One Piece: Honey Badger Speedruns the World

The playful noise stopped abruptly. The group took a deep breath and stepped forward.

……

Cake Island, Cake Castle.

hum-

As the mirror surface rippled, Katakuri stepped out first, followed by Goss, Soton, and Brulee.

The moment I stepped out of the mirror, an atmosphere a thousand times heavier than the world inside the mirror rushed towards me.

It was a unique scent that blended the sweet aroma of candy with an overwhelmingly powerful aroma, enough to suffocate an ordinary person on the spot.

In the center of the enormous room, the pink mountain of flesh was feasting.

"Ma~ Ma~ Ma~ Ma~"

Charlotte Linlin grabbed a handful of still-screaming caramel puffs and stuffed them into her mouth. As she chewed, her gaze fell on the group of people who had just entered, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

"As expected of you, Katakuri!!"

The woman clapped her hands excitedly on the armrest, making all the Homies in the room tremble: "That idiot Montor just sent a message saying he'd received the documents, and you've already brought him back! Only my most reliable son could do something so fast!"

"You flatter me, Mom."

Katakuri bowed slightly, his tone respectful.

However, in this harmonious moment of maternal love and filial piety...

Thornton, who was hiding behind Brulee, poked out his huge crocodile head.

He blinked his innocent, large eyes, staring at the four emperors on the throne for a long time, then tugged at Goss's sleeve and muttered in a loud, childlike voice that could be heard throughout the room:

"Captain, are these the Four Emperors?"

"Looks so weak."

? !

The air seemed to freeze instantly. The middle-aged woman, who was chewing a cream puff, stopped in her tracks.

Napoleon, Zeus, and Prometheus, who were standing nearby, all stared wide-eyed.

Thornton, oblivious to the awkward atmosphere, recalled Goss's earlier instruction and, with a serious expression, pointed to the woman's heavily made-up face, continuing his critique:

"Look, her face is smooth, without a single scar."

"They even applied so many red and green things to cover it up..."

Without Death's signature, he's clearly a sheltered hothouse flower who's never experienced hardship.

brush--

Katakuri, who is known for his composure, suddenly broke out in a fine layer of cold sweat on his forehead.

Even Brulee was so frightened that she covered her mouth, her eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.

That stupid crocodile! What is he saying?! That's my mother!!

"Greenhouse...flowers?"

The woman slowly put down the cream puff in her hand.

She kept her head down, shadows obscuring her eyes, and only eerie whispers echoed through the air.

With a deafening roar, Zeus in the sky instantly transformed into dark clouds, and Prometheus ignited a raging fire. A palpable killing intent locked onto Soton.

"Um?"

The old woman stood up from the throne.

His terrifying height of 8.8 meters cast a shadow over half of the hall.

She walked heavily towards Soton, her enormous shadow completely enveloping the poor crocodile.

Boom, boom, boom.

Thornton finally sensed something was wrong, his tail standing on end in fear, and he cowered behind Brûlée, trembling: "Brûlée... this old lady without scars seems angry..."

The woman walked up to Thornton.

She didn't speak, but bent down, her huge face almost touching Thornton's nose.

Slurp—The old woman stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. The oppressive feeling in that instant made Katakuri grip his trident tightly, ready to deal with a berserk attack at any moment.

However, the next second.

The woman's nose twitched.

"Sniff...sniff..."

The woman narrowed her eyes, her initial murderous intent suddenly turning into doubt, and then into intense curiosity.

A powerful burst of Observation Haki instantly enveloped Soton's entire body:

"No gills...no webbed feet...the skin is scales, but not the slippery feel of a fish-man...it's essentially no different from a real crocodile."

"And this aura..."

The woman suddenly turned her head and glanced at Goss, who was picking his nose next to her.

"Mama~ Mama..."

The red light in the woman's eyes grew brighter and brighter: "Not human, not fish-man, and certainly not a mink..."

"Why do you two have the aura of sea kings? And the kind of aura of deep-sea overlords at that..."

"What on earth happened?!"

Suddenly, the woman reached out with both large hands, grabbed Thornton's cheeks, and kneaded them like dough, stretching Thornton's face out of shape.

"The feel! The scales! And the sound!"

"A creature I've never seen before! This isn't even in the World's Bestiary!!"

The anger on the woman's face vanished instantly, replaced by a kind of ecstatic joy, as if she had discovered a new toy.

"So cute!!! Ma~ Mama mama mama!!"

The woman hugged Soton tightly. Soton's huge body looked like a giant rag doll in front of her, and she rubbed her cheeks against Soton's rough crocodile skin.

"Waaaaah!!"

Thornton's eyes rolled back as the old woman's immense strength choked him; in his eyes, it was like being preyed upon by some gigantic monster: "Help!! Captain!! Brûlée!! This old lady without scars is going to eat a crocodile!!"

"Mama mama! It can even scream for help! That's so funny!"

The woman laughed heartily, completely ignoring Thornton's earlier offense: "Hey, you mink kid! Is this crocodile one of your crew members too? How about giving him to me? I'll give you anything you want!"

Beside him, Katakuri let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"I refuse."

Three words, crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

Goss stood in the center of the hall, hands in his pockets:

"Shortton is one of my crew members."

"No one can take him away without my permission."

"That's right, that's right," Thorton chimed in, shrinking his head into the old woman's arms.

Om-!

In that instant, Katakuri felt as if his heart was on a roller coaster, rushing up from the bottom of the valley and then plummeting straight down.

He suddenly covered his forehead, his calm expression almost crumbling.

What an idiot!

You already managed to get away with it by using your "rare creature" preference, so why did you have to provoke your mother's possessiveness at a time like this?!

Do you know what "refusing your mother's request" means in Wan Guo?!

The woman's smile froze. The cheerful atmosphere in the air vanished instantly, replaced by a suffocating chill.

pat.

The older woman let go of her hand.

Thorton fell to the ground like a rag doll, dazed and confused. Before he could get up, he was frozen in place by the terrifying chill emanating from the old woman.

"You mean...you won't give it to me?"

The old woman lowered her head, her childlike innocence vanished, replaced by the brutality and ruthlessness of a pirate emperor.

She did not immediately lash out, but turned around and walked back to the throne with heavy steps.

Boom, boom, boom.

Every step felt like stepping on everyone's nerves.

Splash!

The old woman sat back down on the enormous throne.

She looked down at Goss, her massive body seemingly blending into the darkness behind her, only her eyes flashing a captivating red light.

"No one has ever..."

The old woman's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell: "No one has ever dared to refuse my demands, Goss."

"What I want, I must have. Whether it's a snack or a rare animal."

The old woman stretched out her huge right hand, and a strange, viscous white substance was surging in her palm.

That's the power of the Soul-Soul Fruit—soul incantations.

The light in the entire room dimmed, and the Homies around screamed in terror and fled.

"Since you're unwilling to offer a gift voluntarily..."

The middle-aged woman grinned, revealing a despairing smile: "Then I'll set the rules!"

hum! ! !

A terrifying wave that struck straight to the soul instantly enveloped Goss and Soton.

This is an absolute judgment of the soul. If the person being judged feels even the slightest "fear" or "longing for life," their soul will be instantly taken away.

The old woman's devilish voice boomed through the hall:

"Stay or Life?!"

"Save the crocodile, or save your life?!"

Katakuri gripped his trident tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

This is a mother's method... making a choice between "having your partner taken away" and "death".

If Goss wavers even for a moment, even if it's out of fear to protect his companions, his soul will be instantly drained!

Thornton lay sprawled on the ground, tears and snot streaming down his face, utterly terrified: "The ship... Captain..."

However, Goss, who was at the eye of the storm, simply kept his hands in his pockets.

He raised his head, facing the overwhelming spiritual pressure that could instantly kill tens of thousands of pirates, his face expressionless.