Baron Tamago was a bundle of nerves, his heart pounding uneasily.
Two ships sailed deeper into Totto Land, headed straight for the heart of it—Cake Island.
The scenery along the way defied all logic, leaving Robin unconsciously gaping in awe.
Even the cloned soldiers, who had been branded with ideological control since birth, couldn't help but be stunned by the sights.
A sea flowing with juice and soda.
Islands made of nuts, of cheese, of cookies, ice cream, and more cheese...
Everywhere the eye could see, there was food.
Robin felt like she was drifting through the world of a fairytale book.
She glanced around.
Doflamingo stood at the bow, chatting with Baron Tamago.
Enel was on the deck, violently abusing himself with Seastone restraints.
Finally, Robin cautiously poked the knee of Smoothie, who seemed to be in a relatively good mood.
"Lady Smoothie... are all these things naturally formed?"
"Some are," Smoothie said, a nostalgic expression on her face. "Some were slowly created with my brothers' Devil Fruit powers."
This, perhaps, was one of the only two things left in her family that she still missed.
...
Time passed.
The weaker pirates without enough status or strength had already stopped at nearby islands.
They would wait for the banquet to begin before proceeding to Cake Island.
By evening—
An island came into view. From afar, its structure looked exactly like a colossal layer cake.
Robin's eyes widened.
The world's strongest woman—BIG MOM—was already waiting at the shore.
Don't get the wrong idea. She wasn't here to welcome Doflamingo personally.
She was here for the gift he had promised ahead of time.
When she saw Doflamingo's ship approaching—and sensed the unique life forces on the deck—BIG MOM was overjoyed.
She let out a booming laugh.
"Mamamamama! Doffy! Let Mama see what you've brought me!!"
The thing she'd dreamed of day and night was finally within reach. BIG MOM became so excited, she didn't even notice her daughter Smoothie standing beside Doflamingo.
In her ecstatic state, her peculiar body started to show its power.
The candy ground beneath her feet twisted and deformed like soft clay under her tread.
Her shout was so loud it caused the surrounding Homies—flowers and plants infused with souls—to instantly disintegrate.
"Mama! Mama!"
"Too... too loud!"
"It hurts!"
Several younger members of the Charlotte family would've suffered ruptured eardrums had Katakuri not foreseen it and plugged their ears with mochi in advance.
On the other side, Smoothie stood in silence, looking a little gloomy.
She had long accepted how little her mother truly cared about her children, but seeing herself so thoroughly ignored still stung.
"Fufufufufufu~ Long time no see, Linlin-sama. I think you'll be very pleased with this gift."
Doflamingo stuffed Robin's ears with threads to shield her from the noise, then smiled and beckoned behind him.
In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished from the deck.
The next moment, he reappeared at the port, walking toward BIG MOM.
Splash!
Under Smoothie's slightly dazed control, the ship glided gently into the harbor.
The clones lifted seven massive cages and placed them one by one before BIG MOM.
"Quick, unveil them, Doffy! Mama can't wait any longer!"
BIG MOM stared at Doflamingo, grinning a terrifying grin that could make a child stop crying on the spot.
She knew this man loved playing games with secrets and suspense.
Doflamingo gave a small smile, stepped aside, and gestured politely.
"Linlin-sama, a true gift must be unwrapped by the recipient to deliver the perfect experience."
BIG MOM slammed her palm into the air, sending out a gale that tore off the cloths draped over the cages.
When the young Charlottes saw what was inside, they all gasped in unison.
"That size…"
"Giants?!"
"He actually dared to capture Giants?!!!"
...
That's right. These cages didn't contain rare beasts or exotic species.
Inside sat towering figures, each about 15 to 20 meters tall—undeniably giants.
They were calm and silent, sitting cross-legged with no signs of distress.
What was strange was that all seven of them had faces vaguely resembling the clones.
"Mamamamama~!"
BIG MOM cupped her face, laughing with joy, as if needing to confirm what she was seeing.
The very thing she'd longed for in her dreams—now it was hers!
She took a step forward—then stopped.
For once, one of the Four Emperors hesitated.
It was as though she was afraid of shattering the beautiful dream before her. She turned to Doflamingo and asked:
"Doffy, you did good, you did so good! Tell me—what do you want?"
Behind her, Perospero was the first to react. He waved his candy staff and gave a cold chuckle.
"These aren't true Giants. The real Giants from Elbaf—those brutes—would never sit this calmly after being captured, Perorin!"
Giants were Mama's dream.
Every one of the family's top fighters had shamelessly traveled to Elbaf to try and make peace.
Each time, they were met with violent rejection and tossed-out gifts.
If it weren't for Mama's repeated commands, they'd have gone to war with Elbaf long ago.
Giants? Just a bunch of brainless barbarians.
"Then what are these?" Cracker's eyes widened as he inspected them back and forth.
Over 12 meters tall—how could they not be Giants?
Perospero shook his head.
"I don't know. But I know one thing—these definitely aren't proper Giants. Perorin."
He was sure of one thing: this was part of a deal Doflamingo had made with Mama long ago.
Standing silently nearby, Katakuri's expression darkened.
His face, already half-hidden by his scarf, sank further into its folds.
Only his eyes remained, locked onto Doflamingo.
His Observation Haki had shown him something very, very bad.
Doflamingo took in the various expressions around him—shock, admiration, excitement, joy, confusion, irritation.
Satisfied, he nodded slightly.
Facing BIG MOM's massive face, he chuckled.
"Fufufufufufu~ Linlin-sama, are you satisfied with your gift?"
"Now, you can finally create your own Giant tribe."
As those familiar words reached their ears, Perospero and the others turned pale, all thinking the same thing:
This is bad.
"Create?" BIG MOM's eyes sparkled.
Fifteen men—how many times could she give birth?
She burst into wild laughter.
"Mamamamama~! Kids! Mama's getting married again!"
Click!
A flashbulb burst to life.
All eyes turned toward Doflamingo—or more accurately, the Visual Den Den Mushi in his hand.
Ignoring the hostile stares, Doflamingo shamelessly pocketed the Den Den Mushi.
He even let a smirk escape as he opened his arms toward BIG MOM.
"Fufufufufufu~ Linlin-sama, when we're happy… we should capture the moment, right?"
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