Whole Cake Island was the collective name for a stretch of sea in the middle of the New World.
Thirty-four subsidiary islands themed around food surrounded the central Cake Island, forming a nation with formidable military strength.
Ruled by the Sea Emperor Charlotte Linlin, it was a utopia where she sought to unite all the world's races and have them live together.
Four days had passed since the Dressrosa incident.
[Cake Island]
Just as its name suggested, the island was made up of several enormous cake-shaped buildings. Inside a spacious room decorated with plenty of sweets to create a cozy atmosphere,
a surprisingly enormous woman with long, curly pink hair and heavy makeup lounged on a sofa.
A swarm of Homies lined up like worker ants, carrying all kinds of sweets to the woman.
Each time one was delivered, a large hand snatched it up. She chewed it carelessly, then swallowed it in a single gulp.
"Mamamama~~"
"This is absolutely delicious~~"
Charlotte Linlin wore a blissful expression as she kept grabbing sweets and shoving them into her mouth, tireless as a bottomless pit.
"How are the tea party preparations coming along, Katakuri?"
"And the wedding cake—I can't wait, Mamamama~~"
Nearby, Katakuri stood leaning against a wall with his arms folded. At the question, he lowered his arms and stepped forward.
"All the tea party invitations have been sent out, and the desserts are ready, Mama."
"We've gathered all the ingredients for the cake and sent them to Chiffon. You'll be able to taste the delicious wedding cake in two days," Katakuri replied.
"Mamamama~~, you never disappoint, Katakuri. Oh, right..."
Charlotte Linlin continued enjoying her sweets and casually brought up the subject. "Speaking of the cake, how are the wedding preparations coming along? Has that boy from the Vinsmoke Family arrived