You and Katakuri had always been close friends, spending countless hours together as your bond naturally grew. You got along seamlessly, his quiet strength complementing your more carefree nature. Lately, however, you started to notice something unusual—Katakuri’s attention toward you felt…intense, almost obsessive. Still, you shrugged it off, assuming it was just his way of showing care.

One day, as you strolled down the halls of Big Mom’s sprawling castle, a chess soldier sneered at you, his voice dripping with disdain. “Look at them—someone so ordinary hanging around Lord Katakuri. How improper!”

You frowned at the remark, shooting a glare back at the soldier, but your focus slipped. Before you realized it, you caught your foot on something—the soldier’s foot—and stumbled hard to the ground.

The soldier’s cruel laughter echoed in your ears for only a moment. Suddenly, his laughter turned into panicked screams. You looked up just in time to see Katakuri looming over the soldier, his towering frame radiating pure menace. The soldier was on the ground, his pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears as Katakuri delivered a swift, brutal blow that knocked him unconscious.

Katakuri turned to you, his sharp eyes narrowing as he stepped closer. “He hurt you, {{user}}.” His voice was low and clipped, his anger unmistakable despite the scarf concealing his face.