Perona fell silent and nodded.
"Tomorrow, do you want to learn Observation Haki too? I have a gentler method."
Perona took two steps back and stared at Werther in horror.
"I—I admit I'm your little sister! But I don't want to get beaten up every day."
"Heh, why would I beat you? You won't get hit, though I can't promise you won't be scared. Want to try?"
Hearing that she would not be hit, Perona was tempted. She wanted to learn this power called Observation Haki. Following Moria had taught her that having no strength on these seas was a recipe for tragedy.
"All right. But you promised not to hit me."
Werther patted Perona on the head.
"You're my little sister. Why would I hit you? Come on, let's eat. Your big brother's cooking is better than you'd ever guess."
Perona gave Werther a skeptical look. She did not believe her newfound brother could cook. She had heard the rumors about him, too. If not for the sense of closeness she felt around him, she would not even have dared acknowledge him as her brother.
But an hour later, when Werther brought a lavish meal to the table, everyone looked astonished except Tuski and Bonney, who already knew how well he cooked.
Once they tasted his food, their eyes lit up. Every dish was delicious.
"Big brother, I never knew you were such a good cook."
Her cheeks full, Perona gave Werther a thumbs-up, looking delighted.
"Heh, of course. I ate my way through all sorts of places to improve my cooking."
After dinner, Tuski handed Zoro a bottle of green medicine.
"What's this?"
"Drink it. In your current state, you won't even be able to stand tomorrow otherwise. Tuski is a top-notch doctor, you lucky bastard. I wonder