Over on Garen's side, Rebecca burst into tears as the memories suddenly returned to her mind:
"Th-There was someone who was my father too."
"How could I have forgotten him all these years?"
Her father, Kyros, had also been turned into a toy by Sugar. For more than seven years, he had silently protected Rebecca as a toy soldier.
The thought that she had completely forgotten this man once made Rebecca sob her heart out.
Amid such intense emotional turmoil, her frail body, still not fully recovered from its injuries, staggered unsteadily in the wind as though she might collapse at any moment.
Monet stepped forward and gently embraced her.
For some reason, Monet could not help but show genuine concern for this overly innocent little girl.
Rebecca buried her face against Monet's shoulder and wept. Monet gently patted her back to comfort her, and the two of them almost looked like sisters.
"Thank you."
As Rebecca's sobs gradually subsided, she softly whispered into Monet's ear, "Miss Monet."
"I..."
Monet held Rebecca gently, her expression extremely complicated.
Even she could not understand what she was doing now.
Monet could not believe that her absolute loyalty to Doflamingo had crumbled in mere minutes. Nor could she stop herself from wanting to protect an innocent little girl whom she had once looked down on most.
Just then, the three-minute duration of Garen's skill ended.
"Sugar?"
Monet and Rebecca, who were embracing each other, froze and turned in unison toward the little girl they had just completely forgotten:
She was being held in Garen's arms, her little face filled with lingering terror.
"Little brat?"
Garen gently pinched Sugar's soft little cheek, his face covered in a "kind" smile:
"Did you have fun just now?"
"..."
Sugar did not dare say a word. She