New World, Broccoli Island.
After seeing off the fake Judge, Dawn continued his voyage and arrived here.
He could not simply do nothing and wait for the World Government to make its move. He had things of his own to do as well.
Amid the flow of pedestrians, Dawn strolled leisurely with the three girls.
A casual smile hung on his face, and he had completely reined in his presence. Blended into the crowd, he looked like nothing more than an ordinary tourist.
The three girls beside him had all changed into light casual clothing, without a trace of their usual fierce aura.
Yamato wore a short white kimono, her long hair tied in a high ponytail, and eagerly looked over the Japanese-style snacks at the roadside stalls.
Ulti wore a pink crop top, her arms folded across her chest and a lollipop between her lips. Every so often, she snapped at Yamato, yet instinctively glared away any idle passersby who got too close.
Baccarat, meanwhile, wore a fitted red dress. She lazily held Dawn's arm while playing with a gold coin between her fingers, smiling from time to time as she smoothed things over between the two. Her every glance brimmed with charm.
The group walked onward amid laughter and conversation, the atmosphere relaxed and pleasant.
Yet in the very next second, the smiles vanished from Dawn and Yamato's faces. They abruptly looked up in unison toward the horizon.
Their Observation Haki had caught a terrifying presence sweeping toward them like a tsunami, closing in at an astonishing speed.
A tiny black dot on the horizon drew nearer and nearer. In just a few minutes, the figure had already come clearly into view.
A fluffy white cloud carried someone rapidly through the sky. On the cloud sat a red-and-blue