Dragon carried Lia with him in his arms after she had been dressed to go out and get bottles. Walking past every person to make his way to the kitchen, he made his way over to the counter, doing everything with just one hand. Lia was looking up at him and grasping some of his hair to put it in her mouth. He noticed it right away and pulled it out.

"That's not for eating." He said.

When he made the bottle without spilling it, he fed it to her as she began drinking it as looked up at the revolutionist. Dragon leaned against the counter, sighing a bit, watching her eat, and when she was done, he burped her, and she was making cooing sounds. 

"Alright, next is to the office and see what paperwork is being set up." He said, carrying Lia back to his office when he felt a pair of eyes on him. 

Turning around, he spots Ivan lurking, but not so creepily. He furrowed his eyebrows at the curly purple emperor speaking up, "What're you doing?" He came from behind the corner and stood there in awe. 

"So, this is why you need the baby clothes." He said. 

"Yes, and?"

"AH! You never told anyone here that you've brought a child back from a mission." He said. 

"Of course, I didn't want to, not yet." He replied. 

Lia turned her head around to meet a giant head person in her view as she whined at Dragon. Clinging onto the hem of the collar, and nuzzled her face against his neck to see something huge before her. 

"She's so cute!" Ivankov squealed.

"Keep your voice down." Dragon grumbled.

"Sorry." Ivankov leaned forward, petting the girl on the top of her head as she grasped onto Dragon tighter. "She's so tiny to be fitting in your arms, Dragon. Is she going to be nursed by the other women here?"

"No. I have been responsible for looking after her since I found her alone. I'm taking her in as my daughter." Dragon replied as the purple-headed emperor's mouth hung down in shock.

"DAUGHTER!?" He exclaimed. 

"Yes..." He sighed. 

"Well, now that means you have two kids to look after. How will you manage work and look after her simultaneously?" Ivankov asked. 

"It's call balancing." 

"I know you must balance two simultaneously, but you realize she'll start doing what normal babies would, right?" Ivankov reminded him even though he already knew that as a parent, he didn't raise Luffy when he was born. 

He remembered saving Sabo and raising him like he was a second son to him. Now, Lia will be staying at their headquarters, and there are still a lot of things to go around.

The young male let out a sigh from his lips, looking down at the baby that was currently under his responsibility since no one in the headquarters was willing to take care of her for now. Lia had already bathed, and Dragon changed her into a lovely warm onesie, feeding and changing her. Laying in bed, Lia looked around the room while lying on her back as she turned her attention to Dragon doing paperwork. She cooed to get his attention, but he didn't glance in her direction, only still reading the paperwork.

She furrowed her eyebrows and began whipping as the young male set the paper down to check on her. When Dragon picked her up, she stopped and smiled at him cheekily.

"You want my attention, don't you?" He asked, giving her a soft stare in his grey steel eyes.

Her eyes looked back as she let out a delightful squeal flaring. Her arms wrapped around him, smiling at him.

"You are supposed to be asleep since it's so late for you to be awake." Said Dragon as he sat her on his lap, staring into her eyes that were looking back into his with full of life. 

She cooed, putting her hand in her mouth as Dragon pulled her close to let her rest on his shoulder while he worked and rubbed her back gently and smoothly. She made little cooing noises, and before long, she was already asleep as Dragon finished reviewing the paperwork and put that to the side. He placed Lia on his side of the bed with a pillow on her side, laying her on the backside. 

She let out a slight whine refusing to be away from his arms, and Dragon didn't put up with it. He lays beside her rubbing his fingers through her forehead to massage it. Her eyes stared up at him curiously, and she smiled, enjoying the little massage as her eyes grew heavy and she fell asleep. A slight grin appeared on the man's face as he watched the tiny infant sleeping on his chest as he called it a night.