The next morning, Carl came to Garling's bedroom to have breakfast.
Garling was wearing the same pajamas as Carl, which was in stark contrast to Carl, who was dressed neatly.
Seeing Carl, Garling smiled and said, "Here, I'll have the servants bring breakfast up."
Carl blinked. He was a little uncomfortable with Garling being so gentle.
A servant came over and pulled out a chair. After Garling sat down, he looked up at Carl, who was still standing there, and asked in confusion,
"Carl, what are you doing standing there? Sit down and get ready to eat."
"Um, Uncle Garling, I feel like you're acting weird today."
Upon hearing this, Garling's face turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? Sit down and eat!"
"Okay!"
After the two of them sat down, a team of servants rushed in from the door and placed the exquisite meals neatly on the table. For ordinary people, they could not imagine that just a breakfast could be done to this extent.
After the arrangement was completed, all the servants bent their bodies, not daring to raise their heads and retreated back, only turning around and leaving when they reached the door.
A pair of gold-plated chopsticks were specially placed in front of Carl. The servants of the Figarland family knew that their young master did not like to use knives and forks.
Carl picked up a piece of exquisite dessert with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. While eating, he said, "Well, not sweet...."
After hearing this, Garling raised his eyebrows and said, "Not sweet? I'll have the chef who made this dessert dragged out and dealt with later."
Carl was stunned for a moment. On Earth, saying that a dessert is not sweet is a high compliment. Garling obviously misunderstood.
He waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I mean the sweetness of this dessert is just right. I like it."
"Oh, I'm glad you like it. When you go back, take this chef with you and let him cook for you every day."
"No need, Uncle Garling, I still like what Jessica makes."
Garling didn't say anything more after hearing this. He held his chin with one hand and looked at Carl quietly.
Carl couldn't eat when he looked at him like this. He put down his chopsticks and said,
"Uncle Garling, why are you just looking at me when you don't want to eat?"
Garling's mouth curled up into a smile, and he actually looked... tender?
He sighed. "I just think it's great to have a nephew like you."
Garling's sudden tenderness made Carl's waist flicker. Carl didn't know how to respond, he just stared at Garling.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. In the end, Garling coughed twice and changed the subject.
"By the way, you haven't told me about Saint Ancestor Casillas yet. Is he still in the Demon Sword Muramasa?"
Carl answered honestly. "No longer alive, but it was indeed my ancestor who saved me. That was the last bit of will he left. I said that yesterday to scare Warcury, so that he wouldn't always go against our family."
Garling sighed softly and said, "So that's it."
Then, Carl told Garling what happened in the dark space yesterday. Garling was also incredulous after hearing it.
"The ancestor means that the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit is not yet complete?"
Carl nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes, but the ancestors are just guessing. Everything will be determined only after I completely absorb the power of the Blood-Blood Fruit."
As he said this, Carl rolled up his sleeves and showed his arm to Garling.
The uncle and nephew continued to discuss for a while until the Den Den Mushi in Carl's arms rang.
Carl took out the phone and answered it. The voice of Vegapunk rang out from the Den Den Mushi.
"Saint Carl, do you have time to come over now? Stussy should wake up."
"Oh? Okay, I'll be there right away."
Carl hung up the Den Den Mushi and briefly told Garling about Stussy, then used Kamui to go directly to Vegapunk.
After entering the institute, Carl easily found Vegapunk with his powerful hearing.
When Vegapunk saw Carl, his expression was as if he had seen a ghost. Carl asked directly,
"Take me to Stussy's place. By the way, why aren't Borsalino and Kuma here?"
Vegapunk wanted to ask Carl how he got here, but when Carl asked him this, he temporarily suppressed his curiosity and responded,
"They are not here every day. When they have nothing to do, Borsalino will take Kuma out for a walk. Now I don't know where they are going to travel."
"Okay, so do they know about Stussy?"
"No, few people know about Stussy, except for some high-ranking officials of the World Government. Only Caesar and I know about it."
"Well, that's good, let's go."
After saying that, Carl picked up Vegapunk and came to Stussy's laboratory.
Once there, Carl put down Vegapunk, who was still in a daze, and walked to the glass container containing Stussy and took a look.
Compared with the last time, Stussy's face was obviously much redder, and a pair of long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was about to wake up in the next second.
Vegapunk shook his big head, and his body was slightly shaky as he came to Carl's side, saying,
"Saint Carl, Stussy's consciousness has gradually recovered. Even without me, she will wake up soon."
Carl nodded and said lightly, "Then let her wake up, she has slept long enough."
Upon hearing this, Vegapunk immediately came to the operating table and fiddled with it with his hands for a few times. The solution in the glass container was quickly emptied, and a hood was lowered from the top, covering Stussy's head.
Then, a few weak arcs of electricity emerged from the hood, and Stussy's body trembled a few times.
Beep, beep, beep!
An electronic sound rang out, a green light lit up on the hood, and the glass cover slowly fell.
Stussy lowered her head and left the mechanical hood.
She opened her eyes, revealing a pair of sky-blue pupils. She looked a little dazed after just waking up, but her arms were still protected in front of her chest.
Vegapunk tried to call out Stussy's name. Stussy looked up at him stiffly, but quickly looked away and looked at Carl beside her.
When she saw Carl, her eyes seemed to light up, and she walked towards Carl barefoot.
Although she was only a few steps away from Carl, Stussy's movements were completely like a baby who had just learned to walk. She stumbled when she walked, and with the solution still on her feet, she slipped before she took two steps, and fell naked into Carl's arms.
Carl hugged her, and Stussy slowly raised her head from Carl's arms. The first words she said were,
"Master..."
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