Pocket Thief [Katakuri x Reader]

11. Let's Talk

There's nothing like a good ol' training session to get the blood pumping.

Charlotte Oven and Daifuku sent blow after blow to their main target, their brother Charlotte Katakuri. They pushed their devil fruits to the limit. Oven heating up his fists in high degrees and Daifuku coordinating his attacks with the genie within him, but neither of them were a match for the minister of flour.

Oven held his fists up in a sluggish pose while Daifuku pants defeated on the ground. Katakuri however, remained unaffected by the assault, somehow being one step ahead of them with his observation haki.

If only he could be five steps ahead of the masked thief.

Even though the three are outdoors, the training session could be felt throughout the cake building. Shaking the Chateau to its core.

Smoothie eventually had to intervene, being the least fearful of the bunch currently residing in the chateau, or at least until mama approved her as a minister.

"Hey, keep it down you three, unless you want me to hand your asses." the sister called out, a challenging smirk on her face.

"You're on." Daifuku accepted, despite still being worn out in the floor.

"Oh and Brother Katakuri, mama wants to see you in the nursery." she referred to the eldest of the triplets.

"I'll be there." the sweet commander says with a wipe of his forehead. Fighting with Oven always tends to make the room uncomfortably hot.

Katakuri made his way down the halls of the château, occasionally passing by to see either the staff doing their work, homies chanting happily or his siblings busy in their own activities.

"You should've seen the look on her face! It was priceless, she didn't do a thing." Charlotte Cracker cackled within one room.

Katakuri's eye twitch, already knowing who they were talking about.

A familiar pastel colored door homie came to view. Happily singing a soft lullaby until it saw Charlotte Katakuri approach him, fearfully opening at the sight of him.

The nursery room is remincecent of a playground, filled to the brim with pastel colors, soft blankets, pillows and toys or any kind. Although there are maids exclusively focusing on taking care of Big Mom's younger children, Linlin occasionally had that tiny mother-like instinct to check on her own creations once in a while.

Since that's how she views all her children.

"Greetings mama." Katakuri bows respectfully to his mother.

"Ah, Katakuri there you are." Charlotte Linkin was currently sitting on a stack of pillows and blankets carrying a baby snake neck Wiro in her arms, the newest addition to the Charlotte family.

"I thought it would be nice to check on the younglins, don't you think? They can be so frail and dependable at times." she coos the baby in her arms. "That's why we need the rest of the family to be strong, so the younger ones can be safe." her voice was sweet and mellow, but there was something false behind it.

"I agree." Katakuri's magenta eyes softened at the sight of his baby brother Wiro, his stubby little arms stretching out towards Katakuri.

"And what better way to keep the family safe by also securing the future bloodline?" Linlin smiles reassuringly, however, the way the light of the room casts shadows on her face, makeing her look malicious in nature.

Katakuri's shut his eyes for a moment.

So that's what this is about.

"I've heard your siblings talk about a baker in Sweet City. Care to explain?" she hums.