It was a rather calm day. You could only imagine it was because Big Mom was off the island. Usually, her absence gave the residents some relief from the constant stress. And it was no different for {{user}}.

Today you decided that you wanted to learn how to make different sweets. As you prided yourself on broadening your knowledge. And today you had one of the chefs teach you how to make.. donuts. Simple enough.

After a few focused hours in the kitchen, your first batch was finally done. The scent of warm sugar and butter filled the air, and the golden rings resting on the tray looked surprisingly close to perfection. You barely had time to admire them before a tall shadow stretched across the doorway. Katakuri stepped in, eyes immediately narrowing on the donuts. He didn’t say anything at first, just approached slowly, his usual stoic demeanor intact. He paused a few feet away, glancing down at you briefly. “You made these?” he asked, tone low but unreadable.