The "Never BE" Dating Game

You open a dating game.

"*Please give the cake in your hand to the brown-haired boy in front of you."

...You perfectly understand why such a plot would appear in a dating game. ...

Chapter 222: Grand Line Situation [Psychic] has been covered...

Chapter 222: Grand Line Situation [Psychic] has been covered...

"*【Psychic】Skill activated, current plot line automatically corrected!"

"*Storyline covered!"

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The player blinks.

The damage caused by Big Mom on Cake Island is being repaired bit by bit in an orderly manner - there is even a dedicated Homies construction team responsible for it.

If you don't have the resources, please find a doctor for your captain.

“Uaaaaaaaaa——”

A young Charlotte was tripped by a Homies soldier, rolled several times in an instant, and crashed into the ruined cake shop behind her.

With a loud 'bang', the crumbling building collapsed to one side under the heavy weight, and the buildings that were closely spaced apart collapsed one after another like dominoes.

Wow…

Those who moved quickly, like Charlotte, immediately ran away from the dangerous scene when they heard the noise, while the Homies soldiers who were a step slower were buried in the falling cream.

The player also saw a fat, furry bird flap its wings and fly out a second before being buried.

Oh! Beautiful little bird!

Just as I was about to reach out to take it, I suddenly noticed that the temperature around me seemed to have become cooler.

“…”

The shadow beneath his feet quickly grew larger. The player looked up blankly, and a giant decorative donut fell from the sky.

Sweet surprise!

The player didn't move, and the reflection of the big donut approached quickly.

bass--

A very thin white light flashed before his eyes, and the donut, which was five or six times larger than the player, suddenly broke into pieces, cut neatly, and fell around the player.

...I feel like there's a good chance I'll be safe if I just stand still.

"...Thank you!" The player turned around, and Doflamingo slowly lowered his hand. Reflecting on what had just happened, he suddenly realized, "So the Devil Fruit you ate was shattered—"

"String-String Fruit." He interrupted the player.

"—The String-String Fruit!" the player readily changed his words, then said curiously, "Huh?" "What is that...?"

Doflamingo held a birdcage woven from silk threads. He fondled the amaranth-red fur inside with his fingers, "A freshly caught bird."

Instead of being crushed by the rubble, it flew straight towards him.

Seeing the player staring at her, Doflamingo simply gave her the cage and the bird, and watched the player try to open the cage with a meaningful smile.

"If you want to be a wild thing, you need to break its bones first before it will obey you."

He bent his five fingers, and the birdcage tightened and shrank along with the thin string connected to Doflamingo's fingertips.

"I really like the animal's personality. It doesn't matter if it flies away," the player shook his head and held the birdcage towards him. "Please help me open it."

The birdcage disappeared, and a warm touch fell into the player's palm.

"..." Doflamingo, who was about to say something, paused.

A full-length mirror on the street that had remained intact began to show signs of abnormality. The smooth surface of the mirror began to melt like ice cream in the heat, and a figure emerged from it.

"A lot of mirrors on the main street have disappeared. I knew it must be Mom's bulimia..." A woman with upturned purple hair and a scar on her face with a hooked nose hurriedly asked the Minister of Sweets, "Perospero-nii, Katakuri-nii still hasn't—"

Noticing that there were people other than Perospero who were not from the Charlotte family present, she immediately stopped talking.

Perospero waved to her: "It's Brulee, you've come just in time, please entertain my mother's guests for me."

Doflamingo's glasses flickered, and he took the initiative tactfully: "Since the gift has been delivered, I won't bother you any further. When the banquet begins, my people and I will be there on time."

Charlotte Bray exchanged glances with the player: "..."

Muttering something eerily like 'I really want to scratch this face', the tall, withered woman obeyed her brother's instructions and led the player to the cake factory.

Whipped cream squeezed into spirals, colorful icing, and sugar grains were everywhere. Brulee was a little worried and said that except for the most important cake, players could take whatever they wanted.

They came to a giant cake in the middle of the cake factory, which was more than ten meters high and difficult to see even if they held their necks.

It is said that it has not been completed yet, but you can smell the rich and tempting sweet fragrance just by getting close to it.

It is worth noting that a corner of the bottom layer of the cake is missing, as if it was damaged by someone, and several cake chefs are working together to repair it.

"Each layer of the cake has a different theme, and my mom has been looking forward to it since a month ago."

When introducing the cake to the player, Brulee warned them not to get too close. A look of fear crossed her face. "Just a small part of it was destroyed by the intruder, and it's already giving me a food craving. If I don't get to eat the cake I've been looking forward to, I'll be so angry I'll lose my mind."

The player took a chocolate donut and felt a slight touch on the skin on the back of his hand. The bird with amaranth feathers jumped from his shoulder to his hand and pecked at it.

Totland says that even small animals like to eat sweets...

The player lowered his head and released the box weapon to tease the bird pecking at the donut. After all, the swift seemed to like the rain butterfly very much before.

The pair of small eyes with a calm luster stared at the butterfly flying in front of it. It opened its beak quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, swallowed the rain butterfly in one gulp, and sporadic blue flames spread out from its mouth.

The player said dryly: "Ah...eaten it..."

So fierce!

But because it had swallowed the Death Flame with rain attribute, the whole bird quickly became drunk and fell dizzy in the palm of the hand. The player poked the fluffy feathers on its chest that looked like a scarf with his fingers.

Brulee turned around and realized that the other party didn't seem nervous at all when she was panicking. She immediately exuded a sinister aura and threatened the player: "You look so relaxed, but I'm afraid you haven't realized that you have been abandoned by Tenyaksha yet."

"Don't you think it's cute?" The player showed her the fat chick that had been spread out into a triangular rice ball.

"Tsk... what's so good about it..." Brulee's indifferent attitude turned into curiosity after seeing it clearly. She subconsciously exclaimed softly, her tall figure bent uncomfortably, "It looks a lot like Katakuri-nii."

"Your brother is a bird?" the player was shocked.

Brulee raised her hand to pat the player on the head.

"It's this little bird that has beautiful feathers that are the same color as Katakuri's hair, and it also likes to eat donuts." She showed her kindness to the little bird that had the same characteristics as her brother, and pushed the donut that was pecked into pieces next to it towards it.

"Don't change the subject!" Realizing she was being led astray by the players, Brulee immediately returned to her sinister state. "Tenyasha kept you here, which means he has nothing to do with you. Even if something unexpected happens, he won't bring bad luck to his mother because of you."

She lets out an eerie, witch-like laugh, raises her hands upwards, and waits to hear the player scream in fear.

"You think he's a charming bastard, too, right?" the player said longingly.

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Bree choked: "...You are such a weirdo."

"...Anyway, don't just stand here with your bird in your arms and cause trouble. If something goes wrong, neither of us will survive." Brulee was not planning to continue taking the players to visit the cake, for fear of any accidents.

"At worst, I can take you to other islands." She hurriedly half-dragged the player away.

"That should take a long time—"

All the time is wasted on the boat ride.

"Without my ability, it's like this," Brulee looked around to see if there was anyone around. She pulled the player to a mirror with a hint of pride and lowered her voice, "Let's go to Wheat Island, which is run by Katakuri."

Didn’t Perospero say that the other party was recuperating? Would it be okay to disturb the patient rashly?

Brulee's fruit ability allows her to move freely between mirrors. Players look at the mirror world that looks like a chessboard with curiosity.

The surrounding walls are inlaid with mirrors of various sizes and shapes, leading to the outside world.

Through the palm-sized handheld mirror, I saw someone's dressing table.

Behind a round mirror, the foggy bathroom was reflected.

The player stopped in front of a diamond-shaped full-length mirror and saw Perospero, whom he had met not long ago. He seemed to be leading someone and did not notice this side.

"What are you dawdling about over there for? Let's go." Brulee, who was heading towards the mirror on Wheat Island, walked a distance before realizing that the player hadn't caught up with her, so she urged in a strange voice.

"Just thinking, this ability is so convenient," the player said, catching up with her again, "It can monitor everything in Totland."

"—I only use the mirror to check where an intruder is hiding when there's an intruder on the island!" Brulee suddenly yelled as if her tail had been stepped on, and a flush of embarrassment rose from her head. She tried to deny it, but it only made it more obvious. "I don't usually use my fruit ability to hide behind a mirror and spy on other people's privacy!"

Is the explanation so detailed?

Does this person look like Ilmi’s mother?

Walking through the mirror takes you to a completely different island, almost like falling into a rabbit hole that leads to another world.

"I still think it's amazing... Your family's devil fruit abilities are so interesting." The player who came to Wheat Island and sat side by side with the other party said with his face in his hands.

The Minister of Candy can make great use of candy.

"That's natural."

Brulee immediately revealed a look of pride. Noticing the player resting his chin on his hand and looking out to sea, she explained with a hint of pride, "If you want to stay in Totland, there are two ways."

"Submit your lifespan to Mom on time, or..." She raised her finger, a small smile appearing on her face, which was traversed by a scar. "Marry a Charlotte."

"Can I marry you too?" the player asked curiously, holding up his face.

"..." Bree suddenly stood up straight, so excited that she looked like she would bite her tongue at any moment, "Are you making fun of me?"

The player looked at Brulee's violent reaction in surprise. She stared at the player for a long moment before slowly sitting back down. She ruffled her purple hair, covered her face with her hands, and said sullenly, "...I hate pranks the most. Any prankster who tries to tease me will be thrown into the mirror world for a few days."

Player: "I shouldn't be laughing?"

Bree said unhappily: "So you can still stand here."

She hugged her knees, imitating the player, and touched the skin on her face. The player didn't look at Brulee, but looked at the sparkling sea: "I always run into annoying people. Do you want to go out to sea and see?"

"Someone once told me that the sea is broad and inclusive."

"..." Bree stared at her blankly, without blinking for a long time. After a while, she turned her face away and hummed uncomfortably.

Ha ha!

It made up for the regret of not performing well when I talked to Luo last time!

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Perospero led the team to the front: "Please follow me."

The hem of his dress brushed against a tall, full-length mirror. The man who had been leisurely following Perospero caught a glimpse of his figure flashing in the mirror from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but utter a short, puzzled sound: "...Hmm?"

"What's the problem, redhead?"

"Um, no."

Shanks placed his hand on his forehead, as if reminiscing, with a bright smile on his face.

"I seem to see a very cute child."