Pirates: After my girlfriend's fan turned into my sister, I was so bad

When Katakuri returned to the room again, the guy who lazily fell on the sofa and accused him had disappeared.

The empty room was left with only the sweet aroma of high-quality ingredients and the cold black tea.

Oh, there was also a fancy little snail in a dormant state, which was slightly different in shape from the ordinary Den Den Mushi, resting on the place where Mo An had just been lying.

Without much hesitation, Katakuri put away the Den Den Mushi and began to enjoy his afternoon tea as usual.

This should have been his most relaxing and happy time, but...

The chefs boasted that this time they had innovated the method and would definitely taste the most perfect taste ever, but it was surprisingly difficult to swallow.

How could Katakuri forget to guard against Mo An?

But Mo's attitude towards him has always been very... This made him fall into extreme contradictions for a while.

Mo is Mo An, so there is no need to be on guard. Mo An is Mo, so there is no way to be on guard...

Someone knocked on the door. Katakuri put down the uneaten donut and put on his scarf. He had already predicted who was coming.

Perospero pushed the door open with permission and found that the uneaten donut showed a puzzled expression at first.

It is past four o'clock now. It is past Katakuri's afternoon tea time, right?

However, the doubt was fleeting. His purpose of coming here this time was obviously more important.

"Katakuri, has Mo rested?" Perospero sat down casually, leaned the candy scepter on the table, and pinched his eyebrows tiredly. "How did you talk to Mo? Mom has decided to participate in this war. Her state... Even if the navy is facing a large number of enemies and has no time to take care of us, as long as something goes wrong, our situation will definitely not be much better."

Because that state appeared too frequently, Perospero also made the worst plan.

Katakuri left early just now because his mother had such an idea. They seemed to be used to seeking help from ‘Mo’ at such times.

Perospero was probably too tired. He didn’t find Katakuri’s abnormality at the first time, and he was still talking about the trouble of this incident.

Perospero would not complain about Katakuri like this in the past. In order to support this big family, they were all very tired. It was not good for them to output such negative emotions blindly.

But when did it start? It seems to be different. He, who has been suffocated by heavy responsibilities, now has a chance to breathe.

In fact, what Mo wants to help with this time is also very simple. Just give them some medicine that comforted their mother before.

Of course, it would be better if Mo could stay with them for a while. This is what Perospero thinks.

After all, Mo almost always responds to Katakuri’s requests.

Besides, Mo really didn't need to do anything this time. It was unlikely that the navy could hurt them in that kind of situation. The only variable was that madman. However, as long as Mo was there, it would be an extra layer of protection for them.

Perospero talked a lot, and when he was a little dry-mouthed, he realized that Katakuri was a little strangely silent.

An ominous premonition crept into his heart, and Perospero asked anxiously and uncertainly: "Katakuri, you...did you quarrel with him again?"

Why at such a critical moment! Katakuri is not an impulsive person at ordinary times, so why why why?

Countless thoughts flashed by, and just when Perospero was thinking about how feasible it was to take Katakuri to apologize to Mo, Katakuri's words almost made Perospero so angry that he hit the candy scepter on the head of this perfect brother.

"She's gone."

Perospero: "???"

His head was almost shut down by a series of bad things.

Gone...?

"Katakuri!" Perospero couldn't help but raise his voice a little, "How can you let him go at this time! That simple guy will definitely stay for you if you coax him a few words, you! You!"

Perospero was so excited that he almost couldn't even finish his words.

He really didn't expect Katakuri to fail at this time!

Katakuri lowered his eyes, hiding the surging thoughts in his eyes.

He knew that Perospero was not blaming him, but regretting that he had lost his guarantee.

But...

Mo An is simple?

Now he is the only one who knows that this is an illusion. He is not even sure whether the matter of Brin is related to Mo An. After all, Mo An once ran directly to Totland to make trouble and brought them to the battlefield.

But how to say this?

If my mother finds outThe truth will only get worse.

Mom can't be provoked anymore...

"Just now I heard Cracker complaining about Mo bullying people. Is Mo still here? Contact him and ask him to come back!" Perospero felt like his head was about to explode, "Don't get angry at this time! Can't you really feel the special treatment that only you have and his feelings for you?"

Although Perospero made the worst plan, who would want to face hell directly!

He couldn't help but nag and urge Katakuri, but those "special treatments" were useless except for making Katakuri's inner emotions more confused.

He felt it, and it was because he knew this clearly that...

"She won't come back," Katakuri stood up and came to the window, not wanting others to notice his emotions, "Brother Peros, if mom wants to join this war, then think of a strategic way, 'attack after the navy's power is reduced', mom will definitely agree with this statement."

"You..." Perospero hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up asking, resigned to his fate and held his forehead, "Okay, okay, I hope those guys on Whitebeard's ship can drag the navy's lunatic to death. What I am most worried about is her. Only she dares to do something unreasonable. What exactly is the World Government planning this time? But it's okay, we may be able to take Vegapunk away in the chaos. After all, he is a genius scientist. With his existence, the technology that Mo gave us will definitely make great progress, and mom will be happier."

Perospero chattered about the general idea of ​​the plan.

They could survive when they relied on themselves before, even without Mo, they...

Ahhhhhhh!

But this feeling of having no life guaranteed is so terrifying that I can't stop trembling!

His perfect stupid brother! Why do you have to dwell on this? What's so hard about coaxing your partner?

Now I can only think of a way to hold my mother back...