This Is an Apple. It's Not an Onion.

The moment Mr. Clown and I made eye contact, he recoiled and fell flat on his backside.

Why was he so startled?

Did he really think the Administrator wouldn't come looking for him if he kept running away like that?

Once his trail had been picked up, it was inevitable that he'd end up meeting me.

Mr. Clown was awfully optimistic to think he could get away~

I guess that's why the child Entities on Floor 6 liked him so much.

I like optimistic people full of positive energy, too.

Anyway, first, let's praise our adorable Mokgu, who made things so much easier.

“Good job, Mokgu!”

“Woof!”...