“Ina, could you get the red and purple dress ready? With the sequins? She changed her mind again—”

The door to the hotel suite, currently in a state of organized chaos, bursts open to admit a distraught Bon Clay towing a misanthropic Sir Crocodile in his wake.

It was after dinner that Kiku decided to seek out her brother. They’d arrived together, of course, but had been seated apart for the dinner—Kiku with the group that was known as the Nine Akazaya, and her brother with his own group.…