One Piece Fire Dragon Roar

Chapter 285: Agreement



Katakuri finally took off his scarf, revealing his face that had been hidden beneath it.

He is not as handsome as outsiders imagine him to be. If anyone really thinks so, then when they really see what he looks like now, they will probably be disappointed and even hate him out of love.

There are obvious traces of sewing on both sides of the mouth. Even if the mouth is closed, four fangs are exposed. If the mouth is opened, it will be easier to spot him. His mouth is full of fangs!

It's not a decent appearance at all, but if you look at it from another angle, it's undoubtedly very fashionable.

Just like Pudding's third eye, Katakuri's mouth has always been something he is concerned about. Anyone who sees his true appearance will be killed by the angry Katakuri.

However, that was a long time ago. As a time traveler who resurrected in his second life, it would be too bad if Vlad could not change anything.

Although he gradually overcame the shortcomings in his heart during the battle with the Straw Hats, as a younger brother in this life, Vlad did not want to see his brother restricted by such things.

Although Katakuri has not completely eliminated the complex in his heart, now at least it is not impossible to reveal his true appearance in front of him, at least he will not be hysterical because of being seen.

"Wha--"

Pudding's eyes widened in surprise.

"Uh-huh, this is the first time you've seen Katakuri's true appearance, isn't it?"

Vlad laughed, looking very cheerful, "Are you shocked?"

"No, just,"

Pudding felt a little disillusioned with her idol and didn't know what to say.

"Nothing,"

Katakuri picked up a huge donut in his hand. Even though he hadn't eaten it yet, an expression of enjoyment was visible on his face, "Don't worry, Pudding, not everyone has extraordinary aesthetics perception like Vlad!"

"What's wrong!"

Vlad immediately retorted, "Isn't this so cool!"

"Right! Pudding!"

Vlad asked.

"Ah--"

Pudding looked at Katakuri and then at Vlad, "Ri- right!"

"Hah!"

Katakuri smiled and didn't care at all. He picked up the donut and stuffed it into his mouth. An even more bizarre scene occurred. His mouth opened very wide, far exceeding the size of an ordinary person, like It's like a huge pothole! He bit off half of the huge donut in one go.

"Yeah~~"

Katakuri closed his eyes unconsciously. The expression on his face was no longer the usual sternness, but an expression of great enjoyment, as if he was in a fairyland. This man really liked eating donuts, as much as Vlad has a low obsession with sweets.

"Tasty!!"

"Right? It's delicious, right?"

Vlad laughed loudly, "Brynn's cooking skills are quite good! Well, of course, they are still a little worse than the chef on my ship!"

"Ha?"

Pudding's three eyes seemed to be bulging out, and her expression became visibly gloomy.

"See, my cooking level is not even comparable to that of Sister Laura, huh?"

Vlad suddenly said, "Speaking of which, I met Sister Lola not long ago!!"

"What??"

Pudding's reaction was particularly fierce, "Brother Vlad, have you met Sister Lola?"

"Yeah!"

Vlad smiled and stuffed a mouthful of cake into his mouth, "She's living a good life. She founded a pirate group, got her own companions, and sailed in the paradise. I guess she's about to head to the new world?"

"Yeah?"

Pudding showed a bright smile, "So sister Laura are doing well? That's great! That's enough!"

"Lola?"

Katakuri chewed the donuts in his mouth and said with great enjoyment, "Having left the Charlotte family, so she's fine?"

He smiled, a warm smile.

"Okay, Vlad, tell me what your purpose is!"

Katakuri said this as he leaned on his chair and stuffed donuts into his mouth without stopping.

"Well, as I said, I just want to come back and have a look!"

Vlad said this, "Why don't you believe it!"

Vlad really thought so. Is there anything wrong with finally going back to the new world to see his brothers and sisters? They are not superficial brothers, nor are they fake sisters. They are truly close relatives, both in terms of blood and emotions, so what's wrong with coming back to see them?

"Yeah?"

Katakuri didn't have any big reaction and was still enjoying his afternoon tea.

"Hey, it's really not bad!"

Vlad licked the plate with the cake clean and exclaimed, "The taste is really incredible!"

"Hey, Brother Katakuri,"

Vlad said casually, "How about coming over to my place?"

"Hm?"

Katakuri said in surprise, "What?"

Vlad smiled: "Brother Katakuri, come to my side! The big mom pirate group has no future, and that old woman can only engage in useless things like marriage. It's really not interesting!"

"So, Katakuri-nii, come to me! Come to my ship!"

"Are you out of your mind?"

Katakuri didn't care at all, "Vlad, how can you say such a stupid thing?"

"That's right, that crazy woman, you can't escape from this pirate group in one day!"

Vlad scratched his head and smiled, "Forget it, I'm a little excited!"

"Let's do this! Brother Katakuri! Let's make a bet!"

Vlad said so.

"..."

Katakuri ignored him and stuffed donuts into his mouth.

"Sooner or later, my Fire Dragon Pirates will have a battle with the Big Mom Pirates! It won't take long, maybe within the next year or two!"

Vlad didn't care at all that he was now in the territory of the Big Mom Pirates, nor did he care that the person sitting in front of him was the top cadre of the Big Mom Pirates and the most capable assistant of Aunt Charlotte Lingling. He said this unscrupulously.

"Let's use the outcome at that time as a bet!"

"If I win, you will join my pirate group!"

Vlad said so.

"Meaningless!"

Katakuri sneered, "The pirate group led by mom is invincible!"

"That's impossible to say!"

Vlad smiled.

"Brother Vlad, you just said what if you win, what if you lose?"

Pudding asked curiously.

"I lost? How could I lose?"

Vlad said in surprise.

"Eh--"

Pudding was speechless.

"Hm?"

Vlad turned his head sharply.

"Hey, hey, isn't the surprise a little too big?"


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