Dressrosa's streets were gradually regaining their former vitality.
As the ability user moved farther away, the drowsiness effect that had blanketed the entire island automatically lifted as well.
The streets that had once been pitch-black and lifeless lit up one warm yellow lamp at a time. The wooden doors of dessert shops, accessory stores, and flower shops opened in succession. The owners rubbed their sleepy eyes, surveyed the streets in confusion, and soon set up their stalls again.
The sound of an organ drifted from a tavern on the corner, carrying its uniquely passionate rhythm. Mixed with the wheaty fragrance wafting from the bakery and the sweet creamy scent spilling from the dessert shop, it restored the rich warmth of everyday life to the island that had only just broken free from its dead silence.
Baby 5 held Dawn's hand, her large eyes curiously examining the shops lighting up along the street, her little face full of wonder.
But she only dared to glance quickly before immediately withdrawing her gaze and fixing it tightly on Dawn's profile again, afraid that if she let her attention slip and looked around or touched something carelessly, she would make him unhappy.
The shadow of being abandoned in childhood had long been carved into her bones. Even after following Dawn for so long, she still could not shake off her anxious nature. Everything she did carried a cautious wariness, as though she feared that one wrong move would make her "useless" and get her abandoned again.
The two arrived outside an exquisitely decorated dessert shop. Warm yellow light spilled through the glass windows, and all kinds of cakes and sweets filled the displays inside, enough to lift anyone's mood.
Dawn led her inside, found a seat by the window, picked up the menu, and