Pirate: Nami! Give me back my Berry!

The early morning sunlight is like strands of golden silk, passing through the gaps between the clouds and gently sprinkling on every corner of the sky island.

Ling Yan's room was covered with a layer of warm glow, and the clouds outside the window changed into dreamy colors in the morning light.

Pale pink, light purple, and goose yellow were smudged as if from an overturned paint palette.

"Hmm..." Ling Yan turned over on the soft big bed, his nose subconsciously following the lingering fragrance of the person beside him.

It was a unique scent of Hiyori, a mixture of the elegance of cherry blossoms and some kind of indescribable charm, which made him unable to help but take another deep breath.

However, he hugged his arms subconsciously, but he only hugged a ball of air - his personal "pillow" was gone.

Ling Yan slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and the morning light shone through the gauze curtains, casting mottled shadows in the room.

The bedding on the other side of the bed still had a slight dent, but it was no longer warm.

He ran a hand over the wrinkle, feeling the barely perceptible warmth lingering on the silk sheets at his fingertips.

"Are you up so early?" Ling Yan rubbed his eyes, his voice still hoarse from waking up in the morning.

He looked at the cloud-shaped clock on the wall, and the hands had just passed seven o'clock. You know, they stayed up very late last night...

Thinking of this, Ling Yan's mouth corners unconsciously raised a satisfied smile.

He stretched, his strong arms drew a graceful arc in the morning light, and the lines of his muscles were faintly visible with his movements.

The sun kissed his honey-colored skin, leaving tiny golden spots on it.

In the bathroom, the intelligent sensing system automatically started up the moment he stepped in.

Warm water gushed out from the cloud-shaped faucet. Ling Yan scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on his face. The cool touch made him completely sober.

After washing up, Ling Yan walked out of the room and prepared to go downstairs.

&34;Dad—&34;

Suddenly, a call as clear and tender as the first drop of dew in the morning came from downstairs.

Ling Yan immediately paused in closing the door, his hand still on the door handle.

Although the voice was childish, it was extremely clear, like a small hammer tapping gently on the tip of his heart.

"Lucina?" Ling Yan moved to the staircase almost instantly without even closing the door.

His bare feet made almost no sound as they stepped on the cloud-like carpet.

Downstairs in the nursery, Nojigo was kneeling on a cloud rug, holding a glowing star toy in her hands.

Bellmère and Anya stood on Lucina's left and right, and the expressions of the three women were frozen between shock and joy.

Lucina was seen standing unsteadily in a light pink jumpsuit, her white and tender feet stepping on the soft cloud blanket, and the purest smile in the world blooming on her chubby little face.

Her big amber eyes were sparkling, and became even brighter the moment she saw Ling Yan.

"Dad, Dad, Dad." The little princess opened her lotus-like arms and took small, unsteady steps forward.

The small tuft of black hair on top of her head swayed slightly with her movements, just like the strand of hair that always stubbornly stuck up when Hancock was angry.

Ling Yan felt his heart being hit hard by something warm.

He knelt on one knee and opened his arms to welcome the little figure running towards him: "Daddy is here, baby."

Lucina giggled and threw herself into her father's broad arms, her little hands immediately grabbing Ling Yan's collar.

She raised her little face, and her pink lips uttered two clear syllables: "Dad~Dad~"

"Oh my God! She can really speak!" Bellmair covered his mouth excitedly, his eyes slightly red.

As someone who once took care of young Nami, she understood better than anyone how touching it felt when a child spoke for the first time.

Anya had already taken out her video Den Den Mushi, and her hands were shaking as she recorded this precious moment: "Hancock would definitely go crazy if she knew she had missed this moment."

Nojiko gently squeezed Lucina's chubby little hand and said, "Little princess, call me auntie~"

Lucina tilted her head to look at Nojigo, then turned to look at Ling Yan, and suddenly grinned, revealing a few tiny teeth: "Dad, Dad, Dad."

She seemed particularly fascinated by this new word she had learned, rubbing her little head against Ling Yan's neck like a coquettish kitten.

Ling Yan lifted his daughter up and let her sit in his arms.

The morning light shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the father and daughter, giving their outlines a golden edge.

Lucina curiously reached out to catch the sunlight dancing in her father's black hair, her little feet swaying happily.

"Our Lucina is so smart." Ling Yan gently rubbed his daughter's face with the tip of his nose, causing the little girl to giggle again.

He could smell the unique milky scent of the child, mixed with the fresh scent of clouds after being exposed to the sun.

Just then the nursery door was flung open.

Hancock stood at the door, panting. Her usually neat black hair was now a little messy, obviously because she had been running all the way here.

"I heard that—" The empress's voice suddenly stopped, her beautiful eyes widened as she looked at her daughter in Ling Yan's arms, "Lucina...can speak now?"

"Mom~" Lucina suddenly turned around and called out sweetly to Hancock.

The word "Mom" was like a magic spell, which instantly made the proud empress' eyes red.

Hancock almost floated in front of her daughter, and her slender fingers trembled as she stroked the child's soft cheek.

"Call me again, baby." Hancock's voice was so soft that it seemed as if she was afraid of scaring away a butterfly.

Lucina blinked her big eyes, and suddenly stretched out her little hand to grab a strand of her mother's black hair: "Mom, Mom~" This time, she also gave her a wet kiss, which was imprinted directly on the tip of Hancock's nose.

Anya handed over the video Den Den Mushi at the right time: "I recorded everything."

Hancock took the Den Den Mushi as if it were a treasure and watched the scene over and over again.

An unprecedented gentle expression appeared on her face, completely different from the arrogant empress she usually was.

Ling Yan looked at the heartwarming scene of his wife and daughter interacting, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, where are Xiaojuzi and Aqua?"

"Nami took Little Orange to the research institute for a routine checkup." Nojiko answered while sorting out the toys scattered on the floor, "Shirahoshi said Aqua was a bit lazy this morning, so she's probably still sleeping."

As if to confirm her words, there was a sound of brisk footsteps in the corridor.

Shirahoshi walked in holding the sleepy Aqua in her arms. The little mermaid's blue tail was still wrapped in a small coral fleece blanket.

"Good morning, everyone—" Before Shirahoshi could finish her words, she was interrupted by Lucina's excited babbling.

"Aku~" Lucina twisted in Ling Yan's arms and stretched out her hands to the little mermaid. This was a name she created by herself, simplifying "Akuya" into two words.

Aqua's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and her big blue eyes lit up instantly.

He struggled to get off the ground in his mother's arms, and the scales on his tail sparkled in the morning light.

Shirahoshi gently placed her son on the cloud carpet. Aqua had a bubble ring on her tail, and by swinging her tail, she could "walk" towards Lucina in a unique swinging way.

The two little ones soon started playing together. Lucina uttered a few simple words from time to time. Although Aqua couldn't speak yet, she would respond with crisp laughter and slapping her tail.

"It seems that our home is going to become more and more lively." Ling Yan smiled and put his arm around Hancock's shoulders and walked to Bai Xing's side.

The sunlight shines through the window onto the family, freezing this moment forever in the warm morning light.