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On the 14th Day of Survival: Rumor Has It That She Is the Captain’s Sister…
Day 14 of Survival:
When Wendy found Doflamingo, he was lying on a chair with a book covering his eyes, resting with them closed.
On the nearby table were his drink and his glasses.
He heard Wendy’s footsteps, then caught a faint scent of roses. Removing the book from his face, he looked over.
Wendy placed her Rose Skin Walking Cane in front of her and excitedly showed it to him: “Doffy, look at my new cane!”
Doflamingo glanced at it. The rose cane didn’t appear particularly special at first glance, but as a walking stick, the roses on it were strikingly lifelike, and the green stems glowed with a vibrant vitality, showing no signs of withering—clear indications of its uniqueness. When swung, it scattered bright red rose petals, though they vanished upon touching the ground.
Still, Wendy’s creations had always been rather special. After seeing so many over the years, he had grown accustomed to it.
For those he considered family or valuable subordinates—provided their loyalty was assured—Doflamingo was quite amiable and protective.
Wendy fit both categories, so he naturally afforded her extra lenience and preferential treatment. Thus, he didn’t dampen her spirits now but instead humored her ever-strong desire to share, complimenting, “It matches your Rose Formal Wear set perfectly.”
“I think so too!” Wendy happily put away the cane and dashed off to her room to change.
Her everyday clothes were a gift from Doflamingo, while complete Game Skin sets could be changed at the wardrobe.
This wardrobe, of course, was one crafted through the Hunger System. Only here could she switch between the clothing skins she owned.
Currently, Wendy had collected four sets: “VIP,” “Rose,” “Snowy,” and “Nostalgic.”
Aside from daily login draws for individual pieces, skin sets could also be obtained through special scenario-triggered packages.
The “VIP” set came with her from the Spawn Point—a pink bubble-sleeved dress paired with a pink floral headpiece.
The “Rose” set became available for purchase simply after receiving a rose; it consisted of a pink tweed coat with a small capelet, accessorized with a bright red rose headpiece.
The “Snowy” set unlocked for purchase after experiencing a snowy day—a blue fur-trimmed gown with a headpiece of blue crystal snowflakes and a cute twin-tail hairstyle.
The “Nostalgic” set was a reward for surviving 600 days—a pink overall dress clearly meant for a young girl, adorned with a pure white lily headpiece.
The rest remained grayed out and unactivated, though their names offered some clues. For instance, the “Adventurer” set likely required engaging in adventurous behavior, while the “Supernatural” set probably involved witnessing or participating in haunted activities… Personally, Wendy really liked the “Victorian” set because she adored the Victorian style.
Unfortunately, she didn’t know the unlock conditions for this set and could only wait to see how to trigger it later.
After changing into the Rose set, Wendy admired herself delightedly in the mirror. She then summoned Abigail, gazing at the matching rose accessories adorning the white ghost’s head. Satisfied with their sisterly coordinated outfits, she picked up her rose-red cane and headed off for a meal.
“Ah… I haven’t shown this set to Corazon yet. I’ll go find him later!”
One of Wendy’s joys was changing into new skins and showing them off to her companions.
When Wendy found Corazon, he was sitting alone. As she approached, he simply held up a note: 【Looks great】.
It wasn’t that Corazon was particularly perceptive by nature, but after nearly a year together, he’d learned about Wendy’s habit of changing clothes and parading them around. Sometimes, men just had to learn to preemptively respond to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Wendy, however, merely stared at the scorched section of his feather collar and remarked, “It’s burnt.”
Corazon flipped the note over: 【I’m fine】.
“Go change the collar… Honestly, both you and Doflamingo wear feather coats, but I don’t have any matching feather outfits.”
Corazon looked at her, thought for a moment, then raised a hand to mute the area around them before speaking: “I remember Doflamingo gave you a feathered outfit.”
“That white fur coat? That’s not what I meant. I want a system set… Besides, that thing practically swallows me whole and doesn’t match anything.” Wendy frowned slightly in frustration as she complained.
Hearing this, Corazon simply smiled without further comment.
Doflamingo’s suspicion that Wendy was most likely nobility held some truth – if she weren’t aristocratic, she wouldn’t be so focused on appearance while having such simple worries.
Corazon had once asked about Wendy’s background, to which she’d thought briefly before responding, “I wouldn’t say so. Our family just owned some land and factories, and we lived in a seaside villa by ourselves.” Honestly, after hearing this, he became even more convinced her family must have been nobility.
But then Wendy had added, “I ran away from home to see my sister again”… Because of this, Corazon had categorized Wendy as “a kind-hearted girl who loves her family but easily strays onto wrong paths.”
Not wanting her to be corrupted by his own brother, yet unable to let his brother discover his attempts to steer her back onto the right path, he could only speak more openly during their private moments while maintaining superficial distance in public.
Corazon changed the subject: “Will you be attending the dinner gathering tonight?”
“I’ll pass. Regular food gives me very little benefit boost, I just taste it for flavor. And I’m getting a bit tired of those dishes anyway – I plan to develop some new recipes myself!” Wendy’s eyes lit up with enthusiasm at this prospect.
Corazon broke into a cold sweat upon hearing this.
Because Wendy’s cooking skills were rather polarized… Either she produced delicious food with miraculous beneficial effects, or she created gloopy, soggy lumps of indeterminate substance that were completely inedible.
Her methods remained consistently bizarre – she’d divide ingredients into equal portions, combine four different elements, and toss them directly into a pot to boil. While this approach might barely work for meatballs or meat soup, she even prepared cocktails and milkshakes by stewing them in pots! And these stewed concoctions would somehow manifest complete with milkshake glasses and cocktail cups as servingware!
He was genuinely curious about what type of Devil Fruit the Don’t Starve Fruit was… It felt like both a mysterious Culinary God and a King of Craftsmen.
While Wendy wouldn’t attend the banquet, everyone else would – including Law, who had joined them that day with his fierce gaze.
Just as Wendy had predicted, he hadn’t given up. Even though Corazon beat him black and blue daily, sometimes drawing blood, he persisted.
Wendy occasionally crossed paths with him without exchanging words. Once, she found him lying there covered in blood, breathing shallowly. After a moment’s thought, she slapped the freshly made Honey Salve from her bag onto him.
[Honey Salve] – crafted from 1 papyrus and 2 honey, restores 30 HP.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Law sprang up from the ground, backing away several steps while staring at her with vigilant eyes.
The 30 HP restoration effect was quite noticeable. Belatedly, he realized his injuries had significantly improved – though his wounds remained visually unchanged, he felt revitalized with renewed vitality.
Recognizing her attempt to heal him, his expression flickered with hesitation, but wariness and resistance remained etched on his face. He maintained distance while poised to strike at any moment.
Wendy waited briefly in the stalemate before regretfully raising her rose-red cane and hurrying off when he stayed silent.
She’d only treated him because he appeared near death and she happened to have healing items… She’d hoped to trigger some storyline, but apparently it wasn’t time yet.
Watching her depart abruptly left Law momentarily stunned. His gaze followed her retreating figure as confusion gradually washed over his features.
It was then that Baby 5 and Buffalo emerged from their hiding spot where they’d been observing.
“Lucky you, getting treated by Miss Wendy,” Baby 5 said, hands on hips.
Law frowned at her. “Is she the family’s doctor?”
Though uncertain about her healing method, he’d clearly experienced tangible physical improvement.
Baby 5 explained, “Miss Wendy? She’s special – not a doctor, but she can heal injuries. I’ve heard the executives say she’s remarkable in other ways too. Though not an executive herself, she holds equal status, and even executives dare not cross her.”
Buffalo nodded beside her. “Rumors say she’s the Captain’s sister.”
“Just rumors!” Baby 5 countered. “Mr. Corazon is the Captain’s biological brother – if Miss Wendy were really his sister, they wouldn’t hide it… Though, she only acknowledges Mr. Corazon and the Captain. She barely notices anyone else.”
A sister…
The word momentarily dimmed Law’s eyes.
He’d once had an obedient, adorable little sister too.
There was a time when he enjoyed a happy family and peaceful life.
Until his country fell, everyone perished, and he alone survived.
Now he had nothing left, and nothing more to lose. All he needed was to carry this heart full of hatred and take revenge on everything in this world.
As long as Corazon didn’t kill him, he would seize every opportunity to get his revenge! Everyone he knew was dead—how could fools like Corazon be allowed to live!
Law raised his hand to wipe the blood that had already begun to dry on his face, his gaze filled with hatred gradually hardening with resolve.
He had already devised a plan to eliminate Corazon in secret.
Author’s Note:
Little Wendy, who has gone astray [dog head]
The Starvation skin is really cheap… I bought it like crazy during the sale.