The atmosphere throughout the room was incredibly lively. Everyone began talking about what they had encountered at work that day—complaints, problems, and possible solutions.
Even though no one was drinking, everyone in the room seemed drunk. The spirited chatter left them all pleasantly lightheaded. It was the spirit of treating their work as an honor, the Revolutionary Army as their home, and themselves as masters of that home.
But Katakuri had not spoken. He silently observed everyone, his brothers and sisters. He felt that his siblings were acting somewhat strangely. Could this be the Devil Fruit ability of Leo, Commander of the Revolutionary Army?
An ability that could incite and control people's hearts?
Katakuri thought so, but as a battle-hardened veteran, he immediately spotted the flaw. If Leo truly possessed such a bizarre Devil Fruit ability, then why had Katakuri himself not fallen victim to it?
Based on past experience, strange Devil Fruit abilities like this usually affected everyone, regardless of gender or age.
Like the Hobby-Hobby Fruit.
But why was Katakuri unaffected? Why had he not been drawn in?
From beginning to end, he had remained calm and watched everything unfold.
Even on the way back, his brothers were still enthusiastically discussing these matters. Leo had even told them to carry out everything they had just done in front of their own subordinates after returning.
The self-criticism meeting was a completely new format, and Katakuri knew that. But he did not understand what everyone was so excited about.
"Cracker, why did you say those things at today's meeting?" Katakuri stopped the brother who had once stood alongside him as one of the Four Disasters and asked.
Cracker paused. He had not thought very carefully about that question. "Why? That brat stole all the spotlight, so I..."
So it had