Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

Katakuri was silent for a moment and directly chose to change the subject.

"Originally, I planned to find a way to persuade my mother to let him go, but in this situation, my mother will definitely not let him go."

There was no mirror or Homiz in this room, so I could talk with peace of mind.

Perospero did not continue to worry about Mo An's strange name. At this time, he only felt a headache. "He shouldn't have been allowed to come."

"It was my mistake and I misjudged his threat."

Mo An: "???"

She's still here! Is that good for her?

"It has nothing to do with you," Perospero looked at Mo An, "Since he wants to find someone through our intelligence network, he will find us even if he doesn't go through you."

In that situation, if you approach them, even if you have the idea of ​​​​discussing business, if your mother is not happy, a fight between these two people will definitely cause huge casualties.

And is there a mysterious force in the sky behind it? Never heard of it...

Perospero glanced at the two of them, and his mood suddenly felt a little subtle.

No wonder Mondor and the others misunderstood!

The master who could stop his mother must be stronger than Katakuri, but he was really trapped without any struggle...

But Perospero can also understand Katakuri's thoughts.

As Mom's episodes of narcosis become more frequent, they have tried to keep their non-combatant siblings away from the cake island and have emergency plans in place for their absence.

But casualties are still inevitable.

The idea of ​​not letting the younger brothers and sisters come here is not practical. If it is too obvious...

They can't bear their mother's anger!

If Katakuri could stay as a person whom Katakuri felt he could trust... the safety of his younger brothers and sisters would indeed have an extra layer of security.

But now it seems that it is impossible to keep him, unless Katakuri...

Mo An: "???"

Why are you looking at her? The sight of these people is so strange!

"Ahhh!" Perospero rubbed his head in annoyance, "How can I make mom give up her idea now? Mom has completely regarded him as a big fat sheep!"

He usually has a lot of things to do, but this happened again...

Mo An: "???"

His words almost made Mo An feel unconfident.

"Madam, I'm just stuck and can't get up. You can hear me. Isn't it a bit rude to call me big fat sheep in front of me?"

"Are you any good at giving people such strange nicknames?" Perospero seemed to be choked, and then he sighed and said with some self-deprecation: "I'm really too tired and I don't have enough energy. It's stable, but I'm actually getting angry with a child."

"I'm as old as you."

Perospero: "???"

What a joke!

How can someone who is almost fifty years old be so naive!

"But that's not important," Mo An pulled off the glutinous rice bit by bit and kneaded it into a ball, then squeezed the little man out of boredom, "Hurry up and think of a way to let me go! I promised the fangs not to fight with you. .”

"I'm thinking!"

But Toothboy...

Hearing this address again, Perospero turned his attention to Katakuri.

He really heard it right just now, right?

Has this guy seen what Katakuri looks like under his scarf? Still alive? Even if you are alive, the relationship has not become tense?

Then what else can you think of?

Just let Katakuri be with this guy!

Anyway, it’s just a lot of names, and it can appease my mother!

Perospero's psychological activities were extremely rich, and he wanted to complain about it, but with the two parties involved in front of him, Perospero gave up the idea.

After receiving his brother's strange look, Katakuri chose to sit in silence.

They really had nothing, but he didn't seem to be able to explain it yet, and the more he explained, the worse it would get.

"It's very difficult..." Perospero no longer cared about this guy who was pretending to be dead, and began to analyze the current situation, "Mom's mood now has reached the level of 'must', and I want to transfer my mother's..." Concentration is hard.”

Although Totland's finances are managed by dedicated ministers, the account books will eventually be reported to Perospero. As Totland's all-powerful steward, Perospero knows very well the weight of six billion.

Spending six billion beli just to buy a devil fruit, what is it if it's not a big fat sheep?

Maybe others would also consider whether there is any powerful force behind someone who can spend such a large amount of money, but mom...

Perospero rambled on alone for a long time, overturning one idea after another.

There is no way to divert mother's attention!

Because Katakuri was usually relatively taciturn, Perospero didn't notice that he was the only one speaking for a moment.

It wasn't until his mouth was dry and he was about to pour himself a cup of black tea that he realized that the source of the problem was not listening to him at all.

This guy is...making a doll?

And pinched him in a very ugly way?

Perospero looked at the tongue that was bigger than his body, and his eyes twitched. He really didn't want to believe that Katakuri would have a crush on such a strange guy.

"Lady!" After hearing him stop talking, Mo An raised the glutinous rice doll in his hand and showed him a gentle smile, "Look! Little candy~"

Perospero: "..."

I didn't understand why this guy suddenly showed his kindness. After hesitating for a moment, he still reached out and was ready to pick it up.

Forget it, even though it’s a little strange, he’s a good boy after all…

However, just when Perospero stretched out his hand, Mo An clapped his hands together, and the glutinous rice doll was immediately flattened into a lump.

Mo An kneaded the glutinous rice balls on his hands again, and said with some pity: "I can't bully you, I can only make a puppet to vent my anger."

Perospero: "???"

Be a good boy!

"This is a cookie, I'm going to crush it in front of him."

Mo An dug out another glutinous rice doll from the side. The craftsmanship was still unsatisfactory, but the three chirps standing up on its head were very recognizable.

ohh~

She could already predict Cracker's expression~

Perospero looked at Katakuri again, his expression a bit difficult to explain.

He also guessed Cracker's reaction.

Katakuri: "..."

Perospero felt his head hurt even more, "Are you not worried about your situation at all?"

"Shouldn't you be the ones to worry about?" Mo An began to perfect the glutinous rice doll of Cracker, his tone still unhurried, "I promised not to attack you, but I didn't say I wouldn't fight back."

Xiaojiujiu is wrong!

She cut off a section of Cracker's baguette, it should be shorter~

"But do you really not accept normal trading methods?" Mo An looked a little distressed, "My family should come out to find me. I really don't have time to find others to help me. If you don't like money, I There are also other payment methods, such as technology.”

This topic aroused Perospero's interest. Anyway, he couldn't think of a way to do it, and he couldn't help but want to hear about the magical technology in the kingdom of heaven.

"Tell me first, maybe mom really likes it?"

"Why should she like it?" Mo An frowned, "I really hate that troublesome guy."

Perospero: "..."

"You don't like her either."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Do you like the technology of transplanting memories to achieve another form of 'rebirth'?"

Katakuri: "???"

Perospero: "???"