The territory of the BIGMOM Pirates was composed of Whole Cake Island and the thirty-four islands surrounding it, collectively known as the "Totto Land."
Each island was governed by one of BIGMOM's children, serving as ministers. Bound together by family ties, they maintained the rule of the pirate crew as a unified force.
It was the time of the tea party, and the entire island radiated an atmosphere of joy.
Homies of every species danced and sang in celebration of this rare festival.
At the port of Whole Cake Island, the eldest son, Perospero, was leading the chess soldiers to welcome the arriving guests.
Before long, a massive carriage pulled by a pink giant pig rolled into view.
Seeing the guest he had been waiting for, Perospero's eyes lit up, his enormous tongue curling repeatedly across his chest.
With his standing in the crew, anyone who could make him wait was no ordinary figure.
They were the great emperors of the Underworld—individuals whom even their Mama treated with utmost importance.
They were:
The emperor of finance, Lu Feld, known as the "Loan Shark King."
The emperor of pleasure, Stussy, known as the "Queen of the Pleasure District."
The emperor of assassins, Drug Peclo, known as the "Big Funeral."
The emperor of intelligence, Morgans, known as "Big News."
The emperor of storage, Giberson, known as the "Concealer."
The emperor of shipping, Umit, known as "Deep Current."
Each of them controlled their own domain, manipulating the world from behind the scenes on an entirely different level.
Their forces maintained dealings with the World Government, the Marines, pirates, and even the Revolutionary Army, influencing the course of the world at every moment.
Though the BIGMOM Pirates were powerful, in many aspects they still relied heavily on these heavyweight figures.
And at every tea party, these emperors were always honored guests personally invited by BIGMOM.
Watching the five figures step down from the carriage one after another, Perospero's gaze sharpened briefly before he put on a broad smile and stepped forward.
"Welcome, welcome~ Emperors of the Underworld!"
"Oh, Perospero~"
Umit, sporting a thick black beard and wearing a sailor's hat, greeted him casually.
Having attended many tea parties before, he was extremely familiar with the members of the BIGMOM Pirates.
As the one in charge of shipping, he frequently dealt with these pirates.
Perospero greeted each of them in turn, then asked with slight confusion, "Have any of you seen Morgans?"
"Haha… who knows? Maybe he got chopped to pieces somewhere~"
Drug Peclo laughed loudly, his half-mask and lion-like mane swaying as he spoke.
That Morgans was always sneaking around in secrecy—who knew, maybe one day he would just disappear.
He lifted the massive scythe in his hand and glanced at the others. "If he's really dead, then the company he leaves behind will be more than enough for us to feast on~"
"My, how wicked~"
Stussy rolled her beautiful eyes beneath her lace-brimmed hat, pale blue pupils gleaming sharply.
Clearly, she agreed with Peclo's words.
If Morgans truly vanished, his company would inevitably be divided among the rest of them.
But based on her understanding of that man, making him disappear quietly would not be easy.
Seeing the others wear expressions of indifference, Perospero understood. These people had no idea what was going on either.
That was strange. Morgans should have received the invitation—there was no reason for him not to come.
He had attended so many times before. Had something really happened?
But now was not the time to dwell on it. He had to escort these guests inside first.
He could not neglect the others just to wait for one man.
His long tongue swept across his lips as he waved his candy cane.
"In that case, please follow me. The tea party is about to begin~"
"Much obliged… hm?"
Just as Stussy was about to finish speaking, she suddenly lifted her head. Her lips parted slightly, a playful smile appearing.
"Oh my~ We were just talking about him, and here he comes~"
The others also looked up.
A hot air balloon was slowly descending from the sky.
Perospero's eyes narrowed, his expression turning dangerous.
That man had some nerve—flying directly above Whole Cake Island. Was he provoking them?
Moments later, the balloon landed.
But the figure who stepped out caused everyone to freeze in shock.
Perospero's pupils shrank as his entire body tensed, ready to strike at any moment.
None of them had expected that the one emerging from Morgans' ride would be Leno.
Had Morgans reached some sort of agreement with the Thunder God, planning to stir up trouble on Whole Cake Island?
Unable to make a judgment, the group decided to observe quietly and see what he intended to do.
The atmosphere fell silent.
Only the Homies along the roadside continued singing cheerfully.
Unlike the tense figures nearby, Leno stepped down from the balloon, took a deep breath, and sighed in admiration.
"As expected of Whole Cake Island— even the air smells like cream~"
The moment he finished speaking, surprised cries rang out behind him as his crew disembarked one after another.
"Whoa—so this is Whole Cake Island!"
"Can those buildings really be eaten?"
"It smells so sweet~"
"..."
The women stepped off the airship, immediately captivated by the scenery before them, their faces filled with astonishment.
Whole Cake Island truly lived up to its name.
The entire island looked like a massive cake, dreamlike in its beauty.
Sweet fragrance filled the air so thickly that saliva began pooling uncontrollably in their mouths.
While they were still marveling at the strange surroundings, a swallowing sound came from nearby.
"Ahh—so good! You really can eat it!"
"Eh?!!"
The women gasped as they saw Carrot already clinging to a building, happily devouring it.
So their captain had been telling the truth—the buildings really were edible.
Yamato immediately rushed over, snapped off a chunk of the structure, and stuffed it into her mouth.
After chewing a few times, her eyes lit up.
"It's delicious! This is amazing~"
"Nani? Really? Let me try…"
Chopper had been drooling since they arrived, tempted by the sweet aroma of the island. He could no longer hold back.
He scampered over excitedly and joined the "eat-the-wall" squad.
The remaining women didn't join in, but their blazing gazes and constantly swallowing throats betrayed their inner cravings.
At that moment, the Morgans who had just been discussed stepped out of the hot air balloon with elegant little strides.
He glanced at Leno first, then flapped his wings as he prepared to greet the people opposite him.
But a furious shout cut him off.
"Morgans!!!"
"You'd better explain what the hell is going on here?!"
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