Whole Cake Island was the collective name for a stretch of sea in the middle-front section of the New World.
Thirty-four food-themed subsidiary islands surrounded the central Cake Island, forming a nation with powerful military strength.
Ruled by Emperor of the Sea Charlotte Linlin, it sought to create a utopia where all races in the world could live together.
Four days had passed since the Dressrosa incident.
Cake Island
Just as its name suggested, it was an island made up of several enormous cake-shaped buildings. Inside a spacious room decorated in a cozy style with countless sweets.
A surprisingly massive woman with long curly pink hair and heavy makeup lay sideways on a sofa.
A group of Homies, like worker ants, formed a long line as they carried all kinds of sweets before the woman.
Each serving was snatched up by a large hand, casually chewed a few times, then swallowed in huge gulps.
"Mamamama~~"
"It's simply delicious~~"
Charlotte Linlin wore an expression of delight as she continuously grabbed sweets and stuffed them into her mouth, tireless as a bottomless pit.
"How are the Tea Party preparations going, Katakuri?"
"And the Wedding Cake—I can hardly wait, Mamamama~~"
Nearby, Katakuri had been leaning against the wall with his arms folded. Hearing her question, he lowered his hands and stepped forward.
"All the Tea Party invitations have been sent out, and the desserts are ready, Mother."
"All the ingredients for the cake have been gathered and sent to Chiffon. In two more days, you'll be able to taste the delicious Wedding Cake," Katakuri answered.
"Mamamama~~, as expected of you, Katakuri. Oh, right."
Charlotte Linlin continued enjoying her desserts and casually asked, "Speaking of cake, how are the wedding preparations going? Has that brat from the Vinsmoke Family not arrived yet?"
"Don't worry,