everyone was staring in horror at.
Big Mom was the last to notice. Oven tried to distract her to no avail as she turned to see the shattered picture fra.
Bege and his n prepared themselves to act, putting their earplugs in and readying their needle bazookas.
Cherry disappeared without a trace in the brief mont that Katakuri had stopped keeping one eye on her, causing him to curse.
Big Mom's eyes started to swirl in confusion and agitation, then the violence kicked into full gear once again. The Charlotte family quickly tried to put down the interlopers before their mother's wail could happen and incapacitated them for a short period.
Sanji charged for the table that the Vinsmokes were sitting at, with Pudding hot on his heels with a pistol that she had hidden beneath her dress.
anwhile, the Vinsmokes had gotten themselves trapped in hard candy courtesy of Perospero. Other Charlotte Siblings stood behind each one, ard with a pistol and specialized candy jacket rounds to pierce through their augnted skin.
Judge was blubbering like a baby, his sons were finding so small amusent in the fact that they had gotten so thoroughly fooled, and Reiju awaited her death calmly and wished for
Sanji's safety.
"Hey, Brulee. Are you ready to go?" Cherry asked from inside the ruins of the cake where the
mirror was hidden.
"Why even bother asking?" Brulee grumbled.
"Hey now, I care about your feelings!" Cherry argued.
"I feel like I want to be released," Brulee said.
"I acknowledge your feelings and I'm sorry that you'll have to wait a bit," Cherry said shalessly. "Now, into the pocket you go. I don't think this cake mirror will survive the scream, so I'll keep you and the escape mirror tucked away until afterwards."
Cherry pulled Brulee out of the cake mirror and stuffed her into her pocket, which she had confird had so air inside, just not enough for soone who needs to breathe to stay alive for more than maybe half an hour.
Brulee did put up a small resistance despite knowing it was useless and was tucked away safe
and sound.
Cherry briefly wondered whether the scream was even coming though. Bege had said that it
only took Big Mom three seconds to go into her hysterics, and they were pushing five seconds now. Surely Bege wasn't so inept as to not even get that far?
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