One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 621 I Will Come to Find You

They should be dead.

I can still see them.

Ah!

Perhaps it's because I'm dreaming.

After all, that happens sometimes.

When Katakuri saw them, he realized he was dreaming.

After all, both of her younger sisters were already dead.

Garette, and Anana.

Garette disappeared a long time ago, and her fate is unknown.

They had tried to find it.

But it was as if the stone had sunk into the sea.

So many years have passed, and my mother has given up.

After all, she doesn't lack children.

For a mother, having one more child or one less child doesn't mean much.

But Katakuri did not forget.

That child once lay in his arms, quietly drinking milk.

He watched her grow up.

From a baby to a girl who can laugh and jump.

And there's Ana.

It died shortly after birth.

Even though she was still breathing when I was holding her.

But it seemed to be a fleeting moment of glory.

A small pink box is her final resting place.

He was buried forever without even a single photograph.

That shouldn't be the case.

Katakuri thought to himself.

Why would my sisters act this way?

So when Katakuri saw the image from his memory, he felt only endless sorrow.

Even in dreams, it's difficult for people to dream about things they've never seen before.

Garrett still looks like a child, just like she did more than ten years ago.

Anana looked sickly and lifeless.

He looked like a thin, frail baby.

Katakuri couldn't imagine what they would look like when they grew up, even in his dreams.

Both of them have red hair.

They are among the few children in the family to have inherited their mother's hair color.

Just like myself.

Red hair color is not very common.

I didn't inherit my mother's handsome appearance, but my pinkish hair made people realize that I was indeed Lingling's child.

If they were still alive, they would probably be wearing long, red hair and smiling happily at themselves.

She will surely be as beautiful as her mother was when she was young.

Unfortunately, Katakuri still couldn't imagine what they looked like back then.

Because that's something that can never happen again.

They will never appear in front of me again.

will never.

I'm such a bad brother.

Even in my dreams, I cannot see your future.

Just as he was thinking this, Garette, who was standing in front of him, seemed to move.

Her expression also changed.

The smile turned into sadness.

There were even tears.

This caught Katakuri off guard.

As an older brother, he has many habits.

For example, wiping away the tears of one's younger siblings.

He has cared for many children.

From as far back as he can remember, he and Perospero were interspersed in the nursery.

He was already very skilled at taking care of children.

It can quickly respond to any emergencies.

This is true even in dreams.

This is the instinct of love that he developed after becoming the older brother.

However, Garrett simply shook her head in refusal.

She declined Katakuri's offer of help.

And the sadness was fleeting; she looked at him with an almost resolute gaze.

He seemed to be muttering something to himself.

Although it was blurry, Katakuri still heard it clearly.

She said: I will come to find you.

……

A ray of sunlight peeked out of the window.

This also allowed Katakuri to awaken from his foggy dream.

Waking up in reality makes one quickly forget everything in the dream.

Including Katakuri.

He can no longer remember exactly what happened in his dream.

He only felt a touch of nostalgia.

There was also a deep sense of sadness.

There was still some unease.

There is nothing else.

"I will come to find you."

Katakuri was a little surprised when he realized what he was saying.

He seemed a little confused.

Was she sleeping too soundly?

This shouldn't be done.

Perhaps I've been too tired lately.

They are far too lacking in vigilance.

This is not a good example for an older brother.

Katakuri looked out the window and picked up the scarf hanging nearby.

Carefully cover your mouth.

As always, it's perfect.

Katakuri knew he needed to continue to be perfect.

He must never fall for the sake of his surviving brothers and sisters.