Catherine's Pool

Nash, covered in sticky endocrine fluid and wearing an exaggerated grin, stuck out his butt and backed into the door to leave.

When the door closed, cutting off his eye contact with William,

Nash's expression instantly returned to normal. It even became somewhat serious and strange, while his two scattered eyes began twitching randomly.

It wasn't because he had been pretending in front of William,

but because he had received what he considered an extremely difficult mission—several times harder than the covert missions he had carried out when he was once J.

When he had done dirty work for the circus, he had occasionally handled matters with Yate as well, so he knew very well how terrifying that Chief Clown was.

Sometimes, when faced with extremely dangerous incidents, everything could be resolved as long as Yate was present, without leaving behind the slightest hidden danger.

"The boss actually wants to investigate the Sub-Clown... But Catherine's condition has indeed been strange lately.

"What a pain. To figure out this woman's condition, I have to get close to the Clown House. Just investigating from outside won't yield any useful information.

"Once I'm exposed, I might die completely even with my current identity. Of course, my death isn't important. What's important is that the boss will be dragged into this.

"Let me think about how to do this without leaving anything to chance."

As Nash walked through the theater corridors, he took out an injection used to activate the bodies of parasitic insects, abruptly plunged it into the back of his head, and injected it deep into his brain.

His entire body began trembling along with it, while his brain swelled to twice its usual size.

Smack!

Nash suddenly slapped the surface of his swollen head, smashing through the scalp and exposing the