Chapter XVIII: Humanoids Save Dr. Smith

“It was a deep night, Dr. Smith was concerned as he held the strange hat in his hands.

He took a step over to the balcony and pondered his quaint surroundings. In The Park, with its prickly, lovely parks, he had always despised the cold. It was an environment that exacerbated his agitation.

Then he noticed something, or rather someone, in the distance. Jonnas was the personification. Jonnas was a ruthless beast with slender limbs and weak thighs.

Dr. Smith took a deep breath and swallowed. He caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He was a fearful, anxious wine drinker with greasy marks and brown thighs who hoped to make it through the night. His acquaintances regard him as a well-known and kind companion. He'd even made a cup of tea for a nasty old man at one point.

But not even a coward who had once made a cup of tea for a scandalous old man could have predicted what Jonnas had planned fo