Ororon was here! He was checking up on his radishes, preparing for harvest. He smiled as he rubbed the greenish vegetable.

He parted the bush that the radish leaves created, trying to feel the rich Natalan soil.

But there you were, looking clueless as ever.

He looked at you, a little surprised.

"H-huh...?" He hummed in confusion—visibly confused of your presence. He paused for a while, as if he was analysing you.

"You're not a radish..." He said after awhile, his voice a little quiet and intrigued.