“Waaa… Waaa…”

  “Mama Linlin, my brother’s bullying me!”

  “Mamamama… be good, children, you have to get along!”

  “That’s not true…”

  “Don’t run around…”

  Time flew by.

  In the blink of an eye, six years had passed.

  In Totto Land waters, above Atntis—

  Multicolored bubbles drifted about in a geous, dreamy amusement park. Children with silvery-white hair and wings on their backs—each with differeures—ran bad forth, making a ruckus. Most were between the age when they were just learning to walk and around four or five years old. There were more than a dozen of them in total.

  Some were only slightly bigger than a typical human child, while others were gigantic—even parable in size to giant children of the same age.

  Off to the side stood Linlin, Sally, Helen, Baka, Galette, and the other women. There were also a few—Nef, Stussy, Tethys, Amatsuki Toki, Shimotsuki Furiko—who had traveled through time two years prior and, during their pregnancies, had undergohe mature Lineage Factor surgery. They had already helped expand the Kukulkan Family, and over the past few months, they had oer another bee pregnant again.

  “Linlin, I heard this time you’re carrying quintuplets?”

  Stussy, herself heavily pregnant, stared in amazement at Linlin’s slightly swollen belly. “That’s incredible!”

  “Mamamamama… I was hoping to outdo everyone else’s total bined, but it looks like that won’t be possible…”

  Linlin narrowed her crest-moon eyes and ughed. “After giving birth to these five little ones, El Onii said I ’t keep pushing my body further—it’d be too damaging to my health!”

  Twelve years ago, she had given birth to Ares, an absolute prodigy. Eleven years ago, she bore the twin boy and girl, Hyde and Athena. Then she rested for five years. Six years ago, she became pregnant with triplets again; after delivering them, she was made to rest once more, following El for training on the Red Line. Now, six years ter, she regnant with quintuplets. Not long ago, the fetuses had undergone a Lineage Factor procedure while still in the womb. ting these five in her belly, that made eleven children total—enough, for the time being.

  “Mom, where are Big Sis Eden and Frey—Auntie Helen’s son?”

  A giant toddler ran over, chubby and adorable, about two years old, with jewel-like eyes, bck wings sprouting from his back, and bzing fmes behind his head. Huggihys—tall, golden-haired, blue-eyed, and striking—he looked up at her and asked:

  “Mom, I want to go too!” the little one, named Loki, shouted.

  Tethys smiled at her treasured son—who had been ceived after she traveled ten years through time and then underwent Lineage Factor surgery two years ago. “Your sister Eden and your cousin Frey went out training with your father!”

  “Mamamamama… don’t worry, you’ll see them soon enough,” Linlin said with a ugh. “We’re about to head out ourselves in a moment!”

  Strictly speaking, if it hadn’t been for the time-travel, Loki—named by El—would already be around the same age as Ares, nearly twelve years old. This time, El had summohunder, Wind, Fire Disaster, plus Hajrudin and many others. His iion was to thhly gauge how much the younger members of the Kukulkan Family had improved in their years of training.

  Of course, to be precise, he was mostly pnning to check the strength of those Lunarian youngsters over ten years old. Naturally, the rest of the family couldn’t bear to miss such a major event. They decided t Atntis aloirely, effectively bringing the little ones as well.

  “Linlin, we’re ready to go,” said Gerd as she walked over with a smile. “Tsuru and Lillian have already gone on ahead.”

  As a giant, Gerd had grown even more stunning over the st six years of her youthful prime. Her younger daughter, the six-year-old Her (the twelfth child), was still off to the side pying. As a merd couldn’t wait to see how Thor, Sur, and the other firstborns would perform.

  “Mamamamama… let’s get moving!” Linlin said, brimming with enthusiasm. “I hardly wait myself!”

  She, too, was excited to see how her eighth child, Ares, as well as her ninth ah, Hyde and Athena, had progressed. As for her thirteenth, fourteenth, and fifteenth childreia, Apollo, and Hephaestus, a set of triplets—at only six years old, there was o say much.

  …

  Meanwhile, off in the Calm Belt, on a certain uneven and pitted isnd—

  More thay individuals, each sp gray-white hair, bck wings, and fmes dang behind their heads, had gathered. Their ages ranged from five to about seventeen, and they clustered in small groups, excitedly chatting and buzzing with anticipation. Nearby stood the Fallen Angel Pirates’ core officers, such as Thunder, Fire, and Wind Disaster.

  “Ohoho… El, when are we starting?” Hajrudin raised his arms and boomed in a thunderous voice, ughing. “I ’t wait to see what the princes and princesses do!”

  All these years, he’d been battling away in the New World alessly training, building a formidable level of bat prowess fiant. Unfortunately, about six months prior, he was defeated by Shimotsuki Ushimaru, the Pegasus Sword Hero. Even with his Paramecia “Ssh-Ssh Fruit,” which made him resistant to bde attacks, he couldn’t overe Ushimaru’s ever-improving, near-perfect Shimotsuki-style swordsmanship. As a result, he’d lost his spot among the Eight Vajra. Ever since, Hajrudin had been redoubling his efforts daily, striving to awaken his Devil Fruit powers and recim his lost rank.

  “Me too…” Little Oars scratched his head in frustration.

  “Hahahaha…”

  El crossed his arms, taking in the sight of his children who had gradually grown into handsome youths and lovely young dies. “Don’t be impatient. We’ll begin once Linlin and Gerd get here—otherwise, they’ll be upset!”

  “Uncle Ushimaru, I’m really looking forward to crossing swords with you!”

  A tall young man, fair and handsome, sp a third eye, walked over. He couldn’t help but look at Shimotsuki Ushimaru with bzing i in his gaze. Six years had passed, and Dal, now seventeen, stood around the same height as Little Oars, his features sharp and striking. He was like a newly uhed sword, his aura brimming with razor-like iy—truly imposing.

  “I’m very eager to test Yhness’s sword skills myself!” Ushimaru replied with a calm smile, also battle-ready. As a swordsman, he se ohat Dal owerful. Ushimaru, the Pegasus Sword Hero, had already surpassed the famed sword master Shimotsuki Kouzaburou years before aly defeated Haeldin, seg his own position among the Eight Vajra. Although he khis exceptionally gifted “Dal-sama” possessed unfathomable strength, Ushimaru—at the peak of his own ability—did not believe Dal had already surpassed him.

  Bleam