“Ma mama ma ma ha ha,” Big Mom laughed upon seeing her grandchild. “Why, he looks just like you in your infancy, Katakuri.” She carefully took the child into her hands, looking at him as if to admire the quality of an object. “I would assume this is the reason why you wanted to hold off the usurpation of Cainnen?” Big Mom glanced at her son.
“Yes, Mama,” Katakuri gave a nod. “Wyleen will still be taking the lead; I have no concerns regarding her abilities.”
“Very good,” she bounced Pon slightly, causing the child to giggle and squeal with delight, “time is running out; you promised me a year.”
“I still plan to make good on that promise, Mama. Once her sutures heal, I will be getting her back into fighting shape. I don’t imagine it will take much, seeing as she single-handedly brought tw
