"Zeraora, how about helping with a delivery? Plus, you can directly bring back the chef that Lord Arceus is looking for. By then, you can choose any chef on Cake Island as you please."
Queen then told Zeraora about what had happened before and handed him the prepared box.
He didn't refuse to make the delivery for Queen, mainly because it would also fulfill Arceus's order to find a chef. According to Queen, whichever chef he wanted, the BIG MOM Pirates wouldn't refuse him.
"It's all up to you. Make sure to charge them well, don't hold back."
"I'm not good at haggling, so it's better if you handle it then."
Zeraora was not skilled in those types of activities, so the important task still fell on Queen.
"Alright, I'll handle it. Make sure to describe the expression of that long-tongued guy to me afterward; just thinking about it sounds interesting. Oh, and make sure to deliver it within a day. Head out as soon as possible."
"Got it, let Setsuna know for me that I'll be back in a few days." With that, he launched himself away, leaving directly without using a ship because he didn't need to go through the Hidden Port—he could fly there directly.
He could fly back on his own, but bringing a chef would take a few days.
Not long after Zeraora left, Setsuna appeared in new clothes.
"Zera... huh? Where's Zeraora?"
"Oh, he went to deliver something for me to the Whole Cake Island; he'll be back in about ten days or so."
However, after answering, he felt something was off. Setsuna didn't say a word, just stared at him with an expression that seemed familiar, just like how Shaina looked at him years ago. Finally, Setsuna left, but it seemed like she was heading to Shaina's place, which gave Queen a very bad feeling.
His instincts told him that danger was slowly approaching.
...
The Tottland Sea Region, Cake Island, Charlotte Linlin's rampage continued.
"Brother Peros! What's going on?"
"The Hundred Beasts crew said the items would arrive within a day; it's only been half a day, so just hang in there."
During this time, the chefs on Cake Island had tried countless ways of making banana ice cream cake, but none could satisfy Charlotte Linlin.
Without bananas cultivated by Tropius, no recipe could perfectly blend the fruit flavor.
The head chef, Streusen, was so stressed from experimenting that he eventually fainted. Without Streusen, the kitchen on Cake Island fell into complete chaos.
Even though the BIG MOM Pirates had a large number of people, they were of no help in dealing with the rampaging Charlotte Linlin. Especially the Homies, who were useless and even added to the confusion when she was angry.
Zeus, Prometheus, and Napoleon tried to calm Charlotte Linlin down. If they joined the destruction, it would be a disaster.
But Charlotte Linlin alone was already a nightmare for her children. If they felt any fear, she could take their lifespan. Only Katakuri and a few others could barely delay her rampage to minimize casualties.
Since Perospero hung up the Radio Snail, a whole day had passed, and many areas on Cake Island were severely damaged.
"Brother Katakuri! There's something in the sky!"
People around saw a yellow flash of light in the sky, mixed with the rumbling sound of thunder, heading directly towards Cake Island.
"Now... Could it be the Hundred Beasts Pirates?" Katakuri's Observation Haki wasn't trained enough to foresee the future, so he couldn't know what would happen in due time.
Though they were supposedly holding off Charlotte Linlin, they were no match for her when she was rampaging. The best they could do was to interfere from a distance.
If they really redirected Charlotte Linlin's fury onto themselves, no one could withstand it, so Katakuri could still spare a moment to look at other directions.
As the Thunder Light landed, Zeraora revealed his original form.
"That guy... Thunder Light Zeraora, from the Hundred Beasts Pirates! Finally, they've come!"
"The item, is the item here?"
Several people dressed as pastry chefs quickly surrounded him. Once they saw the bananas Zeraora had brought, they grabbed them and rushed to the kitchen. All the ingredients were ready, only missing these crucial bananas.
Zeraora looked at the devastated country around him. It was completely different from the time he attended the tea party here, not even a shadow remaining.
"You're finally here."
They didn't know from where Zeraora had rushed over; the fact that the Hundred Beasts Pirates' base had moved to Wano Kuni was still essentially a secret, known only to certain people in the World Government.
Although it only took one day to get here, this period was sheer torture for the BIG MOM Pirates.
Only by facing a monster of BIG MOM's level could they truly understand pure terror, even if they weren't the primary target. This ordeal had kept their nerves constantly on edge.
Now that the lifesaving bananas had arrived, they finally felt relieved.
Working overtime, the special banana ice cream cake was finally finished.
"Mom! Here's the cake!" Katakuri shouted loudly from beside the cake cart and quickly backed away, leaving only the cake in Charlotte Linlin's line of sight.
"Cake... Give me banana ice cream cake!"
Charlotte Linlin's physique hadn't started to change at this point, but she sat on the ground without care for appearances, devouring the cake with no regard for her image.
Her children all showed relieved expressions at this, as the crisis was finally resolved.
Yet, while it might be over for others, Perospero still faced trouble because Zeraora handed him a Radio Snail.
"What's this...?"
"Lend me a few pastry chefs, we have a birthday party to throw back there. This Radio Snail is from Queen. He wants to discuss other conditions with you."
To ensure he wouldn't give Perospero any leverage when negotiating for chefs, Zeraora was specifically told to make the request directly, while Queen handled other terms.
Zeraora didn't know what discussions took place, but judging by Perospero's expression, they must have been very demanding.
As for the chefs, Katakuri directly decided to lend them to Zeraora, as the Cake Island had a large culinary army, so lending a few chefs was nothing.
To express his gratitude for timely assistance, Streusen offered to personally help design the cakes.