Chapter 509
The isolation room deep within Sehee Research Institute had changed slightly.
The usual cozy and comfortable atmosphere was gone, replaced by something that resembled a professional photo studio.
Shiny lights brightly illuminated one side of the isolation room, and a white backdrop adorned the wall.
Yerin held a heavy camera with both hands, flashing a bright smile.
Her eyes were full of excitement and anticipation.
“Yes, Reaper! Just like that!”
Yerin was instructing me, guiding me through the poses she wanted me to take.
It felt good to know that my act of pretending not to understand the instructions had not yet been discovered.
As expected, my acting skills are top-notch.
Hehe.
“Just a little more with your hands…!”
Yerin’s voice was tinged with excitement.
I could tell just from her enthusiastic tone how long she had been waiting for a day like this.
On one side of the isolation room, the Mini Reapers had gathered in a cluster.
Their little eyes were filled with curiosity and joy.
As soon as they heard that I was changing clothes, Mini Reapers had rushed from all directions.
Some of the Mini Reapers were wearing the same clothes I was wearing, and in the center of them was a Yellow Reaper, diligently making clothes.
But since the Yellow Reaper was alone, only one set of clothes was made each time I changed.
Limited edition!
So, in the corner where the Mini Reapers were gathered, a makeshift duel arena had been set up for them to fight over the clothes.
“Just like Mom!”
A Golden Reaper, having won the duel and claimed the outfit, turned around, looked at me, and compared itself to the picture I was taking, giggling.
The Golden Reaper twisted its small body, skillfully posing, before tilting its head as it looked at my position.
‘?’
Then, it relaxed its posture slightly and adopted a more casual, sloppy stance, as though mocking me. I shot a beam with my antennae and turned it into a Detsji.
“No!”
The isolation room was filled with an overall jubilant atmosphere.
It felt as though I were standing in the middle of a festival, the excitement palpable!
It was a space where everyone except me and the Detsji Golden Reaper seemed to be completely happy.
But as I looked at Yerin and the Mini Reapers’ joyful expressions, a small sense of guilt crept in.
Seeing them so happy over something so simple made me feel a little sorry.
“Who would’ve thought just changing clothes would turn into such a festival…?”
Of course, despite this thought, I had no intention of dressing up frequently in the future.
Hehe.
I decided to let them enjoy today, this moment, as my best effort.
By the time the photoshoot, which had lasted all day, was finally winding down, darkness had already fallen outside the window.
It was well past the Sehee Research Institute’s closing time, but the isolation room was still filled with a lively atmosphere.
Ugh.
I dragged my exhausted body to the bed and collapsed.
After a whole day of changing clothes and striking poses, it felt as though muscles I didn’t even have were crying out in pain.
Meanwhile, Yerin, still full of energy, held the camera with a joyful smile on her face.
Her eyes were still filled with excitement and satisfaction.
At first, I had thought it would only be about trying on a few animal pajamas.
But Yerin, as though she had been preparing for this for a long time, kept pulling out endless new outfits.
A roe deer pajama, a panda pajama, a dinosaur pajama, and even casual clothes….
And finally, well past dinner time, it seemed like the endless supply of clothes in the wardrobe was starting to dwindle.
As soon as the photoshoot finished, the Mini Reapers, as though they had been waiting for this moment, began their own little celebration.
The clothes the Yellow Reaper had made were passed around among the Mini Reapers, who began an impromptu fashion show.
Their runway was nothing other than my back….
The Mini Reapers walked across my back, strutting their unique poses.
The other Mini Reapers cheered them on with enthusiastic clapping, showing their excitement.
It was the pure, joyful behavior of the Mini Reapers.
Normally, I would have quickly curved my back and sent those walking on me flying into the air, but I didn’t even have the strength to do so now.
Instead, I slowly closed my eyes, watching their ludicrous fashion show from my back.
The joyous intent of the Mini Reapers felt like a lullaby.
And their small footsteps seemed like a gentle massage.
As the fatigue of the entire day pressed heavily on my eyelids, I drifted into a sweet sleep, with the Mini Reapers’ special fashion show as my backdrop.
Early the next morning, in the Mini Reaper Garden, Marshmallow Plains.
Thud, thud.
I walked slowly with a languid expression, organizing the spoils of the recent search mission.
The search for the lost Immutable Sphere had failed.
I hadn’t found the Immutable Sphere, and only a few miscellaneous objects like the Manual Horror Mansion and some random objects had been recovered.
And due to the events in the Manual Horror Mansion, Yerin was sulking, making me change clothes over and over again.
Hmph.
The only noteworthy find was an electric shock baton that seemed to have been lost by someone in Korea.
“This looks like the mental contamination treatment shock device used at the James Research Institute in the US…”
Although I hadn’t seen it used in Korea, since there was a James Tower, it seemed likely it could have been there too.
Click.
I pressed the button, and blue lightning spread into the air.
It felt like a toy that emitted electricity, and just pressing the button made me feel good.
Hehe.
As I walked around the Marshmallow Plains, spreading electricity into the air, I noticed the Golden Reapers running enthusiastically somewhere.
Their expressions were filled with a hint of excitement, as though a new area had been created.
‘?’
I couldn’t recall capturing an object that would create a new area.
No matter how much I thought about it, the Manual Horror Mansion wasn’t at the level where it would create a new region.
So, I slowly followed the passing Golden Reapers, and there, indeed, was a gigantic amusement park.
Giant Reaper Rollercoaster.
Rotating Reaper.
Spinning Reaper.
Reaper Drop Tower.
Water Reaper Slide, and more.
It was a theme park where all the rides had been transformed into Reapers shaped like Kyu-hing-hing.
The ultimate Reaper theme park!
‘?’
But I couldn’t understand why such a park had appeared.
“What is this? Why did it appear…?”
Could it be that such a fun attraction was hidden in that mansion?
So, I grabbed a Golden Reaper riding the Reaper bumper car and asked, and it happily explained with a bright smile.
“There was a huge amusement park!”
“Full of harmful objects!”
“But I couldn’t destroy it.”
“Survival game? I made it and destroyed it!”
Though the story was fragmented and cut off, I could understand it after listening more.
It seemed a huge amusement park object had appeared, and they hadn’t immediately destroyed it, instead creating their own little game to destroy it.
How fun it must have been for them to play this on their own!
Realizing that raising kids was pointless, I turned the Golden Reaper who had explained this into a Detsji.
“No!”
I ran around the amusement park, turning everything into Detsji.
As I turned each Mini Reaper into a Detsji, I made sure to tell them their offenses.
“Bad kids who didn’t call their mom when there was a fun game are all Detsji!”
Thus, the joyful amusement park became a park of Detsji-ified Mini Reapers, rolling around with sad faces.
“Kyu-hee-hee.”
Having finished my punishment and taken a moment to rest, I heard the laugh of a White Reaper.
I turned to see a White Reaper hiding between the rides, mocking me as though it had enjoyed watching the Mini Reapers’ survival game.
‘!’
I quickly used space control to capture the mischievous Reaper and fried it with the electric shock device I had acquired on this trip.
Since the White Reapers periodically mocked me, it was clear there was something mentally wrong with them.
The Black Giant appeared in the high plateau, an imposing figure whose presence eclipsed even the giant unnamed one. It loomed over the plateau, its form growing larger and more imposing as it approached. The giant’s hollow eyes gazed down at the unnamed one without emotion, as if it were empty. Even the divine book and the dead god held no significance in those eyes. It was a terrifying sight—a being whose only remaining essence was a faint survival instinct.
And after a long period of silent observation, the Black Giant’s body moved slowly, merging with the unnamed one in an eerie, almost predatory way, as if devouring it.
