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Capítulo 397: Morning of the Wedding

Pudding had a plan.

Sanji had yet to run off with his little friends, which meant that she was likely to be forced to marry the complete loser. When she woke up this morning and the staff started her preparations and makeup for the wedding, she knew that he was still in the chateau and as such seemingly all hope of him running away was lost.

That was until a thought occurred to her. A part of her plan when she was still going to kill him during the ceremony could be used for a different purpose.

All she had to do was reveal her third eye to him at a critical moment, ideally when he lifted her wedding veil for the kiss. When he saw it, he would recoil in disgust and create a controversy as a result. With the right words in that moment of weakness, she would break his will to go through with the marriage!

"What's so funny, Pudding-sama?" her makeup artist asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm just giddy about the wedding, is all. Pay me no mind and continue," Pudding excused. She hadn't even realized that she had been laughing to herself maniacally.

'Pudding-sama is so cute~! I'll do my best!' the makeup artist thought, deciding then and there to do the best she had ever done!

Meanwhile Pudding was caught up imagining all the different ways that Sanji might react to her true appearance, none of them being very good. Her favorite was the one where he faints like a little bitch.

"Where did that woman go?" Bege asked in a whispered tone.

"She told one of the men that she was going to 'find a blacksmith' last night and hasn't returned since then, Godfather," one of Bege's men answered.

Bege frowned. There was no good reason for her to have run off to find a blacksmith in the middle of the night before a major operation.

Bege glanced at Katakuri who was perched atop the gate into the wedding venue. The man's presence here made him nervous, and with a missing member of his plot he was beginning to worry that the whole plan had been exposed.

Since Bege had arrived here about a year ago, Katakuri had never lost the look of distrust from his eyes when he looked Bege's way. Worse, Katakuri had always had a keen instinct and in combination with his monstrous observation haki, he was a force that couldn't be crossed.

Katakuri had killed one of the guests before they could even draw his weapon already this morning, so Bege reckoned he was in a bad mood on top of the other troublesome points about the man.

Katakuri perked up and Bege turned his attention back to his duties. Bege suppressed a frown when he saw who was coming.

"Oh, it's Budgie, right? Long time no see," Cherry strolled up to and right passed him.

"Oi! We have to check you for weapons before you can go inside!" Bege shouted at her.

Cherry shot a dirty look his way that said 'Do you have any idea who I am?' then ignored him. "Katakuri, you really got this idiot working security?"

Bege was caught between a feeling of anger and the necessity to maintain his cover. He wasn't supposed to have had contact with Cherry and had to play the part of a loyal dog. She really wasn't making his job easy, though.

"I'll handle this one, Bege," Katakuri commanded and hopped down from the top of the gate. Bege was simultaneously relieved and alarmed.

"The sword, the pistol, and the spear. Hand them over," Katakuri spoke succinctly, holding out his hand toward Cherry.

"Hehehe, you're well informed, I see. These hands of mine are just as dangerous as my weapons, you know?" Cherry chuckled, and handed over the three blood-bound weapons. It wasn't like she couldn't call them to her if she needed them.

"Irrelevant, rules are rules," Katakuri said curtly.

Cherry twirled her hair around a finger and fluttered her eyelashes. "So… are you going to accept the engagement?"

Katakuri nearly spat blood. "NEVER!!!"

Bege and his men were shocked to see the man get so worked up.

"Ah… I see…" Cherry looked so forlorn and despondent at the moment that every man within sight of her felt an instinctive desire to comfort her. Even Katakuri felt a stabbing sensation through his heart so profound that he briefly thought he was literally stabbed.

"I… er… um…" Katakuri didn't know what to say and was immensely glad to have Cherry's confiscated weapons in his hands because he wouldn't know what to do with his hands otherwise.

Bege and his men's jaws had dropped. There he was, the mountain of masculinity and greatest warrior under Big Mom's flag, flustered by a woman.

Meanwhile, Katakuri was having an internal crisis. Had he misjudged her? Was his image of her in his head a caricature of a troublesome woman and it was only natural for her to be more complex than that in reality?

Katakuri's eyes flashed and all his unease faded away. "You can't fool me, Cheapshot."

"Damn, I thought I'd get it passed you for sure…" Cherry stomped her foot frustratedly.

Bege and his men were confused by this very sudden change in atmosphere, like from a man and a woman experiencing the awkward beginnings of a dramatic romance to an adult scolding a child for a prank.

As for what that prank may have been, only Cherry and Katakuri would ever know because he had foreseen it before she could pull it off. Or that's how it would have been until Cherry handed over a dull-edged dagger dripping with fake blood to Katakuri, who accepted it without any sign of being surprised.

"One of these days you'll let your guard down again and I'll get you good!" Cherry pointed at Katakuri with her other hand on her hip as she made the declaration without an ounce of shame for the failure of her adolescent prank.

As Cherry swiveled on her feet and walked into the venue, one of Bege's men exclaimed, "Godfather! You're bleeding!"

"What?" Bege was startled. His subordinate was pointing at his back, right around where his left kidney would be.

He pulled off his coat and found a bloody red splotch with a small hole through it where his man had pointed at him. Given the fact that he hadn't actually been stabbed, it was immediately clear what had happened.

Bege shot a glare in Cherry's direction where he met her eyes as the gate closed behind her and she winked at him with a smirk.

Unbeknownst to Bege, Katakuri was sweating a bit. He hadn't seen her do that to Bege at all, hadn't even noticed after the fact. Did he catch her attempt on himself because attacks on oneself were easier to sense with observation haki or because she had wanted him to catch her?

'No, she can't have improved that much in such a short time. That kind of genius simply couldn't exist.' Katakuri assured himself, and he wasn't exactly wrong to believe so.

There existed a possibility that Katakuri was afraid to even consider; that Cherry could have learned enough about Katakuri himself to fool his haki specifically.


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Capítulo 398: Schmoozing with Crime Lords

Cherry had to admit that Big Mom knew how to throw a party. If it wasn't for the scum and villainy that made up most of the guest list and the fact that Smoothie was juicing a 'woman who had stabbed a hundred men' and an innocent giraffe, then she could even imagine having a good time here.

She did try the freshly squeezed lava juice, though. It had a peculiar flavor that didn't quite compare to anything that was actual food. The closest was probably pure capsaicin on rotten scrambled eggs with an iron and charcoal aftertaste, but somehow not horrifically disgusting?

She'd just stick to wine.

"If it isn't Cheapshot Cherry. It's the first time I've seen you at one of these. Are the Straw Hats planning to fall under Big Mom's flag, perhaps?" Morgans asked with that ever curious glint in his eyes, giving no signs that he had met her before this moment recently.

The men and woman he had been socializing with turned to regard her as he addressed her. Cherry suspected that they were prominent individuals in the underworld if Morgans was giving them any attention.

Cherry eyed the woman among the group. She was a blonde beauty with a bodacious body, but that wasn't what caught Cherry's attention. It was the fact that she held herself like a master of Rokushiki would if they were trying to hide the fact that they were, in fact, a master of Rokushiki.

It was in the way they could hold an incredible amount of tension in their muscles while appearing perfectly at ease at the same time, so that they could act in an instant without drawing suspicion beforehand. The perfect martial art for an assassin and/or infiltrator.

Cherry would know what that looks like since she had met a few folks like that back at Water Seven, though she had to give the mysterious woman credit where it's due because she nearly missed it herself.

"Probably not," Cherry answered Morgans before an awkward silence could arise. "My captain is far too willful to subordinate himself to anyone. I'm just here to make sure this isn't some roundabout method to assassinate our cook."

"Do you think that's likely?" The blonde 'totally not a Cypher Pol spy' asked. "Oh, I'm Stussy, by the way. I run the prostitution business around these parts, if you're unfamiliar with me."

"Don't sell yourself short, Stussy. They call her the Queen of the Pleasure District, you know, but don't take that to mean she is easily bullied!" A man in a striped suit that made his tall lanky form seem even more so, which would have made him imposing if not for his long pink nose and bushy gray mustache. "Giberson, they call me 'The Concealer'. If you ever want to get into smuggling, give me a call."

Giberson handed her a business card for a seemingly innocuous shipping company.

"I was trying not to spook her with a meaningless title," Stussy looked nonplussed that Giberson had outed her identity.

"It's hardly meaningless, and she'd find out soon enough anyways," Giberson defended.

"Shut your yapper, Giberson! Let her answer Stussy's question, I can smell a story!" Morgans spoke quickly with more than a hint of irritation.

"I doubt it. Most likely this is just those scummy Vinsmokes sacrificing a piece that doesn't belong to them, but Sanji wants to go through with it, so I won't stop him," Cherry sipped at her wine glass unconcernedly.

Morgans managed to look disappointed and Stussy looked thoughtful.

"Cut it out with the dour mood, this is a party! How often are you able to enjoy one of these? Once or twice a year?" Giberson exclaimed, chugging down a bottle of wine.

"That's true. This may even be the only one I'm invited to, so I intend on enjoying it quite thoroughly," Cherry said, smiling knowingly at Morgans. "Maybe I'll catch you later."

Cherry left them whilst shooting finger guns in their direction and giving a wink at Stussy. To anyone else, it was just a quirky way to say goodbye, but Stussy took it an entirely different way.

'How does she know?! How does she know?! How does she know?! How does she know?! How does she know?!' Stussy's mind swirled in turmoil even as she smiled sweetly on the outside.

Stussy was one amongst a rare few who had mastered Shigan's advanced form, which turned an already lethal finger jab into a deadly ranged attack. Cherry's finger guns were practically screaming 'I know who you really are~', and she couldn't fathom how.

She was far too confident in her abilities to believe the truth, that Cherry had simply sussed her out with a glance. It was far more likely, in her mind, that there was an information leak. That would place her in an incredibly dangerous position.

'I need to corner her and get some answers…' Stussy thought dangerously.

Cherry was blissfully ignorant of the storm that was brewing because of her little joke. Currently she was busy trying to orient herself above the kitchens in such a way that she could slip down and back up to the rooftop without anyone noticing that she had left.

Fortunately, that wasn't very difficult to do as the rooftop was covered in ostentatious décor that provided more than enough in the way of breaking line of sight with the other guests.

She became ethereal, fell through the floor and directly into the massive wedding cake that the chefs were putting the finishing touches on. She took a large mirror out of her armor pocket directly at the center of the cake, just as Luffy had asked her to do.

His plan was to use Brulee's power to burst out the cake with a bunch of animals from the forest that Brulee had altered to look like himself, creating a maelstrom of chaos as a result.

It was a good idea that served to call attention away from Bege as he enacted his own part of the plan, or it would if not for an obvious flaw.

'Big Mom will probably go into one of her hunger pang fits when this cake gets trashed, won't she?' Cherry thought.

She couldn't imagine that Bege hadn't realized this possibility, unless he was even dumber than she thought he was, which would be quite the feat. Cherry reckoned that he must be absurdly overconfident in his success, because at that point Big Mom should be dead and therefore her hunger pangs wouldn't be an issue.

Cherry was the opposite. She was certain the Bege would fuck up big time, and as such her hunger pangs were a very real and almost guaranteed complication.

'And I'll be there to save the day, hehehehehehe~!' Cherry cackled to herself.

A muffled "Did you guys hear somebody cackling?" caused Cherry to go silent and resume her task.

She situated the mirror upright and created a small hollow space for it to sit inside so that this side of the mirror wouldn't just be a wall of cake.

'Now I just need to go back up, enjoy the finer side of life for a bit, and wait for everything to kick off with the escape mirror,' Cherry nodded at her handiwork.


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