"Aren't you a hasty one?" the clown spoke with a wide grin.
His eyes curved into thin lines, as if he had just found a new toy.
Without waiting for any reply, he spun the wheel again with a flick of his wrist.
The metal rang softly as it turned faster and faster.
"Ringa ringa ring, ring ring… ringa ringa ring, ring ring…" he sang in a playful, off-beat voice.
He moved along with the spinning wheel.
His body swayed side to side like a child lost in his own game.
The bells on his hat chimed with each small motion.
The wheel slowed down bit by bit, the clicking sound growing louder in the quiet tent, and not long after the arrow gave one final tick…
It stopped.
"Guess~!"
"Ohh, it's a guessing game?"
The clown chuckled, tilting his head as he looked at the word the arrow had landed on.
His smile stretched wider, as if he already knew how this would end.
"What kind of game is it?" Vivian asked calmly.
