There was nothing strange about this. It was simply part of Katakuri's daily routine.
But aside from them, three men hanging from three crosses in front of the pure white house made of mochi caught Lin Mo's attention. All three had been beaten black and blue.
Especially the shortest one...
He was actually carrying two swords and a flask, and the swords looked almost exactly like Lin Mo's...
What was this supposed to be?
An impostor copying him?
There were two others as well. One was roughly two meters tall, with a blond buzz cut and a bare torso. He was sobbing uncontrollably and begging for mercy. The other was about 1.8 meters tall and lean. If his fake nose hadn't been drooping and half falling off, Lin Mo would almost have thought this fellow had a long nose too...
All right.
There was no doubt about it now. These three were impersonating them.
It seemed Katakuri had come to Donut Island for more than just donuts. These three impostors had something to do with it too.
In front of the white mochi house.
Although the man impersonating Lin Mo was terrified, given their current situation, they would surely die if they didn't do something!
"Enough, stop crying!" the fake Lin Mo shouted impatiently at the big fellow who was still sobbing. "Cry, cry, cry! That's all you know how to do! What's the point of being so big?"
"You liar!" the man impersonating Enel sobbed. "You said that if we went out to sea together, everything would go smoothly and no one would..."
"Shut up!" the fake Lin Mo immediately cut the fake Enel off, then shouted at Katakuri, who was eating snacks inside the Mochi House. "You're just one of the Three Sweet Commanders! I advise you to