Katakuri rampaged through the streets of Beehive Island like a locomotive, his long legs striding so fast they were almost a blur. The soles of his hardened shoes scraped against the ground, nearly sparking.
Roa hopped along behind him like a little frog. He couldn't help it; his height was only half of Katakuri's, and his legs were half as long as his good brother's. The only way he could keep up was by jumping.
Despite his ungainly posture, Roa's face was filled with an expression of bliss the entire time.
So delicious, Katakuri.
The more love filled his heart, the more high-quality black energy he released when that love was hurt.
Though the quantity wasn't large, for Roa, it was a rare and delicious treat.
This feeling of his body and soul slowly transforming intoxicated him every single time.
However, even as he reveled in it, Roa reminded himself in his heart: reveling was enough, he absolutely couldn't become more obsessed.
Otherwise, sooner or later, he too would become a Ghoul, controlled by his own abilities.
Roa followed Katakuri all the way to the port.
The port of Beehive Island was bustling. After all, tens of thousands of pirates gathered on this island. Excluding the permanent residents, there were also many pirates coming and going daily. Otherwise, where would Roa's grand feast come from?
In a corner of the port.
Several thugs were celebrating their victory.
"Hahahaha! Now that guy Katakuri won't dare to be so arrogant anymore!"
"Exactly! We can't beat him, but can't we deal with his family?"
"Katakuri, who looks like an eel, should have a disfigured sister!"
"Haha, you guys are too wicked! Katakuri is probably crying with his ugly sister right now!"
The men were smug, each holding a bottle of wine and drinking heartily. Anyone who didn't know better would think they had accomplished some incredible feat.
"It was you, wasn't it? The ones who hurt Brulee!"
A voice, as gloomy as ice that had never melted for a thousand years, came from behind.
The thugs turned around in surprise.
Katakuri slowly advanced, dragging his sharp trident behind him.
"Katakuri?"
The thugs froze for a moment, then burst into laughter the next instant. "Do you like the gift we gave you? This is the consequence of offending us!"
Another thug noticed the scarf around Katakuri's neck and couldn't help but laugh even harder. "Pfft hahaha! Katakuri, you finally learned your lesson! Your eel-like mouth should have been covered long ago! Don't you know how disgusting it is to others?"
Roa, following behind Katakuri, couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh! That's amazing! As expected of the thugs on Beehive Island, their courage is on par with the Rocks Pirates!"
Bold!
This spirit, not putting Katakuri or the Charlotte Family in their eyes at all, I, Roa, approve.
"Die."
Katakuri had no intention of wasting words. His trident suddenly turned into a black line, piercing directly through the stomach of one of the thugs and sending him flying.
"Huh?"
The thugs didn't even have time to react.
Katakuri pulled with his right hand, and the mochi line connected to the trident snapped back, yanking the trident back.
Immediately, he swung the trident, its sharp blade instantly severing the necks of two thugs. Their heads flew into the air as blood sprayed like a fountain.
"Waaahhh!!"
It was only then that the thugs realized what had happened. They were terrified out of their wits, screaming in panic.
"Wait! Wait! Katakuri!"
One thug fell to the ground in fear, waving his hands and screaming, "It's a misunderstanding, it's all a mis--"
"Mochi Bullet Stab!"
"Mochi Bullet Stab!"
"Mochi Bullet Stab!"
After a few Mochi Bullet Stabs, only mangled corpses remained of the thugs.
They were almost all cut in half, their bodies incomplete.
"What a shame."
Roa slowly paced forward, looking at the gruesome corpses, and sighed. "Why didn't you torment them a little longer?"
"Like peeling off their skin, or scrubbing the flesh off their bones with a steel brush."
Such a waste.
They died too quickly, didn't feel much pain, and the black energy quality was super low.
"I will not show weakness again."
Katakuri, whose voice had been cheerful just an hour ago, now spoke with chilling coldness. "I will deliver perfect terror to all my enemies!"
I will never let Brulee's tragedy happen again.
I absolutely must make it so all enemies don't even have the courage to challenge us!
"Whoa! So cool, Katakuri!"
Roa looked up at his good brother in surprise. "Not only did you get a new skin, but you're also going for a cool and aloof persona? You'll definitely be popular!"
Looking across the anime world, the cold, aloof, and pretending-to-be-cool guy trope is indeed quite popular.
Conversely, someone lively like himself, a little sun, is less popular.
Katakuri didn't answer, just remained silent.
After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Roa, let's end the Pirate Hunt here."
"Huh?"
Roa complained, "Then what about my afternoon tea?"
Katakuri (now darkened) twitched the corner of his mouth under his scarf and subconsciously retorted, "Who cares about you!"
"But, is this really okay?"
Roa said with great interest, "Even the Rocks Pirates never lack challengers, you know."
He had just dealt with a challenger a moment ago.
Katakuri looked down at Roa, silent for a moment, then spoke softly with a very confused look in his eyes, "Roa, what should I do? I never want to see my brothers and sisters in trouble again."
Roa could deeply understand his confusion. Aunt Linlin's family education was a complete failure; she was only focused on having children, and education was basically left to chance.
Lacking education, Katakuri didn't even know who to turn to when he encountered confusion during his growth.
This was the time when the understanding big brother Roa needed to appear.
"Katakuri,"
Roa jumped up and patted his good brother's shoulder, saying earnestly, "Blind protection won't do. Don't be too arrogant, my friend. True love is letting them grow together with you."
Katakuri was slightly stunned.
Roa continued, "You can't even beat me, so what makes you think you can be a perfect terror and protect everyone? It's a bit laughable."
"You scoundrel!"
Katakuri's eyes twitched, and he emphasized, "I've already become stronger! If you don't believe me, let's fight right now!"
"No way, I told you I'm a pacifist,"
Roa said with a grin. "How about trying to rely on your family members? No matter how strong one person is, there will always be times when they can't reach everywhere."
"But if all brothers and sisters become strong, and all brothers and sisters love each other, isn't that a true iron wall?"
The confusion in Katakuri's eyes gradually dissipated, and his former spirit quickly returned.
"I understand!"
The young man tore off his scarf. "You're right, Roa! I know what I need to do!"
"That's good,"
Roa nodded in satisfaction. "Remember, you owe me one. If I need anything in the future, you have to come help me even if you have to die."
"How am I supposed to revive!"
How far could Katakuri grow without his inner demons?
If he could truly become a top powerhouse, Aunt Linlin, could you still lead the Charlotte Family peacefully?
It was truly something to look forward to.
More than a week passed in the blink of an eye.
One noon, as Roa was napping on the throne in the coliseum after lunch, he was suddenly awakened by a roar.
"Huh?"
Roa, still groggy, looked bewildered. "What's going on?"
The ground was shaking.
Following the sound, Roa turned his head and gazed at the towering skull building not far away.
Could it be that a commander was starting a fight?
They didn't call me for such a good thing?
Looks like I'll be able to feast today!
"Lord Roa,"
Dylan hurried over. "Boss Rocks and the others are back!"
"Captain?"
Roa's eyes lit up.
If the captain got into a fight with someone, that would be a truly grand spectacle.
However, by the time Roa rushed and flapped its wings, landing in front of the Skull Building, the battle had already ceased.
A massive hole had appeared in the middle section of the building, and the ground was littered with rubble, as if someone had been blasted out from inside.
Roa turned its head.
Uncle Whitebeard was sitting on a piece of rubble, the second-in-command of Beehive Island, his head bleeding, silently pushing away Stussy, who was trying to tend to his injuries.
"Newgate!"
Stussy stamped her foot anxiously, her eyes red as she cursed, "Rocks, that idiot! How could he do this to you!"
"It's none of your business."
Facing the charming Stussy, Whitebeard's voice was cold and indifferent.
"Newgate!"
Stussy burst into tears, "I'm worried about you!"
"I don't need it!"
Whitebeard remained cold.
Roa chuckled, What kind of melodrama is this?
Auntie Stussy just doesn't understand.
Which of the top powerhouses who made a name for themselves on the sea had a complete family?
However.
"Now, what exactly is going on?"
Roa rubbed its smooth chin.
Why would Rocks beat up Whitebeard?
"Roa!"
A smiling voice rang out.
Roa looked up as two people emerged from the main entrance.
"Auntie Linlin, Big Brother Kaido, you're back too?"