"Next, please welcome the newlyweds!"
Onstage, at the wedding officiant's cue, Sanji and Pudding made their grand entrance from opposite sides.
Pudding wore a pure white wedding dress, its veil half-concealing her delicate face. Her bright eyes glimmered with a dreamlike beauty.
The skirt trailed over the red carpet like drifting clouds, making her look just like a princess from a fairy tale.
"What a beautiful bride. I can't help but envy her."
Stussy propped her cheek on one hand, a wistful glimmer in her eyes.
Would there ever be a day when
she, too, could wear a beautiful wedding dress, step down the red carpet brimming with happiness, and enter a sacred wedding hall?
Probably not, given who she was.
A faint sadness hid in the depths of Stussy's hopeful eyes.
Onstage,
Katakuri, impeccably dressed in a suit, led Pudding down the red carpet by the hand.
On the other side, Sanji wore a perfectly tailored suit beneath a white, stand-collar coat edged in pale gold. A gemstone matching his hair color adorned his tie.
Sanji came to stand before Pudding, like the prince on a white horse from a girl's dreams, come to greet his princess.
Birds sang of love's sacredness, while the Homies danced merrily, carrying the promise of happiness.
At that moment, a dreamlike fairy tale became reality.
Nami covered her mouth, her eyes filled with longing and emotion.
Lina smiled gently and drew her into his arms. Nami leaned against his shoulder.
"We'll have our day, too."
"Obviously. If you don't marry me, I'll chop you up."
"..."
"You're kind of ruining the mood, Nami."
"Mind your own business."
Their playful bickering did nothing to interrupt the wedding.
Katakuri placed Pudding's hand in Sanji's, then slowly stepped back.
In solemn words, the officiant led everyone