Doffy, Does Coffee Fly into My Hands by Itself?

"Who's there!"

"You want to die! Let Saint Shamrock go at once!"

"Guards! Where are the guards?"

Several bodyguards in black looked flustered. They hadn't even seen when Dimon made his move.

In an instant, their master, whom they were supposed to be protecting, was being held in mid-air by the mysterious masked man before them.

They didn't dare to act rashly, only shouting sternly.

The commotion here immediately attracted attention, and many Celestial Dragons turned their gazes.

Upon seeing a child from the Figarland family being captured, they all gasped.

Immediately after, screams erupted one after another.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Quick, quick, go notify the Holy Knights, come protect us!"

The park descended into chaos.

Doflamingo seized the opportunity of the confusion to escape. He still wanted to be a Celestial Dragon and couldn't be mistaken for an accomplice.

Dimon's Observation Haki sensed several powerful presences rapidly approaching, one of which felt somewhat familiar.

He didn't linger. With a stomp of his foot, a magic circle immediately appeared beneath him.

Black smoke billowed, gradually engulfing him and the hostage.

"Tell Gorosei to prepare the highest-grade Devil Fruit to redeem his son."

Several bodyguards lunged forward but missed.

The black smoke had taken the two, and the magic circle eventually vanished.

A piece of paper was left behind, which one of the bodyguards in black managed to grab.

"What do we do!? Saint Shamrock has been kidnapped!"

"Why are there kidnappers in the Holy Land!"

"Damn it, we're going to be killed!"

The bodyguards' faces turned ashen, and their bodies trembled.

The next moment, a figure descended from the sky. It was a woman wearing a mask.

She wore a uniform similar to the Marines, paired with a very short skirt, a hat, and a red scarf. Her overall appearance exuded nobility.

"What happened here?"

"Junzi!" one of the bodyguards explained, steeling himself, then handed the note to her. "This is the only thing left... that thief's feet rose with black smoke, and then he disappeared!"

This description... it sounded like Lord Imu's ability...?

Junzi took the note and opened it. It was a series of numbers – a Den Den Mushi number.

"So it's a kidnapper?"

Junzi recalled that seven years ago, a crew of pirates had audaciously kidnapped a Celestial Dragon in Sabaody Archipelago.

This time, they were even more brazen, breaking into the Holy Land and abducting the son of a leader.

If his potential were poor, it would be one thing, but rumors said Shamrock had excellent talent, inheriting his father Gorosei's power.

"Teleportation ability, kidnapping a Celestial Dragon, it's that person!"

Wano Country, Shogun's Residence.

Dimon stood in the center of a pentagram magic circle and threw the five-year-old child he was holding onto the ground.

"Who... who are you? Why did you grab me?"

Shamrock looked at the blue-faced demon mask man before him in fear.

"Don't make noise, kid. If your father shows sincerity, I'll let you go."

As he spoke, Dimon called Abel over and instructed him to keep a close eye on this brat.

Holy Land, Mary Geoise.

The kidnapping incident that occurred near noon caused a city-wide stir, making the Celestial Dragons uneasy.

Saint Gorosei, who was on an overseas mission, learned of his son's abduction and returned to the Holy Land immediately.

Pangea Castle, Chamber of Power.

The five old men representing the world's highest authority looked solemn, unable to speak for a long time as they faced Saint Gorosei, who had come to demand an explanation.

The vast room was extremely empty, with only three sofas. Four of the Five Elders were seated, while only the Goatee Elder stood.

"Who was it?"

Saint Gorosei questioned again, "How could someone be abducted in the Holy Land?"

The five exchanged glances. The Blonde Elder among them handed a piece of paper to him.

"According to the explanation from your son's bodyguards, although the murderer was wearing a blue oni mask, it should be that person."

"A remnant of the Rocks Pirates, the Brewer..."

"Dimon!"

"You should be familiar with him. That person possesses an ability similar to that of Imu."

Saint Gorosei, with his moon-shaped head, opened the note and looked at the Den Den Mushi number on it.

After a long silence, "What are his demands?"

"The highest-tier Devil Fruits."

Saturn, Saint Saturn, touched his right eye. The eye that had been blinded by the other party last time had already recovered with Imu's help.

But even though the wound had healed, he wouldn't forget the pain from back then!

Saint Gorosei's expression turned grim:

"The competition held earlier in God Valley has already depleted those top-tier Devil Fruits."

Ordinary Devil Fruits were one thing, but top-tier Devil Fruits were either Ancient Zoan or Mythical Zoan.

Even the World Government didn't have an infinite supply of such Devil Fruits.

"The number is in your hand, you can contact him yourself," the Blonde Elder said nonchalantly.

"Doflamingo! Where did you go this morning?"

At the Donquixote Family's villa, Doflamingo's mother saw her son return home, her face full of worry:

"I heard there was a kidnapping incident in the park. The Holy Land is very unsafe right now. Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, Mother."

In front of his mother, Doflamingo showed a modicum of politeness.

He saw his younger brother Rosinante reading in the living room and quickly asked, "Where's Father?"

"He's already returned and is in the study preparing documents related to his assets."

"What? He's going down to the lower world again?"

A surge of anger welled up in Doflamingo. He had been working hard all this time just to stop his father.

His mother stroked his head, comforting him, "With how chaotic the Holy Land is right now, they don't have time for these things. It might be a long time before we can go to the lower world."

Good thing we can't go!

Doflamingo suppressed the joy in his heart and nodded gravely, "I'll go back to my room first, Mother."

With that, he went upstairs.

"Don't sneak out. It's very dangerous outside right now."

"Got it, Mom."

Back in his own bedroom, Doflamingo couldn't help but clench his fist, his expression completely breaking down. He was just short of cheering with excitement.

Anyone who has often played the role of a son can understand that successfully rebelling against one's parents as a child brings happiness.

"I have to thank that bastard Dimon... Fufufu!"

Doflamingo curled his lips into a smile, revealing a sinister grin that didn't match his age.

Suddenly, a ghostly voice sounded from behind him.

"You must show respect to your elder brother, understand? Brat."

His head was hit hard with a punch. Doflamingo hastily turned around and was incredulously shocked to see Dimon.

"Why are you back again?"

"I think the Holy Land is quite nice, and I plan to stay at your place for a few more days."

Dimon walked to the bedside and sat down, crossing his legs. "Hmm? Why are you still standing there? Is the coffee going to fly into my hand by itself?"

Damn it, why did he come back!

Doflamingo's face darkened. He opened his mouth and said resentfully, "Big Brother, you misheard. I'll go downstairs to pour it for you. Wait a moment."

He didn't dare to make a scene now. After all, he had already betrayed Saint Shamrock. If others found out, he'd be finished.

He could only go all the way with Dimon!

His mother was surprised to see Doflamingo going downstairs to pour coffee himself.

Had this child turned over a new leaf?

"What's wrong, Doffy?"

"Nothing, I just suddenly want coffee."

"You poured two cups. Are guests coming?"

"No, I'm just hungry! Don't worry about it so much, Mother!"

Casually brushing her off, Doflamingo hurried upstairs with the coffee.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Dimon holding a Den Den Mushi, talking to someone.

"There are no top-tier Devil Fruits left!"

The Den Den Mushi vividly displayed the emotions of the person on the other end, who was clearly in a rage.

Doflamingo had seen him from afar once; it was the voice of Figarland Saint Gorosei.

Dimon chuckled, "None? Then your son's life is gone too."

He paused, then changed his tune:

"But I'm a kind person after all. It feels a bit wrong to bully a 5-year-old child."

"How about this? I heard that in some places, nobles have a preference for young men..."

Doflamingo shivered.

Kind?

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