Seoul Object Story - Chapter 432 Oku

In the dream filled with warm warmth, Junior 2 held the candy and followed the Golden Horn Grim Reaper’s lead, walking deeper into this “warm dream.”

As the Golden Horn Grim Reaper had indicated, this place was indeed very warm.

Like a marshmallow plain, on the bed spread out across the floor, Golden Grim Reapers hopped around with cheerful expressions.

On the canopy hanging much lower than the sky in the Mini Grim Reaper Garden, Golden Grim Reapers slid down as if they were riding a slide.

On the river of hot chocolate flowing between the beds, covered plates floated gently.

The Golden Grim Reapers picked up these plates one by one and ate the snacks inside with great enthusiasm.

It resembled the Mini Grim Reaper Garden, but it was a much smaller dream garden.

Because it was smaller, it had a cozy and dreamlike feel.

“This is nice…”

Junior 2 sat down on the warm bed, unconsciously muttering to herself.

Then, she picked up one of the floating plates nearby and removed its lid.

Inside, a Golden Grim Reaper was sitting with a surprised expression.

“Ah!”

One Golden Grim Reaper, who had been nibbling on a cake inside the plate, locked eyes with Junior 2.

The Golden Grim Reaper looked around in a flustered manner, then broke off a piece of the cake and shyly offered it to Junior 2, smiling awkwardly.

Hehe.

Looking at the Golden Grim Reaper, Junior 2 smiled faintly and took a bite of the cake.

It tasted sweet and delicious, just like the snacks from the Mini Grim Reaper Garden.

After sharing the cake with the Golden Grim Reaper, Junior 2 sat up straight, and her eyes caught sight of the Golden Grim Reapers and White Gobies hopping and dancing on the bed.

The Golden Grim Reapers emitted joyful emotions, singing a song made only of feelings, without any melody or lyrics.

It was hard to say whether it should even be considered a song since there were no lyrics or melody, but strangely, to Junior 2, it definitely felt like a song.

A strange song that made her hum along involuntarily, filled with a sense of cheerfulness.

♬♩♬~

As Junior 2 hummed along, with the Golden Horn Grim Reaper perched on her shoulder, a thought suddenly crossed her mind.

‘…I definitely feel like I’ve heard about this kind of scene and situation before…’

As this thought crossed her mind, she quickly recalled some old investigation material she had seen long ago.

[Golden-colored joyful dreams. Sweet food, dance, and song. A group hallucination that looks strangely happy. Since it’s a dream, the details are a bit vague, and there aren’t many clues.]

[It looks certain this is related to an object, but it’s strange that it doesn’t seem harmful. Interviews with people suggest they’re more upset about forgetting the dream rather than its danger.]

It was from some material she had read at the detective agency.

A dream filled with gold and joy.

Food, dance, and song.

A happy hallucination.

It seemed like an exact description of this place.

‘Could this be the golden dream from before?’

Thinking this, she turned her head, and the Golden Horn Grim Reaper nodded.

“Yes! This is the abandoned dream garden!”

Saying that, the Golden Horn Grim Reaper giggled.

An old garden from long ago.

A space no longer used after the Mini Grim Reaper Garden began to materialize.

Though smaller and less substantial compared to the Mini Grim Reaper Garden, it was a place where “Mom” had long forgotten about, with no need to worry about being discovered.

And the Golden Horn Grim Reaper smiled slyly, saying it was a secret from “Mom.”

As they hopped around the warm dream garden with the Golden Horn Grim Reaper, a large tree appeared in the distance.

It was blurry but had a strong presence.

Around the tree, young sprout Grim Reapers were bouncing around.

Above them, a Mini Grim Reaper with a brilliant swirling flower-like light on its head was sitting on a Goby, looking up at the tree.

The Golden Horn Grim Reaper pointed at the Mini Grim Reaper and sent out its will.

‘This is the younger sibling who helped restore the dream garden!’

As Junior 2 looked up at the tree supporting this space, it seemed to be true.

The massive flames flowing from the Golden Horn Grim Reaper were flowing into the Mini Flower Grim Reaper, and that flow was nourishing the tree.

The Golden Horn Grim Reaper then grabbed the Mini Flower Grim Reaper’s small hand, pulling it toward them, and sent out more will.

‘Let’s play together!’

Then, the Mini Flower Grim Reaper and a number of young sprout Grim Reapers began to play with the Golden Horn Grim Reaper, getting tangled up in a fun, carefree manner.

The Golden Grim Reapers, familiar with this space, explained to the sprout Grim Reapers what would be fun to do here.

Junior 2 smiled faintly as she watched the tiny Golden Grim Reapers explain things with their quirky logic, while the sprout Grim Reapers watched with amazement.

‘Humans should play too!’

And so, surrounded by countless Golden Grim Reapers and sprout Grim Reapers, Junior 2 spent a joyful time playing along with them.

I checked the voices coming from all directions, seeking one that seemed urgent.

However, the voices all carried a sense of cheerfulness, as if they were excited to show “Mom” what they had found.

So, I teleported to the first Mini Grim Reaper who called my name.

The place I arrived at was quite familiar to me.

It was a unique city where cars made of White Gobies sped down the streets and Mini Grim Reapers ran restaurants.

The Free City Alliance.

‘The Goby cars are fancier now than when I was here last time…’

They had originally been simple cars made by digging up Gobies, but now they seemed to be trying to create different shapes and adding style to them.

On the streets, Roll Cake Humans and Mini Grim Reapers were walking around together.

Since the Golden Grim Reapers had run away and I had ordered them to search for the lamp, the number of Mini Grim Reapers in the streets had decreased significantly.

Most of the restaurants in the city were run by Mini Grim Reapers, and about half of them had “close” signs at their entrances.

‘Ah! Mom!’

‘Mom’s here!’

The Mini Grim Reapers walking around waved and smiled as they saw me.

As I was admiring the city of Mini Grim Reapers that I hadn’t seen in a while, I felt something tapping at my ankle.

‘Mom!!’

It was the Mini Grim Reaper who called me to say it had found the lamp.

Looking down, I saw golden-colored antennae swaying from side to side.

‘…Is it another Golden Grim Reaper?’

‘I hope it’s not another false lead…’

Golden Grim Reapers are quick to act on my commands, but they also have the lowest success rate, so I felt a bit uneasy.

And once again, is it a baby Golden Grim Reaper?

I didn’t think there would be so many of them…

Curious, I picked up the Golden Grim Reaper, and it smiled brightly, sitting calmly in my palm.

‘Hmm?’

As I carefully examined it, I noticed something different from the baby Golden Grim Reaper.

It was slightly bigger than the baby Golden Grim Reaper, and heavier too.

Though it seemed quite energetic, it also appeared a bit shy compared to the usual Golden Grim Reapers.

‘Now that I think about it, when I pick up a Golden Grim Reaper, it usually sticks to my hand and causes a commotion, but this one is so calm.’

Thinking this, the illusion that had surrounded the Golden Grim Reaper faded and disappeared.

It had round button-like eyes and a mouth made of stitching.

It was wearing a golden Grim Reaper doll outfit, unlike the usual Golden Grim Reaper’s skin.

It was a doll outfit made by the Yellow Grim Reaper.

Realizing it had been caught, the fake Golden Grim Reaper looked around, seemingly embarrassed, and gave a shy smile as it looked at me.

‘You’re the Yellow Grim Reaper, aren’t you?’

I poked at the Golden Grim Reaper doll outfit with my finger and sent out my will.

Slowly, the back of the doll outfit opened, and the Yellow Grim Reaper’s head popped out.

The Yellow Grim Reaper, still unaccustomed to the situation, gave a ‘Hehehe’ expression as it smiled.

I felt a little sorry for the Golden Grim Reaper, but since it was the Yellow Grim Reaper, I had a strong feeling that it had really found the lamp.

‘So, where is the lamp?’

When I asked, the Yellow Grim Reaper pulled the Golden Grim Reaper doll outfit over itself again and pointed downward with its finger.

‘Underground!’

Then, with the same cheerful will as the Golden Grim Reapers, it turned into a ghost and began to dig into the ground.

‘Ah, it was wearing the doll outfit because it had to go underground…’

Since the destination was underground, it made sense that Golden Grim Reapers, who could turn into ghosts, were the most suitable.

With this thought, I also turned into a ghost and began heading deep into the earth, following the Yellow Grim Reaper.

After some time descending into the underground, we finally arrived at a place filled with the wreckage of a completely destroyed basement.

‘I killed the giant worms here.’

It was too destroyed to support anything anymore.

Without the ability to turn into a ghost, it would have been a real hassle to get in here.

The Yellow Grim Reaper, as though it hadn’t yet reached the destination, wandered a bit to a secluded corner.

Finally, the place we arrived at was a small room that had survived the destruction.

Inside the room were various blueprints.

Technology for replacing body parts with objects.

Technology for creating large amounts of organic material by burning objects to replace food.

Technology for hunting objects using objects and turning them into human resources.

It was a place filled with the agony and research results of one person who had tried to save the city that had been cut off from the outside and was dying.

When I first learned about this city, I thought that even the U.S. couldn’t possibly use objects like this, but I guess they had the help of the objects after all.

They had used the lamp to receive the technology to save the city.

That was something that should never have been done.

The object body replacement technology consumed humans, and the food produced by this technology was toxic poison that harmed humans, accelerating the use of body replacements.

And in the end, the person who created this room must have turned into a giant worm.

‘It’s a pity. Everyone tried so hard to do good things, but it’s sad…’

As I reflected on this, I began to burn the room, the blueprints, and the remnants of the lamp with firewood.

The faint smell of burning and the refreshing sound of birds filled the air.

When Junior 2 woke up, an overwhelming chill swept over her.

She rubbed her arms as she rose from the cold floor, feeling the coldness.

Turning her gaze, she saw the Golden Horn Grim Reaper lying on the cold stone in a sprawled position.

‘Aren’t you cold?’

Junior 2 smiled faintly, took out her phone, and snapped a picture, making sure to capture its plump belly.

Click.

At that moment, the Golden Horn Grim Reaper rubbed its eyes and woke up.

It was still before dawn, in the blue morning light.