[One Piece] I heard you can make donuts

The sun is scorching hot in October, and the autumn of Wheat Island is sometimes as hot as summer. The children on the street chase each other, licking the ice cream that is melting in their hands from time to time, looking very happy.

"Sister Denat, are you going to deliver donuts to Katakuri-sama?"

"That's right, you—"

"We'll wait for you in the shop right now, we won't buy more desserts and won't run around and cause trouble for Sister Anne."

"Huh? Oh, okay."

It had been ten days since Katakuri came back last time, and Denat had gradually gotten used to the change in the attitude of the people on the island towards her.

Compared with the slightly dissatisfied and critical eyes when they first arrived, the attitude of the islanders is much better now.They seem to have accepted that she can send donuts to their god-like Katakuri-sama every day, and they will no longer show envious eyes to her because of it.

And this change, Denat vaguely feels that it has something to do with Katakuri's actions on the day of the autumn harvest dinner.Perhaps to these islanders who valued Katakuri more than anything else, his words that day were an inviolable order that put her in a special place.

But in any case, for Denat, it is certainly a good thing that she does not have to get a bunch of prickly glances every day when she goes out, but when she thinks that this change is all caused by that man, she will feel a little confused in her heart. Unidentified emotions.

I always feel that Charlotte Katakuri has suddenly appeared in her life since the moment she set foot on the land of Wheat Island. When she came to her senses, he had invaded her small world domineeringly and occupied her extremely important part.

I really don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing...

"Good afternoon, Lord Denat."

Before she knew it, Denat had reached her destination.Katakuri's castle was still as magnificent as ever. The chess piece soldiers standing at the gate were very respectful, bent down and lowered their heads, and slowly opened the gate of the castle for her.

"Welcome to Katakuri-sama's castle, please go this way."

Go straight through the front hall and turn right, walk through the long corridor, pull down the second decorative flower column on the left of the oil lamp on the wall at the end, and the wall will open, revealing the last short section of the castle hall.

Having been here so many times, Denat has already memorized these routes by heart.She remembered that when she first came here, she only dared to look down at her toes when she was walking, and she was so frightened that she closed her eyes when the chessmen were fiddling with oil lamps, for fear that she would be silenced if she saw something she shouldn't have seen.

But now, perhaps because of the changes in attitudes towards her from the people around her, or perhaps because of the confidence she had gained from many successful contacts with Katakuri, she has dared to look at this low-key but luxurious castle decoration while walking. .

This light beige wallpaper with dark patterns is really beautiful, and it matches the overall style of SweetHome, but it looks expensive, and she doesn't dare to ask Katakuri such stupid questions as to where he bought the wallpaper, Next time, please ask someone from the decoration company to look for similar wallpapers.

"Come in, Lord Denat."

While Denat was thinking about the decoration style of the next branch, the chess soldier opened the heavy door in the hall, leaned forward, and made a gesture of invitation respectfully.

"Thank you."

After ten or so days of adaptation, Denat was able to smile and thank the pawn soldiers who called her lord.Ever since she knew that this was Katakuri's decision and no one could change it, she tried her best to ignore the little twist in her heart.Now, under the respectful gaze of what she considers to be a terrifying pirate, she can also hold a large bag of donuts firmly and walk into the hall where Katakuri is.

"Master Katakuri, in addition to the chocolate hazelnut flavor donut sprinkled with nuts that you ordered yesterday, I also brought a rum chestnut flavored donut with vanilla cream. This is something I researched yesterday. taste, please taste."

Carefully placing the kraft paper bag in his hand on the coffee table, Denat exhaled lightly, moved his right foot subtly, and shifted his weight to his left foot.

"Your foot hurt?"

Can this be found?

Denat twitched her fingers annoyedly, swallowed the introduction to the new donuts that she had prepared a long time ago, glanced at Katakuri's eternally moody expression, and answered his questions honestly.

"I sprained my right foot more than a month ago. It didn't hurt much at the time, and it was fine after a few days of rest. But yesterday, my foot slipped again, and it became a bit serious."

Denat, who grew up in elementary school, had been scalded countless times, and her tolerance for pain was stronger than ordinary people, so although her right ankle hurt a little, it was still within the tolerable range for her.He changed his posture just now, but it was just because he was afraid that Katakuri would see Ni Duan.

Anyway, you don't need to use your feet to make desserts. She intends to let this small sprain take its course and let it heal on its own.

"Pulp Boo, Boo Boo—"

"Send a doctor over here, quickly."

"click"

???

Denat raised her neck stiffly, and looked at the man who threw the phone bug aside and stood up from the sofa with tears in her eyes. It brought her a great sense of oppression and made her subconsciously want to back away.

Was he looking for a doctor for her just now?It's three o'clock in less than 10 minutes, shouldn't he conjure up the glutinous rice shrine now, ready to enjoy his afternoon tea?

Why did it become like this!She really doesn't want to enjoy this special treatment!Charlotte Katakuri personally called the doctor. No matter how you think about it, this kind of treatment will shorten your life!

Under the huge impact, Denat almost turned into a black and white sculpture, and her soul went out of her body. Although all the sounds and pictures around her could be transmitted to the brain through the ears and eyes, they could not be processed into effective information in the end.

"sit down."

Katakuri's usual commanding tone without ups and downs made Denat's soul return instantly.

She blinked, and blinked again, looking blankly from Katakuri's furry scarf to his dark gold eyes, finally confirming that he was letting herself sit on his expensive-looking leather sofa.

"No, no, no, no," Denat, who was startled by his own knowledge, waved his hands desperately, and took a big step back. His shiny black eyes were full of fear, as if he had seen some prehistoric disaster. They can't straighten their masturbation, and they talk upside down, "It's good for me, me, me to stand, really, it's good to stand."

If she really sits in Katakuri's exclusive seat, she will definitely live a long life——

no!Absolutely not!If he really did that, those fans of his on Wheat Island would definitely kill her.She hasn't become the world's number one pastry chef yet!You can't just die like this!

"Master Katakuri! Are you injured?"

When Denat was shrouded in great fear, the door of the hall was snapped open, and a white coat with a medical kit rushed in. The wind blew past Denat like a wind, and a sudden brake came to a stop. in front of Katakuri.

However, his Katakuri-sama didn't even give him a look.

The tall man narrowed his dark golden eyes, ignored his white coat, looked over him at Denat, paused for a moment on her tearful and pitiful expression, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down, this island No one in the world dares to shoot you."

Katakuri slightly raised his voice, coupled with his displeasure now, his white coat turned pale as if he had thought of something after following him for many years, and he took a step back without a trace.

But when Denat heard this imperative promise mixed with anger, the first thing she wanted to do was not to shrink back, but to apologize.

She messed things up again, Denat looked down angrily and thought, Katakuri has done so many things for herself, and she also promised to make him the world's number one donut, how to say, he now She is also her big employer, and one of the people closest to her on this island.But she put on a scared look to him every day, and he would definitely be angry.

It's really rude, how can she treat her important guests like this, as a pastry chef, in addition to good craftsmanship, she must always greet guests with a smile.

Thinking of this, Denat took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She raised her head, and many pictures flashed in her mind.

After she landed on the island, Katakuri gave her all the licenses needed for SweetHome's business; at the autumn harvest dinner, he gave her a strong order so that no one on the island dared to look at her with disgust; When getting along with the islanders on an equal footing, she also nodded happily in agreement; she just found out that her foot was injured and immediately called the doctor...

Although there are many scary legends about him in the outside world, from her point of view, Katakuri is really a gentle and considerate person.

"Thank you, Katakuri-sama."

Denat felt that this was probably the first time since he landed on Wheat Island, he called Katakuri so convincingly as an adult.

She walked forward step by step, passed the white coat, and sat on the sofa that was still warm. Although her hands were still clutching the hem of the clothes awkwardly, there was no fear or anxiety in her clear eyes.

Katakuri didn't say anything more, and the stretched brows hinted that he was in a much happier mood.His sharp eyes glanced at the white coat two steps away, and he said calmly, "Show her the right ankle."

"Yes, it is!"

Although the white coat doesn't know what happened, but he has been able to work under the leadership of the BIGMOM Pirates for so many years, and he still has the ability to read words and deeds.The affairs of the cadres are not something that a small shrimp like him can inquire about. The only thing he can do is to keep his mouth shut and follow orders to do a good job.

He walked quickly to Denat's side, squatted down and said sorry, and helped her take off her shoes and socks, revealing her red and swollen insteps.

"This lady has a slight sprain, but it's nothing serious. I'll rub her with medicinal wine and it will be fine."

After a simple inspection for two or three seconds, he understood the illness. The white coat still maintained a serious expression, and reported this kind of sprain to Katakuri, which the pirates didn't even bother to look at. People wondered if he was diagnosing some difficult disease.

"Well, Master Katakuri, it's almost three o'clock now, how about you go and enjoy the afternoon tea first, and I'll sit here and let the doctor prescribe the medicine for me?"

After finding out that she was fine with what she expected, Denat immediately worried about another matter. She didn't want Katakuri to postpone the important afternoon tea because of her trivial matter.

Hearing Denat's serious words and meeting her clear eyes, Katakuri flickered for a moment.He glanced at the time displayed on the wall clock, used his ability to melt his hands, rolled up the bag of donuts and black tea on the coffee table, disappeared, and appeared in the open space in the middle of the hall.

"Don't leave until I come out."

These are the last words left before Katakuri was completely wrapped by the Nuomi Shrine.

"Click-"

The second hand turned, and it was [-]:[-], seven seconds had passed since Katakuri's afternoon tea time.

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